Because he said he had some ideas for the Christmas ball, she knew the responsible thing would be to text back. Then he asked if he could just call her. “Sorry to interrupt your morning,” he said politely. “But remember the couple I told you about. The Hartfords? The ones who might be willing to donate the prizes for the dance?” “Of course. You said they’d have access to Rose Bowl and red carpet tickets.” She didn’t tell him that she’d felt skeptical about this from the start. “Well, you didn’t mention them at the meeting yesterday, did you?” “Actually I did—” “No!” he exclaimed. “That could ruin everything. Jack Hartford explicitly told me that he didn’t want their name involved and—” “I didn’t say their names,” Bryn clarified, “I just mentioned that we might have those tickets for the prize. Everyone got really excited too.”
