There was no point in ruining his evening, so she decided to fill him in the next day on the events at the Slap Shot. Despite the disastrous start, she and Derek were able to flesh out some ideas for the bar over lunch. It was amazing how he’d been able to switch gears from that awful scene and make her a delicious grilled chicken salad. Her formal design presentation went out the window when he got out a bottle of wine and insisted she have a glass with him. She had to admit it was hard to stay mad at the man. He was gorgeous, standing there in a pair of pants and a blue and white striped dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up midway, flashing that dazzling smile while expertly navigating around the commercial kitchen. When she finally left (he’d stopped her from departing twice), they’d agreed that things were going well with the project. He offered to replace her purse again, but she refused. When he assured her that mess with Phoebe would probably die down in a few days, she could only hope he was right.
