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grab some dinner and look over your schedule for the next few days?” Scrolling through the calendar on his phone, Jim didn’t notice Seb’s attention focused elsewhere. “I was thinking…”
    Seb put up his hand, stopping him midstream . “You know what Jim ? I just thought of something I need to take care of . Can I call you later?”
    â€œUm, sure. Okay.”
    â€œThanks. I’ll get in touch with you tomorrow.” Seeing Jim’s puzzled expression, Seb lightly patted him on the back. “Really. Go on and enjoy a quiet evening with your good wife .”
    â€œ Well, if you’re sure , Seb. You don’t have to tell me twice!” Jim opened the door to his vehicle and , giving Seb a wave, pulled out of the LLS parking lot.
    Seb walked to the office door he just exited, his heart racing. He’d asked out plenty of women in his life , b ut in recent years, Seb hadn’t had to do the asking. With game winning homeruns and nightly sportscast highlight reels, girls saw him as some sort of prize. Flattered, he went along for the ride , b ut today, everything seemed different . Paxson seemed different.
    The whoosh of the door closing behind him caused the receptionist to look up from her desk. “Mr. Quinn! Back so soon? Did you forget something?” The tiny, red-headed receptionist smiled brightly and Seb returned it in kind.
    â€œUh , no. I need to speak to Ms. Taylor if she’s available.”
    â€œSure. Let me give her a call.”
    Now , Seb waited outside Paxson’s door, heart rate quickening at the long pause after his question, his body warming at her smile.
    â€œUm... Have drinks with you? I appreciate the invitation but I don’t drink.”
    He swallowed hard again. Doesn’t drink? That’s unexpected. Intriguing quality number forty-four...
    â€œOkay. How about coffee? You drink coffee? Maybe just some coffee then?”
    I’m rambling. This can’t be good, and about coffee of all things.
    Paxson’s eyes lit up. “I like coffee. In this type of career, coffee is what keeps me on task. Well, that and Tori — the receptionist out front.”
    Finding her wit attractive, he smiled. This was what, number fifty on the list by now?
    â€œWell, coffee it is , then . How about we meet tomorrow or Thursday?”
    â€œTomorrow should work out fine. Let me check my calendar just in case. I know Thursday isn’t good because I have a standing appointment elsewhere.” Pax clicked the mouse on her desk.
    Hoping she didn’t have plans for every night this week, he clicked his fingers against the doorframe nervously while she confirmed the date on her calendar. The prospect of spending time with her sent his pulse racing, knowing he would find more about this woman and things to add to his “Fascinating Qualities of Paxson” list.
    â€œTuesday seems to be clear. You name the time.” Pax’s turquoise eyes shone as she looked up from her computer.
    â€œI’ll come by here tomorrow around 5:00 p . m ., and we can decide where to go from there, if it’s okay with you.”
    â€œThat sounds great, Mr. Quinn.”
    â€œHey, it’s Seb remember. Only my Dad is Mr. Quinn.”
    She grinned. “I mean, Seb. And please, call me Pax. I look forward to tomorrow then.”
    Reaching forward he shook her hand . “It’s a date then.”
    Exiting the office, he felt a smile tug at the corner of his lips. Pax’s bright eyes and smile were contagious.
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    Pax waited at her desk for several minutes until she figured Seb had left the building. What had she just agree d to? Here a well-known lady’s man had just asked her out , and she ’d not on l y said yes, she seemed excited about it. She tried to dampen her surprising feelings of euphoria and walked down the hall to Tori , sure her feet didn’t touch the floor. Tori jumped from her desk, hurrying to Pax