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deceiving.”
Another woman gazed at the picture. “I don’t know. You guys look pretty close here. And check out the way he’s laughing. Is he as cute in person as he is in this picture?”
Gabby peered at the picture. “Cuter.”
Much cuter.
It was a good picture though. She’d googled images of Owen when she’d got back up to her apartment this afternoon. There were a ton of photos, but it was rare to see one of him laughing like this. Unless it was on the ice.
There was an occasional picture with him grinning, and it was usually with Bane and they were high-fiving a great play. But most pictures showed him either in the middle of a fight during a game, or wearing a somber expression or a scowl as he was out on the town with a beautiful woman dripping off his arm.
She assumed the scowl had more to do with the invasion of the press than with the beautiful women. But who knew? Even though they’d spent time together, she really didn’t know him that well.
And her internet search hadn’t turned up much more information. Well, not on the real Owen. There were plenty of stories about his screw ups, but not much on the easy-going funny guy she’d hung out with today.
Pretty much all her googling had turned up was more questions and taken more time than she’d planned, which contributed to her hurried rush to get dressed and get to the party.
“This picture’s had over twenty thousand retweets. You’re practically famous. This tweet asks: Is the cupcake girl sweet enough to capture this bad boy’s heart? ” The woman peered at Gabby. “What do you think? Did you capture his heart?”
“She’s captured mine with these cupcakes.” One of the husbands stood at the counter holding a half-eaten cupcake. A smear of chocolate frosting stuck to his lip.
A woman that Gabby assumed was his wife swatted at his arm. “Honey, you realize those are for dessert.”
He shrugged. “It’s a party. The normal meal rules don’t apply at parties. And these cupcakes are worth the mutiny. Can you get some for that thing we’re doing next weekend?”
His wife planted her hand on her hip. “That thing ? You mean the holiday get together where I’m cooking dinner for half your family?”
He grinned, obviously used to ribbing her. “Yeah, that little thing. Can you get some of these cupcakes for that. It’ll save you from having to make dessert.”
The woman glanced at Gabby. “Can I get an order for next weekend? Or are you too swamped? It would be for about twenty people so we’d probably need like three dozen.”
Gabby nodded, happy to change the subject and to get the extra business. “Sure, of course.”
“See, I’m helping. You can thank me later,” the husband said, and winked at Gabby as he popped the rest of the cupcake in his mouth.
She left twenty minutes later, with another five orders from guests at the party.
Apparently knowing Owen Bannister was good for business.
Just not good for her heart.
***
Owen rushed into Harvey’s office and dropped into the chair next to his more punctual brother. He got a quick “hey” from Bane before facing Harvey’s wrath.
Harvey Skaggs had been the publicity manager for the Colorado Summit for the last ten years and had more than his share of experience dealing with athletes and their issues. From the scowl on his face, he wasn’t too happy to be dealing with the Brawling Bannisters.
“You’ve really stepped in it with this one, fellas,” Harvey said. He nodded at Owen. “And you. Didn’t you think you had enough bad press with this thing with Bane? You just had to go out and party it up. It made it look like you were celebrating your brother getting traded off the team.”
“That’s not what happened at all,” Owen told him. “I sure as hell wasn’t celebrating. And the only party that was happening was a pity party. For myself.”
“That’s not the way the press made it appear. You’re getting slaughtered by these reporters. It’s
Another woman gazed at the picture. “I don’t know. You guys look pretty close here. And check out the way he’s laughing. Is he as cute in person as he is in this picture?”
Gabby peered at the picture. “Cuter.”
Much cuter.
It was a good picture though. She’d googled images of Owen when she’d got back up to her apartment this afternoon. There were a ton of photos, but it was rare to see one of him laughing like this. Unless it was on the ice.
There was an occasional picture with him grinning, and it was usually with Bane and they were high-fiving a great play. But most pictures showed him either in the middle of a fight during a game, or wearing a somber expression or a scowl as he was out on the town with a beautiful woman dripping off his arm.
She assumed the scowl had more to do with the invasion of the press than with the beautiful women. But who knew? Even though they’d spent time together, she really didn’t know him that well.
And her internet search hadn’t turned up much more information. Well, not on the real Owen. There were plenty of stories about his screw ups, but not much on the easy-going funny guy she’d hung out with today.
Pretty much all her googling had turned up was more questions and taken more time than she’d planned, which contributed to her hurried rush to get dressed and get to the party.
“This picture’s had over twenty thousand retweets. You’re practically famous. This tweet asks: Is the cupcake girl sweet enough to capture this bad boy’s heart? ” The woman peered at Gabby. “What do you think? Did you capture his heart?”
“She’s captured mine with these cupcakes.” One of the husbands stood at the counter holding a half-eaten cupcake. A smear of chocolate frosting stuck to his lip.
A woman that Gabby assumed was his wife swatted at his arm. “Honey, you realize those are for dessert.”
He shrugged. “It’s a party. The normal meal rules don’t apply at parties. And these cupcakes are worth the mutiny. Can you get some for that thing we’re doing next weekend?”
His wife planted her hand on her hip. “That thing ? You mean the holiday get together where I’m cooking dinner for half your family?”
He grinned, obviously used to ribbing her. “Yeah, that little thing. Can you get some of these cupcakes for that. It’ll save you from having to make dessert.”
The woman glanced at Gabby. “Can I get an order for next weekend? Or are you too swamped? It would be for about twenty people so we’d probably need like three dozen.”
Gabby nodded, happy to change the subject and to get the extra business. “Sure, of course.”
“See, I’m helping. You can thank me later,” the husband said, and winked at Gabby as he popped the rest of the cupcake in his mouth.
She left twenty minutes later, with another five orders from guests at the party.
Apparently knowing Owen Bannister was good for business.
Just not good for her heart.
***
Owen rushed into Harvey’s office and dropped into the chair next to his more punctual brother. He got a quick “hey” from Bane before facing Harvey’s wrath.
Harvey Skaggs had been the publicity manager for the Colorado Summit for the last ten years and had more than his share of experience dealing with athletes and their issues. From the scowl on his face, he wasn’t too happy to be dealing with the Brawling Bannisters.
“You’ve really stepped in it with this one, fellas,” Harvey said. He nodded at Owen. “And you. Didn’t you think you had enough bad press with this thing with Bane? You just had to go out and party it up. It made it look like you were celebrating your brother getting traded off the team.”
“That’s not what happened at all,” Owen told him. “I sure as hell wasn’t celebrating. And the only party that was happening was a pity party. For myself.”
“That’s not the way the press made it appear. You’re getting slaughtered by these reporters. It’s
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