Luc laughed. “You’ll do just fine. Just keep the jar full of biscuits and the canned air nearby and you’ll be fine,” he said.
“Meg explained about the canned air. Never would have thought of that. My biggest issue now will be explaining to my poor little dog why I’ve been ‘hanging around’ with other dogs when I get home,” she said smiling.
Luc and Meg laughed.
*
Meg turned out the light and crawled into bed. It had been a long weird day. As she snuggled next to Luc, she let out a long sigh.
“What’s the matter?” he asked.
“Nothing really, just a long day,” she said.
“Granted, but you seem rather quiet. If you’re not up to paying off your debt, we can just snuggle,” he said.
“No, I want to give you a lovely blow job, but I was just thinking of the day. I never would have thought Angie would think we were trying to scare her off rather than hire her,” she said.
“Well, you have to understand that we’re a rather honest and simple bunch,” said Luc.
“No you’re not!” said Meg. “How on earth do you figure that?”
“We are honest. Simple not in stupid, but in lacking convoluted thinking and the like. You and I would never have thought about making up a plan as complicated as an interview and then scare tactics to save face. We simply wouldn’t have offered her a job,” he said.
“Okay, on that front you’re simple. As for the rest, there are days I wish there was a book on shifter and human relationships,” she said.
“Me too. Maybe you should write one,” he said as he pulled her to him and kissed her on the lips. “Right now, I have this lovely bit of anatomy that’s wondering where your mouth is,” he teased.
“Oh you!” she said and reached down to tickle his cock.
“Aaaah!” he gasped. “Careful.”
“Oh, I will,” she said as she moved under the sheet to pay off her debt.
***
“Who was on the phone?” Patrick asked Ginny.
“It was Luc. He called to let me know I could take my time getting back to work,” she said.
“Oh? There has to be more to it than just that,” he said.
“Yeah, A friend of Meg’s needed a job and they’ve hired her for the moment to catch the phones. Seems Luc got tired real fast of Kevin’s sloppy handwriting,” said Ginny.
“Are you upset?” asked Patrick sitting down next to Ginny at the table.
“No. Luc did it so that we could have more time,” she said. “And when I go back to work, Angie, that’s the woman, will stay on as a receptionist. I’ll have more time to do dispatch, orders, paperwork, and the like,” she said. “He said he knew I was doing too much and that was part of what was making me crabby. That between work, the kids and everything, I needed a break.”
“I agree with that. Plus to be honest, I want to spend some time with you. Just you. No George, no kids, nothing but you,” said Patrick. He took her hand in his.
“We can do that soon, but Luc and Meg’s dinner party is in less than a week. She’d have a fit if I disappeared before that got done,” said Ginny.
“How tied into this event are you?” he asked.
“About as tied as you can get. I’ll need to call her later and we will squeeze in another setting for you,” said Ginny.
“Okay. In the meantime, I need my stuff from Cal’s house and I wouldn’t mind a bit more of a tour around town,” said Patrick.
Ginny nodded and they got ready to head out. While Ginny was dressing, Patrick called Cal and let him know that they were headed his way. He hung up just as Ginny came out of the bedroom.
“Ready?” he asked.
“Yes, let’s go before the rest of them figure out we’re leaving,” she said nodding her head towards the back of the house where George and the kids were cleaning.
Patrick smiled and they headed out the door.
*
Once they left, Ginny made a leisurely tour of the city. Then they headed to Cal’s. After picking up his things and making a few arrangements, Ginny directed him to the Mall.
“I have to pick up a few things and see if Andrew has my present ready,” said Ginny.
“Who’s Andrew?” asked Patrick as they parked the car and headed into the Mall.
“He’s our local silversmith. His shop is right over there,” she said pointing to the Silver Lode. They walked in and Ginny looked around. Andrew was nowhere to be seen, so she asked the girl behind the counter if he was in. She nodded and turned towards the back of the shop and called for Andrew.
A moment later, a man appeared. Ginny pulled Patrick forward to introduce the two men.
“Andrew, this is Patrick,” she said.
“Nice to meet you,” Patrick said holding out his hand.
“I’d heard that Ginny had met a gentleman,” said Andrew as he shook Patrick’s hand firmly. “Glad to see she has good taste.”
“Oh Andrew!” Ginny said blushing. “Do you have my order ready?” she asked.
“Not yet. I still need to finish the final polish. Could you pick it up later?” he asked. “Perhaps Patrick could wait while you find a dress for Meg’s party,” Andrew suggested. He gave Patrick a conspiratorial wink.
“But I have a dress,” said Ginny.
“And if it is the one I think it is, you’ve worn it to every family occasion for the last six years,” said Andrew. “If I see that blue suit one more time, I swear I’ll split every seam right there at the dinner table.”
“You wouldn’t!” said Ginny. “I,… I like that suit!”
“Get a new dress woman,” Andrew said with a heavy hint of sub-vocals.
Ginny blinked. “Fine. You two can just sit here and talk, and I’ll be in Kohl’s,” she said and turning on her heel, left the shop.
“Andrew, what was that about?” asked Patrick trying not to laugh.