Chapter 68

Patty lightly rested her hands on Gerard’s shoulders. His hands gently held her waist. They swayed to the band’s tune.

“This afternoon you said you were in telecommunications, correct?” he asked.

Patty glanced down. “Actually, Jackie said that. I’m afraid she made my job sound more . . . professional than what it really is.”

“Oh,” he said as his eyebrow rose.

Oh god, he’s going to think I’m a loser who’s desperate for a man.

“I’m . . . a switchboard operator. I’m the lead switchboard operator, but a switchboard operator just the same,”

He smiled. “Don’t be ashamed of having an honest job, my dear.”

“I’m not ashamed . . . it’s just that . . . I thought you might not . . . approve,” she said bashfully.

He tilted his head. “You think I’m that much of a snob?”

Shit!

“Oh no,” Patty said quickly. “It’s just that . . . you’re a diplomat and a businessman . . . and I’m sure you usually spend time with people who. . . have more to offer.”

“It appears you have plenty to offer,” Gerard said as