“The playground.” Ella swallowed. “The school needs a new one, and it’s over thirty grand. And the iPads are old.” She ran through a list of all the things she could buy for her school that lacked the budget to do so. “You’d spend your money at your place of employment?” he asked, sounding as shocked about that as she was at his offer. “You really are a hidden gem.” He offered his hand, and she tucked the business card in her pocket to accept it. “I’m not saying yes,” she said while his big, warm hand enveloped hers. “Just maybe.”
