Minute by Minute. Jo Leigh

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      [DCWatcher] So, here’s the deal. It’s your birthday today. You got me that incredible Mingus album on mine, and I wanted to do something special for you.

      So when I found out about Escapades, I said what the hell.

      [MtnVet] Alex, there’s an airline ticket in here. And a reservation.

      [DCWatcher] Five days, four nights. And don’t worry. The bungalow has a loft with an extra bed and bathroom. I don’t want you feeling any pressure.

      [DCWatcher] Meg, you still there?

      [MtnVet] I am, but I don’t know what to say. We don’t even know each other. This is so extravagant.

      [DCWatcher] We don’t know each other? What are you, nuts? I’ve told you more about myself than any other living human. And honey, the things I know about you…

      [MtnVet] Yeah, yeah. I guess so. I have been incredibly indiscreet, haven’t I?

      [DCWatcher] Don’t worry. I’ll never tell a living soul about your spanking fetish.

      [MtnVet] Alex!!!

      [DCWatcher] Just kidding.

      [MtnVet] Jeez, tell a man one little fantasy.

      [DCWatcher] Say yes, Meg. I know you need this break. You haven’t taken any time off for so long. I don’t know how you’re walking around, considering all you do.

      [MtnVet] I know, but so soon? In two weeks? Oh, man, Valentine’s Day?

      [DCWatcher] Don’t read anything into it. It’s when I could get the reservation.

      [MtnVet] My ass. But it’s sweet anyway. Only, who’s going to fill in when I’m gone?

      [DCWatcher] How about Scott?

      [MtnVet] He didn’t get much out of his last stay here.

      [DCWatcher] But maybe, if you’re gone, your loving patients and their owners will have to turn to him.

      [MtnVet] I suppose.

      [DCWatcher] Meg, you’re stalling. Listen to me. We both need this. I’m tired of just looking at that picture of you, although God knows, you look great. I want to see you. I want to hear your voice, listen to your laugh. It doesn’t have to go anywhere. Hell, it can’t. I’m in D.C., you’re in L.A. But for just five days and four nights, can’t the twain meet?

      [MtnVet] The twain, huh? I’ve never heard it put quite like that before.

      [DCWatcher] Man, do you have a dirty mind.

      [MtnVet] Me? You’re one to talk.

      [MtnVet] Would you really sleep in the loft?

      [DCWatcher] If necessary.

      [MtnVet] And this bungalow. It doesn’t have a TV?

      [DCWatcher] Nope. But it does have room service. And a masseuse.

      [MtnVet] Oh, God. That sounds like heaven.

      [DCWatcher] So what are you waiting for?

      [MtnVet] Alex, what if we hate each other on sight?

      [DCWatcher] How could I hate you? You’re what I look forward to most every day. I leave the damn computer on all the time, just listening for that little tone announcing I’ve got mail. Don’t you get that by now?

      [MtnVet] I’m grinning like an idiot here.

      [DCWatcher] That’s a good start.

      [MtnVet] And that picture of you in the Washington Post? You did say it was a recent one, yes?

      [DCWatcher] Yep. If you weren’t sickened by that, we should be okay in person.

      [MtnVet] Well…

      [DCWatcher] Come on, woman. Take a risk. What’s the worst that could happen?

      [DCWatcher] Meg?

      [MtnVet] Wait, I’m imagining the worst. It’s pretty horrible.

      [DCWatcher] Tropical island. Warm breezes. Pure white sand on a private beach. Drinks with tiny umbrellas in them.

      [MtnVet] Stop. I can’t stand it. Okay. Yes. I’ll go.

      [DCWatcher] It was the umbrellas, wasn’t it?

      [MtnVet] You do know me too well.

      [DCWatcher] So for real? Yes?

      [MtnVet] Yes. Wow.

      [DCWatcher] Wow, indeed.

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      IT WAS NOON ON THE dot when the plane, a little propeller job that had flown so close to the ocean Meg could have jumped without a parachute, landed on the island. The view, of rocky cliffs, crystal clear blue waters, and vegetation so green it almost hurt, had stolen her breath, and she wondered if she’d ever get it back.

      It didn’t help that she was scared spitless. Not about the plane; she loved puddle jumpers. He was, theoretically, already here. Since her birthday, she’d hardly been able to think of anything else. She was going to meet Alex Rosten in the flesh. After an entire year of talking to him online in private chats, they were going to be face-to-face in, like, thirty seconds.

      Meg waited until everyone else had cleared the aisle, and then she got her travel bag from the overhead compartment. Her body fairly quivered with tension. Although she was trying to be very Zen about the whole experience, she was failing miserably. She wanted to like him. She wanted to be attracted to him. She wanted him to sweep her off her feet.

      Problem was, she also wanted not to like him so much, to find him more a friend than a lover, and she needed to keep her feet firmly on the ground.

      For a woman whose biggest single risk up to this point was going to UC Davis instead of UCLA, this little vacation was monumental.

      Her whole life had been swallowed by her work. Since her father had died and left her his veterinary clinic in Diamond Canyon, she’d been working six days a week. But because she was always on call, time off was more a concept than a reality. Her only personal time was when she was online with Alex.

      If they blew this, if the chemistry wasn’t there, then what? What would she do on those nights when by some mysterious grace he was there when she was there, and they talked until they both got stupid with tiredness? Until they laughed at the most ridiculous things ever?

      She needed Alex. Needed to find him on the other end of the computer, needed the СКАЧАТЬ