Secrets Of The Night: A Case of Kiss and Tell. Katherine Garbera

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СКАЧАТЬ and not Macafee International’s. Deke was a happy man and once he left Conner felt strangely alone.

      He knew it was his own choice to be where he was, but hearing Deke talk about his wife and her ideas had made him long for something he never had before.

      Conner wondered if Nichole would react the same way if her man got in trouble. He didn’t know. But then he didn’t know anything about her except that he wanted her.

Five

      Nichole dropped by the set of Sexy & Single, the reality matchmaking television show featuring Conner’s company. She had been writing a blog about the daily goings-on of the show behind the scenes. Lots of information and maybe just a little gossip.

      The producer of the show was one of her closest friends, Willow Stead. Willow came over the moment she walked on the set, which today was a private balcony near Central Park West. The other part of their trio, Gail Little, had been the first bachelorette on the television show. And Nichole had been happy to report that Gail had tamed her match, the Kiwi billionaire Russell Holloway, and they were engaged.

      The second couple featured on the show, fashion designer Fiona McCaw and billionaire game developer Alex Cannon, were also engaged. Willow said her show was on a roll.

      But Gail was back to her job in PR and the weekly drinks were the only excuse the three women had to get together anymore. Which was to be expected. A part of Nichole wished that she and her friends had more time for each other, but life was busy.

      “Hey, lady!” Willow said, coming over to hug her.

      “Hey, you,” Nichole said, trying for her usual cheeriness but it was hard since she’d only just come from Conner’s office and he’d … well, he’d left her shaken.

      “Rikki Lowell is a handful. I can’t imagine how she runs a successful party planning business. She’s so demanding,” Willow said about the show’s latest bachelorette. She linked her arm through Nichole’s. “I’m so glad I’m not the matchmaker.”

      Nichole smiled. “She has a reputation for demanding perfection.”

      “I’ve seen it. I don’t think Paul is going to measure up in her eyes.”

      “He’s a partner at one of the top corporate law firms in the country. He should meet at least some of her standards,” Nichole said. She’d interviewed him and found him to be charming, smart and very sweet. “Is he too nice for her?”

      Willow threw her head back and laughed. Nichole noticed that Jack Crown, the celebrity host of the show, glanced over at them. He’d gone to the same high school as the three friends, which made them all meeting here a bit of a small-world type thing. But he’d been two years ahead of them and Nichole hadn’t remembered him at all. “Don’t look now, but Jack Crown is watching you.”

      “Is he?” Willow asked without turning around.

      “Yes, he is. Why is he watching you?”

      “I have no idea,” Willow said.

      “Liar.”

      Willow blushed. “We can chat later.”

      “We will. I’m going to call Gail and tell her to bring a bottle of wine and we are coming to your place tonight.”

      “Fine, but anything I say must be kept off the record,” Willow said.

      “It always is,” Nichole reminded her friend. Her comments made Nichole wonder if that was part of why Conner thought he couldn’t trust her. Was he afraid that she’d reveal all sorts of intimate personal details about him in her article?

      “Do you ever worry that I might slip something you said to me into an article?” Nichole asked Willow.

      Willow wrinkled her forehead. “No. I know you wouldn’t do that. I was just teasing.”

      Nichole nodded. “I guess we’ve been friends for so long we trust each other.”

      “We do indeed. I don’t trust him though,” Willow said.

      “At least he’s cute.”

      “Ha. Like cute counts for anything.”

      “Can you believe we went to high school with him? I certainly don’t remember him roaming the halls. But then I was pretty much in the library all the time and something tells me Jack didn’t even know the school had one.”

      Willow laughed, but there was something quiet about her as she turned to stare at Jack. “I did know he was at our high school.”

      “I’m going to ask you more about that later,” Nichole warned as Jack started to walk over to them.

      “I’ve got to run,” Willow said and left before Jack joined them.

      Nichole smiled up at the show’s celebrity host. “What’s new?”

      “I got to fly with the Blue Angels last weekend,” he said with that big toothy grin of his, which she noticed didn’t quite reach his eyes. And his eyes … well, they followed Willow as she walked away.

      “For one of your shows?”

      Jack was the host of nearly half a dozen shows that aired on three different networks.

      “Yes. Extreme Careers,” he said. “Want an exclusive interview with me?”

      “Ha, you talk to every reporter. There’s nothing exclusive with you.”

      “What can I say?” he asked, again with that grin. “I liked the article you wrote about Gail and Russell. I was worried the backstage stuff might be sensationalized …”

      Nichole shook her head. “Gail is one of my closest friends. I’d never print anything to hurt her.”

      “I didn’t realize that. So you’re from Frisco, Texas, too?”

      “Yes. I don’t remember you at all, so if that’s what you’re thinking, we’re in the same boat,” she said.

      “I wondered about that. Why didn’t we ever run into each other? A pretty redhead like you … I definitely should have noticed you in high school,” he said.

      “Probably because I spent most of my time in the library or in Mr. Fletcher’s classroom. And I don’t think you did either of those things.”

      “Did you write anything I might remember?”

      “Only if you found the weekly lunch menu fascinating,” she said.

      He laughed. “Oh, that was you. I’d like to talk to you later for Extreme Careers.”

      “Okay, but being a society reporter isn’t considered ‘extreme’ at all.”

      “I know. I was hoping you could use your contacts to help me find a war reporter.”

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