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

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      Nichole knocked on Willow’s door just as another cab pulled up and Gail Little stepped out. Gail smiled and once again Nichole was struck by how happy her friend looked. The two women hugged and said hello. Willow opened the door with her cell phone to her ear. She gestured for them to come in.

      “So why did you call this emergency meeting?” Gail asked as they both entered Willow’s foyer and walked down the short hall into the kitchen.

      “Willow is keeping a secret about Jack Crown,” Nichole said, opening the cabinet to get out three wineglasses. Gail opened the bottle of chilled Chardonnay she’d brought and poured three glasses.

      “She is?”

      “I’m not,” Willow said, entering the room. “I knew him in high school.”

      “How come you never mentioned it before now?” Nichole asked.

      Willow sighed and took a long swallow of her wine. “Let’s sit down if you’re going to grill me. I ordered a pizza and it should be arriving in fifteen minutes.”

      “Good,” Gail said with a big smile. “Plenty of time for you to tell us all about your Jack.”

      “He’s not my Jack … I tutored him when he was a junior.”

      “What year were we in?” Nichole asked.

      “Freshman.”

      “That must have been humiliating for him,” Gail said.

      Willow flushed and looked down at her glass. “I have no idea. He needed help in English. That was all.”

      It didn’t take reporting skills for Nichole to know there was a lot more to the story than Willow was letting on.

      “Yeah, right,” Gail said.

      “Why didn’t you ever mention him to us?” Nichole asked.

      “Because he was just another kid I was tutoring. You guys didn’t want to hear about that.”

      “Was he cute back then?” Nichole asked. “He had to be. He has what scientists call the golden triangle. His face is perfectly symmetrical. He is beautiful,” Nichole said.

      “Don’t let him hear you say that. His head might explode,” Willow said.

      “That sounds like a lot more than just his old tutor talking. What happened between the two of you?” Gail asked.

      Willow finished her glass of wine and poured another. “He … he was just a teenage boy and I was a stupid teenage girl who thought that just because he was nice to me in private we were friends in public.”

      “Oh, Will, I’m so sorry,” Nichole said, putting down her glass to go and hug her friend. Gail joined them, rubbing Willow’s back.

      “That’s too bad. He seems like a fun guy now,” Nichole said.

      “You’d probably like him,” Willow said. “He keeps things light, the way you do.”

      Nichole wasn’t too sure she kept things light anymore. She certainly hadn’t been able to do that with Conner. She wanted something more with him, but wasn’t sure she trusted herself.

      “He’s not my type,” Nichole said, mentally comparing Jack to the clean-cut handsomeness of Conner. He’d suddenly become her fantasy man. No surprise there, given the chemistry that sizzled between them.

      “Since when?” Willow asked.

      “You don’t understand what I liked in my boy toys,” Nichole said.

      “Liked? Do you want something else now?” Gail asked. “This is exciting. Do you have a man in your life? One you’re serious about? I think you were grilling Willow to keep us from asking you about your life.”

      Nichole bit her lower lip. “Truthfully, there is a guy, but it’s complicated and I really don’t think anything is going to come of it. But I sort of wish something would.”

      “How could it be complicated?” Willow asked. Then she gasped. “Oh my God, is he married?”

      “God, no. Do I seem like the kind of woman who’d date a married man?”

      “You said it was complicated, and you don’t let anyone get too close,” Gail said gently.

      “I meant—never mind, I don’t want to talk about it,” she said, feeling hurt that her friends thought she’d get involved with someone who was married.

      “I’m sorry,” Willow said. “I guess you cut a little too close with your questions about Jack and I wanted to strike back. I know you’d never have an affair with a married man.”

      Nichole nodded but she wasn’t ready to forgive yet.

      “Don’t be mad, Nic. We can’t always choose the people we’re attracted to. We never thought you’d do anything with a married man, but that doesn’t mean you wouldn’t fall for one,” Willow said.

      “You’re right about not being able to choose who we fall in love with,” Gail added. “I never thought I’d fall in love with a playboy. I mean Russell just wasn’t my kind of guy … but then somehow I started caring for him.”

      “He was your kind of guy. You just couldn’t see it because of all the flashbulbs that surrounded him,” Nichole said, letting go of her hurt.

      “I had a crush on Jack in high school,” Willow blurted out. “It ended badly and I’ve been wanting to get back at him ever since.”

      “Get back how?” Nichole said.

      “Some kind of humiliating revenge. I thought I’d gotten past it, but I haven’t.”

      “Oh, dear,” Gail said.

      “Oh, dear? What are you, ninety-two?” Nichole asked. “Our BFF is contemplating revenge. We need to use stronger words here.”

      Gail shook her head. “Willow isn’t going to change her mind no matter what we say, and I have a feeling it’s going to be—”

      “Complicated!” Willow said. “Just like Nichole’s situation.”

      The women laughed as the doorbell rang. Once the pizza was on the table, talk turned to the TV show and Nichole let Conner and how he complicated her life dominate her thoughts. There had to be another way to get her story and still get him. Because she wasn’t ready to let him slip away just yet.

Six

      Conner worked up until the last moment when he could leave and get to his sister’s apartment but still be fashionably late. If Nichole had been here to see him, she’d have realized that he wasn’t a social animal. He dreaded parties and other social gatherings because he didn’t do small talk.

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