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dinner? HAWK S LANDING Carol Lynne 75 Not at all. She glanced at the uncooked food. But are you sure you want to be alone? Who said anything about being alone? Brac winked. If I m going to be hounded by the press, I might as well prove to them I don t need to resort to blackmail to get a piece of ass. It was a very revealing statement. Kit had talked to Brac at length about his sex life, and she knew he didn t believe in random hook-ups. The fact that Brac was planning to go out with the intention of fucking a stranger scared her. Kit looked at Hawk. Why don t we get on a plane tonight? The three of us could be in Cattle Valley by midnight. Running away isn t the answer, Brac said, finishing off his beer. Neither is fucking some stranger, Kit reminded him. Brac leaned over and kissed Kit s forehead. I ll go to Wyoming with you, but let me take care of a few things here first. Let him go, Hawk whispered in her ear. Kit sighed, knowing she was outnumbered. We leave Saturday morning. * * * * Kit was leaving the spa after a long day of pampering when a man stopped her. You re that guy I saw on Entertainment World this morning. Excuse me? Kit slung her purse over her shoulder, her good mood evaporating. You re one of Brac Riesling s men, aren t you? Kit swallowed. She hadn t turned on the television before she left the house, so she had no idea what the man was talking about. Excuse me, she said, pushing by the man. The moment she was in the car, Kit called Hawk. Hey, hon, I ve been trying to call you, Hawk answered. What s going on? Kit asked. The story broke, only it s not just the harassment allegations the press is having a field day with. Kit heard voices in the background. Hang on, Hawk said. Kit glanced around while she waited for Hawk to get back on the line. She noticed several photographers snapping her picture and immediately pulled away from the kerb after putting her phone on speaker. What the hell was going on? HAWK S LANDING Carol Lynne 76 You still there? Hawk asked. Why are there people trying to take my picture? Kit asked, navigating traffic. I need you to meet me and Brac at the executive airstrip. When her hands began to shake, Kit pulled to the side of the road. Hawk, what s happened? Evidently there was a photographer outside the house yesterday. They have pictures of everything, Brac in drag, me standing beside him while he was changing his clothes, the three of us in the kitchen. It s a fucking mess, and the only thing I can do is get the two of you the hell out of town. Although their activities the previous evening were completely innocent, Kit could only imagine the stories the tabloids were conjuring up. How s Brac? Believe it or not, he s holding up pretty well. We re both worried about you, though. He s afraid you ll try to blame yourself again. Kit took several deep breaths before getting the car back onto the road. She d been through worse things but this was different. What was the point of living the life she wanted to live if it ruined the futures of the people she loved? We re pulling in to the airport now. We ll take off as soon as you get here, Hawk informed her. Tell Brac I m sorry. I won t do that and neither will you. You ve done nothing wrong. Kit turned the corner. She wanted to argue but knew it wouldn t get her anywhere when Hawk was in protective mode. I ll be there in about twenty minutes. She hung up and dialled someone she thought could help Brac. The Gym, Rio answered the phone. How s business? Good. How re you doing, sweet thing? Rio asked. Not good. I have a problem, and I m hoping you can help, she began. I d do anything for you, you know that. Kit hadn t but it was nice to hear. Is it possible to hide someone from the press in Cattle Valley? Sure. After the grandstand collapse, the town closed ranks pretty damn fast. Why, what s going on? HAWK S LANDING Carol Lynne 77 Kit filled Rio in on what had happened. By the time she pulled into the airport s parking lot, Rio had not only agreed to help her, but had promised to speak to Ryan about getting the sheriff s department involved if need be. Thanks, she said. I owe you. Rio laughed. We re friends. You don t owe friends. I ll remember that. Kit hung up the phone and dropped it in her purse. She boarded [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |