I almost lost it
when you said it. It was perfect! ”
“ Is this a joke? ” I said.
“ Of course it is, ” Blackwell said. “ Iris is one of the few people who loves bitchy word play as
much as I do. We ’ ve
been doing this routine for years, only in private. Tonight was a show just for you, my
dear. A fine way to energize the
party. Because of us, you won ’ t
soon forget this evening — and that is the point. Now, Jennifer, close your mouth and stop
looking like a goddamned guppy. Alex, you sly fox — you already knew what we were doing,
so bravo to you for keeping mum. Lisa, stop looking so horrified or mystified or whatever the hell it is
I ’ m
seeing on your face. Be more like
Tank here — I think he rather enjoyed the show, but I also think he was
on to us. Were you, Tank? ”
“ I might have had an idea. ”
“ I thought so — you can ’ t get much past a
former SEAL. ” She raised a hand to catch our waiter ’ s
attention. When he came over,
Blackwell said to the table, “ Showtime ’ s
over. Let ’ s
order drinks so we can toast our guest of honor — Lisa
Ward. ”
* * *
When dinner was over and the plates had been cleared, I
felt happy and spent. What an
evening it had been with my closest friends — and
with my new friend Iris Masterson — not to mention with my fantastic
boyfriend, who had held my hand beneath the table during those moments when we
weren ’ t
eating.
Marco Boss and Kevin were never mentioned, so the mood was
kept high and light, especially after Blackwell and Iris ’ unexpected
hijinks. I was finally able to
catch up with Jennifer — we talked of her time in Singapore,
the movie deal, what it was like to work with Iris, how she couldn ’ t
wait to read the newly edited book, and how much she and Alex were looking
forward to joining us at the Wenn Publishing party.
“ We ’ ll all go together, ” she said.
“ Done, ” I said. “ And
potentially fun. ”
“ I ’ ll be staying with Alex again tonight. Send me the manuscript tonight via
email. I ’ ll read
it straight away. ”
“ You ’ re practically living together at
this point. ”
“ I thought you needed to be alone so you could finish your
book. You didn ’ t
need me lurking around to distract you. After tonight, if you want, I plan on spending the rest of the week at
the apartment with you. ” Her
eyes met mine. “ After
all, we do have a lot to catch up on … . ”
That was code for “ We totally need to talk about Alex
and me, you and Tank, and everything in between. ”
“ Agreed, ” I said. “ I ’ ve
missed you. ”
“ So, tonight, I ’ ll be with Alex. And, you know, you might be with someone
else. ”
“ I think we ’ re being set up, Tank, ” Alex said.
“ I can deal with being set up like that, ” he said.
Alex nodded at him. “ Same here. ” He
turned to Jennifer and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek just as our waiter
approached the table with a martini on a round tray.
“ Final cocktail for the lady? ” he said to me.
I hadn ’ t ordered it, but I wouldn ’ t
have put it past Jennifer to order one for me. I looked around the table. “ Are one of you trying to get me
drunk? ” I
said. “ I ’ m
only drinking it if the rest of you have another one with me. Otherwise, no way. ”
The waiter smiled at me. “ It ’ s actually from an
admirer, Ms. Ward. He purchased the
martini and asked me to bring it and this envelope to you at the end of the
evening. ”
Blackwell rubbed her hands together. “ My plan is working. People are starting to recognize her. ”
“ Where is he? ” I asked.
The waiter placed the martini down in front of me and
handed me the envelope, which wasn ’ t sealed. Inside was a piece of paper. “ Actually, he left some time ago. ”
Tank held out his hand for the envelope. I
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