Page 32 of Nothing to the Wedding

“Relax!I get it.Bad language, sexy talk, maybe the occasional make-out session.We don’t have a lot of violence in our lives, right now, I can’t make any guarantee about the future.Funny though that people balk more at the sight of nipples than someone getting their head blown off, but, hey, we live in New York, anything could happen.”She gasped.“Maybe Toria could fall in love with a mugger or something.Imagine!Have a good day at work, dear!Bring me back a stranger’s Rolex!”

He just smirked.“You’ll have a roving camera crew follow you, kind of like we did with the documentary.There will be some setups—”

“Unlike the documentary…” Her chin rose until her eyes met the ceiling.“Didn’t you say that day in Boston that reality TV wasn’t the essence we were going for?”

“Yeah, and your USP is your authenticity.You’re the woman’s woman.”

“The poor woman’s woman.Formerly.”

It was nice that he still enjoyed her after all this time.“When I say setups, we’re not talking straight lies.I mean people popping in or we’ll run an event.Your gift is drama.”

“Comedy and tragedy, don’t they make the world go round?”

“No, that would be sex and money.And you have both.”

A knock at the suite door switched their focus.

“Ah, is that our esteemed new people?”she asked.“Producers you said, right?”

“They’re just getting started.”

“So they’renewnew people.Okay.This should be interesting.I don’t mind green… though I’m more used to the paper variety.”

The butler entered first.

“I told him just to bring them in when they arrived.”

“Sure,” she said, standing up in time with Hatfield, straightening her skirt.“And who would—”

“Roxie!”

She knew that voice.Her attention leaped up to the woman rushing toward her.“Bambi, honey!”

The woman grabbed her into a hug and squeezed her tight.The butler was already on his way out, but there was Struan, Bambi’s guy, coming toward them.

Okay, so they weren’t sonewnew after all.

NINE

“WHAT ARE YOU two lovelies doing here?”she asked when Bambi released her from the hug.

“Rox, these are our new producers.”

New in the industry, this particular genre anyway, from what she knew.

“Your our…?Okay, someone fill me in.”

Struan explained while everyone found a seat.“Zairn called a while back, asked if we’d be interested in running LoKys for you.”

Her joy came in an inhale that ended with a smile.“I knew I liked that guy for a reason.”

“He knew we’d been looking for something in that ballpark.In the industry without…”

“Needing to associate with your twin brother?”

Struan accepted the premise.“Close, yeah.”

“On the money,” Bambi clarified.“This is Roxie.We don’t lie to Roxie.”