Ellis nearly choked on his beer. Dee pounded him on the back and Kendra could tell she was trying hard not to laugh. He shook his head. ‘No, nothing like that. Honestly, she’s much closer to Garrett than she is me. Why don’t you talk to him?’
She looked over the deck railing to where Garrett was now chatting with Wade. He was the last person she wanted to talk to, but it would be really something to spend time working with Tess Delaney. And the truth was she was bored with being a lady of leisure. Though she was set for money for a long time to come, even had the funds set aside to buy a house whenever she got round to actually looking for one, a bit of interesting work, a chance to pick the brain of the woman who created such tantalizing tales would be the perfect distraction. She waited until Garrett was alone, down on the dock. He’d stepped aside to answer his cell phone. She’d just catch him when he hung up and ask him a few basic questions, then leave him to his ruminations and that would be that. It couldn’t take too long.
‘Now’s not a good time, Don,’ Garrett hissed into the phone. ‘I’m at my brother’s engagement party.’
‘Tell Ellis congratulations for me,’ his publicist said. ‘This’ll only take a minute, then you can get right back to the party.’
Garrett gave a gargantuan shrug. ‘What do you want?’
‘I just wanted to let you know that I’ve put it out among some of my close friends and more respected colleagues that Tess Delaney is looking for a PA.’
‘You did what?’
‘Well, I didn’t know what else to call it. I thought I could maybe screen the candidates for you. I also know some folks who have connections with the actors’ guilds and they may be able to send some possible candidates as well. I mean, we have to get on this, Garrett – that is if you’re absolutely sure you won’t just go to the award banquet as yourself.’
‘I already told you, no. Let me do the screening. If this woman is going as my date, I need to at least like her and trust that she knows enough about my work to pull it off.’ Though in all honesty he was finding it very difficult to imagine how he’d ever find someone who would understand Tess Delaney on a level that could convince people she was the woman who lived inside Garrett Thorne’s mind. But then, he wasn’t the one she’d have to convince, was she? She’d just have to convince Tess Delaney’s fans, and writers were often quite different than their loyal fans imagined them to be.
‘I insist.’ He interrupted Don’s list of reasons as to why he should choose the future Tess Delaney rather than Garrett.
There was a moment of silence, and for a second Garrett thought they’d lost the connection. ‘All right then,’ Don spoke at last. ‘I’ll send you the résumés of the candidates. But remember what I told you. She’d better be good, or you’re outed. It’s not my call. That’s just the way it is.’
Garrett hung up without saying goodbye. ‘Asshole,’ he growled, as he stuffed the BlackBerry back in his pocket.
‘So tell me about Tess Delaney.’
Garrett jumped. He hadn’t even seen Kendra until she was right on him.
‘Jesus,’ he said. ‘Do you always sneak up on people like that? Were you listening to my conversation?’ The minute he said it he realized his mistake and the phantom burn from her hand to his left cheek flared with a vengeance.
She thrust her hands on her hips and glared at him. ‘I wasn’t sneaking, and why the hell would I be listening to your conversation?’
He thought she was going to turn around and leave, but instead she took a step closer. ‘Ellis just told me that you know Tess Delaney. Is that true?’
‘Why?’ He stepped back dangerously close to the edge of the dock.
‘Well, Stacie said she needed some kind of PR help and PR’s my specialty.’
‘She doesn’t need your kind of PR help,’ he said.
‘What the hell’s that supposed to mean? And how would you know anything about PR needs? I’m damn good at what I do, and if anybody could solve her PR problem, I could.’
‘Oh, I doubt that,’ he said. Another big mistake.
She took another step closer, folding her arms across her chest, and if looks could kill, he’d have been well dead and buried. ‘Why don’t you let her be the judge of that?’ she said.
‘Trust me on this, you’re not right for the job,’ he said. ‘I know Tess Delaney, and she’s looking for someone way more cooperative than you are.’ Jesus, why the hell couldn’t he keep his mouth shut?