Page 48 of Playing for Keeps
He smiles widely. “Did you get everything you needed for the listing?”
“All set,” I reply, reaching past him to grab a prawn cracker.
“Hungry?”
“Absolutely starving.”
“Let’s eat in the living room,” he says, nodding toward the cartons. “Grab a couple of those.”
I gather two containers and follow him, settling onto the couch and curling my legs beneath me.
“What did you get?” I ask, peeking into the cartons.
“Chow mein, orange chicken, sweet and sour pork, spring rolls, and fries.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Expecting company? There’s no way we’re finishing all this.”
He shrugs. “I wasn’t sure what you liked.”
“Well, you nailed it. I like all of it.”
“Good.”
We eat in comfortable silence for a few minutes before Wyatt stands. “Do you want a drink?”
“Sure. What do you have?”
“Um…wine, beer, or soda.”
“I’ll take a wine, please.” I grin. “I’m off the clock now.”
He laughs. “One wine coming up.”
He’s back a few minutes later with a glass of red wine and a bottle of beer.
“Thanks,” I say, taking the glass from his hand. “How did it go with your publicist? Cleo, right?”
“Yeah, Cleo,” he says with a sigh. “She wants me to sign up for some celebrity dating show.” He shakes his head, clearly frustrated. “It was an immediate no, but she’s not exactly letting it go.”
I frown. “I thought she just wanted to go over details for the dinner tomorrow?”
“Yeah… that’s what I thought too.”
My eyes go wide. “Wait, it’s notWet and Wild,is it?”
He nods, looking annoyed. “That’s the one.”
“Oh my God, Ilovethat show! Ash too!”
He gives me a look, amused by my reaction. “Seriously?”
I nod, grinning. “It’s totally addictive!”
He laughs but shakes his head. “Still not happening.”
I take a sip of my drink. “Just tell Cleo you’re not interested. Doesn’t she work foryou?”
He lets out a heavy breath. “In theory, yeah. But I didn’t want to do the charity auction either, and here we are.”
