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“How can you say that? She grew up on this beach. She used to vacation here with her family. Lindy’s father has never paid her a cent. That trailer park is all they have. Don’t you get that?”
“What I get is that you made the right decision.”
“What are you talking about?” Her eyes glared.
“There’s no way we can do this.” I grabbed her around the waist, despite the way she struggled in my arms. “And you not cause problems for me. You’d write another story just as damaging if you got the chance.”
“Me cause problems for you?” Her tone was irritated.
“You disagree?” I studied her eyes. She was breathing heavy and her skin was still warm from the sun. I couldn’t believe I had spent two days on the beach. We had significantly increased my total number of lazy minutes.
“Ugh. I hate it when you’re right.” She threw her arms next to her side. “If I wrote the story now you’d probably have to buy the rest of South Padre to recover from it.”
“I know I would.” I chuckled. “Now that we have that settled, do you know what you’re going to say to your editor tomorrow?”
She considered my question. It took her awhile to answer. “You want me to trade story choice for this planted piece of public relations?”
“If you don’t report it, someone else will. I’m giving you something to wield before you head into that meeting.” I leaned back on my elbows. The wind fluttered through her hair.
“True. It’s bound to be picked up tomorrow.” She chewed on the side of her lip. “And you think my boss will go for it?”
“It’s worth a try.”
Her face softened. I smiled as she lowered herself on my chest, resting her head over my heart. I tangled my fingers through her hair.
“I’ll try it. But I can’t promise anyone will paint you in as positive light as I will,” she teased.
“I’m hoping one that’s much better.”
“Hey!” She assaulted my sides with her fingers.
I looked at my watch over her head. “It looks like we only have three hours of this weekend left. What do you say we take this party inside?”
“What’s in there?” she teased.
“Ok, never mind. Let’s keep it going right here.” I pulled her on top of me, bringing her lips crushing down on mine.
I was worried I might get used to this, but the instant I heard her moan my name, I knew this was a weekend I wouldn’t forget. I’d rather crack open another bottle of wine and spend the night loving Sydney into oblivion if it would make time stand still.
18
Sydney
I straightened the pleats on my skirt. I rehearsed what Mason and I had gone over. This was the right thing to do. I had to remove myself from the situation. I had flashbacks to my ethics class. It heavily focused on slander and defamation, but I hadn’t forgotten the discussion on sources. The last thing I wanted to be as a new reporter was labeled as unethical and biased. I held my breath and counted to eight. Somehow that always seemed to help, but right now all I felt were sweaty palms and a nervous stomach.
“Paige, come on in.” Alice called across the newsroom. Her door was cracked.
I closed it behind me and turned to take a seat.
“Did you have a good weekend?” I asked.
I knew nothing about Alice’s personal life, other than she was married. She wore a simple gold band on her left hand. There wasn’t a picture in the office. Not even a shot of a dog, or a landscape.
“It was a weekend.” Her lips were so thin they almost formed a straight line when she wasn’t smiling. “I got your email. Let’s talk.”
There was too much silence. Too much space in between our words. “Well, thank you for seeing me so quickly this morning. I need to talk to you about something.” I could feel the plan unraveling. Alice stared at me, and my resolve to be a hard-ass negotiator seemed ridiculous.
“It’s Monday. My schedule is filling up. What do you have for me?” She chewed on the bottom of a pen.
