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Jacey stiffened. “That’s bullshit.”
Mona immediately nodded in agreement. “Oh, of course it is. Digg is much too honorable to cheat. And he’s much too old-fashioned a guy to take up with someone…with someone….”
Someone who was one step away from a gang as a kid, who had street smarts but no real education, and was the bastard child of a man loved by much of TV-watching America?
“Someone from Hollywood,” Mona finished.
Same difference.
Though Jacey already knew she and Digg were worlds apart, Mona’s words still stung. “You’re imagining things.”
Mona’s smug smile never faded. “Well, I wanted to warn you, for your own good. Some of the other players aren’t as understanding. There have been grumblings. I’d hate for Digg to lose his chance at winning all because of you.”
She turned and walked toward the door. “Good night, Jacey. Hope the Derryville Demon doesn’t get you in your sleep.”
No, but Jacey wouldn’t mind if he got Mona.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
MICK HAD PRIDED himself on having a few good ideas in his time. Sending a male exotic dancer to perform at his high school principal’s retirement party came to mind. But tonight had to rank right up there among the best.
Caroline absolutely glowed. She spent every minute of their time in the museum looking thoroughly happy. And he had to admit it, evenhehadn’t been bored, though he’d had fun pretending he was.
She’d finally forced him to admit he was having a great time. He’d never imagined how much he’d get out of the cool eeriness of an enormous building, empty but for walls filled with priceless art. Silent but for the sounds of their own footsteps echoing in room after room. He knew there had been other people around—he’d spotted two security guards, after all. But even with Maddy acting as tour guide and chaperone, he and Caroline had shared some pretty special hours. Hours he hoped she’d remember whenever she started hating him again. Or leaving him. Somehow it always seemed like they went down that road.
He shook off that unpleasant thought as the two of them arrived in their room late that night. They’d grabbed a quick dinner after spending a few hours in the museum and were now fully alone in one of the city’s more upscale hotels.
“I really like that guy who paints with the dots. I think I saw that painting inWar Games,” he said.
“Ferris Bueller’s Day Off,” Caroline explained as they dropped their overnight bags on the bed.
“You sure?”
She raised a droll brow. “Remember who you’re talking to here.”
“Ahh, yes,” he replied, sliding his arms around her waist, “the girl who drew me the character connection chart forDawson’s Creek.”
She nodded her head slightly, taking a modest bow. “And how wonderful to be appreciated by the man who used to think Homer Simpson was the greatest philosopher of our time.”
He hugged her tighter, liking the laughter on her lips and the warmth in her beautiful blue eyes. She slipped her arms around his waist, never breaking their stare, then gave him a sweet, warm little kiss of infinite tenderness.
“Mick, I can’t begin to tell you how much tonight meant to me. It was beyond anything I’ve ever imagined. I need Maddy’s address because I plan to send her a big bouquet of flowers.”
“And you can pay me back the next time the Cubs are in town.”
She nibbled her lip. “Sorry, I’ve never dated anyone who might be able to get us into the dugout.” Then her smile brightened. “But I could probably get you into the Emmy Awards.”
“Cast ofModern Familyusually there?”
“Maybe not since it went off the air. There go your Sofia Vergara fantasies.”
“Shucks.”
“Besides, if she were, she’d probably be with her hunky husband.”
He frowned and shook his head, trying hard to look jealous, though he knew she wasn’t serious. “Better stay away from Joe Manganiello. I don’t think your heart could take it. Maybe we should sit with theFrasiercrowd.”
“Oooh, that Niles, he makes me shiver,” she said with a deep sigh.
