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“I know what you’re thinking, but she didn’t steal my name, too. She was born a month before me.”
The lines that had been etched into my forehead since he stepped out of the car deepened. “I’m so confused…”
He nodded. “I felt the same way when I saw Dr. Phil unveiled at our annual new-product presentation.”
“Dr. Phil?”
“That’s what I’d named the vibrator I’d invented. You know, before Dr. Phil started onOprah,he used to host self-help seminars, and now he’s a relationship guru.” Kelly shrugged. “Isn’t that what a vibrator is? Self-help when you’re in a bad relationship? Anyway, the company I work for renamed it Butterfly Kisses or some shit like that, so it’s probably why you never heard of Dr. Phil the vibrator.”
I rubbed my temples. “Listen, Kelly, I’m not sure where the mix-up occurred, but the contest winner was supposed to be a woman. It wasn’t open to men.”
He wagged a finger at me. “That’s what I initially assumed, but I checked the rules on the website before I entered, and it didn’t mention that you had to be a woman.”
The stretch limo started to pull away. I raised my hand and yelled, “Wait!” But the damn thing kept going.
I shook my head. “Well, I’m sorry the podcast must’ve forgotten to put that in the rules, but I can’t share a hotel room with a man.”
“Still haven’t forgiven the gender for what your ex did, so you don’t want to be around a man, huh?”
“What?No!I mean, yes, I’m still angry at my ex, but no, that’s not the reason I don’t want to share a room with a man.”
“So what’s the problem?”
“I’m just not comfortable doing that.”
“Is it because you’re attracted to me?” He pointed to his eyes and fluttered his long, dark lashes. “Some people call these bedroom eyes.”
Oh my God.“Listen, Kelly. I’m really sorry for the mix-up. But I’m not going on this trip with you. I was already hesitant about sharing space with a woman. There’s just no way I can go with you.”
He nodded. “I understand.”
“You do?”
Kelly rubbed his bottom lip with his thumb. “What if I get my own room? And just catch a ride with you on the PJ and share the meal and alcohol plan that comes with the hotel stay?”
I shook my head. “I don’t know…”
We were still standing out in front of the private-jet terminal. A guy in a uniform walked over. “Ms. McGraw?”
I turned. “Yes?”
“Your flight is ready to board.”
“Okay. Can you just…give me one moment, please?”
“Sure. But that’s all we have. The air traffic controller is backed up, and if we don’t take off in the next fifteen minutes, we’re going to lose our spot.”
I nodded. “I’ll just be a minute.”
Kelly lifted a brow. “So what do you say? Am I in?”
I didn’t want to go on a trip with this guy, but I felt badly about the mix-up. Plus, how could I say no when he was willing to get a separate room? I took a deep breath and nodded. “Okay, but you need to find your own place to stay.”
“Sweet!” An adorable, dimpled smile slid across his face. Kelly grabbed his luggage and motioned to the door with a wide swing of his hand. “Shall we?”
I sighed. “I guess so.”
A few minutes later, we were walking side by side on the tarmac, making our way to the plane. “For a second there, I was thinking this wasn’t going to happen,” he said. “But once I heard your last name, I knew it was fate.”
