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Somehow she’d find a way to make it work. To guarantee sales for Mac while allowing Cade to hang onto his pride, however damaged it may be.
“ What else would you like to know about this ‘has been’?” Cade asked as he reached for his glass.
She opened her mouth to argue, to tell him that he wasn’t a ‘has been’, but the look in his eyes told her it would be useless. That was something he would have to work out for himself.
Her gaze dropped to the mini-cassette recorder on the table in front of her. Despite having done countless interviews in the past , she suddenly f ound herself struggling with what to ask next . “I...uh...”
“Ask him about the hordes of females he used to have tagging along after him ,” Burk prompted with a grin.
H ordes ? She couldn’t keep a brow from arching at that. Cade was the sort of man to catch a woman’s eye, so having them chase after him didn’t surprise her. But hordes? Of course, he’d been a rodeo star . She supposed that came with the territory. While t he women in Cade’s past weren’t something she cared to hear about, the public would.
Lacy fingered the cassette player. “So b eing the big rodeo star you were, I guessing you had a different woman in your bed every night.”
Burk chuckled. “You got that right. Cade drew the ladies in like flies to honey.”
“He’s exaggerating,” Cade muttered.
“Wish I were, but it’s true. Even after he married. Women came at him like herds of stampeding cattle”
Her attention shifted back to Cade, disappointment surging through her. One thing she couldn’t stand was a man who was unfaithful. Her last boyfriend was that kind of man. “Your wife didn’t care?”
Burk answered for him. “Why should she? Once she came into his life she was the only woman on his mind. The other women never stood a chance. ”
“Oh,” Lacy said , relieved to hear Cade hadn’t forgotten his vows to his wife.
“You sound surprised,” Cade said with a frown.
“I have to admit that I imagined women going in and out of your bedroom in shifts. Wife or not. ”
“You wouldn’t be the first journalist to think that. But they were wrong. There’s only been one woman in my bed since I married and that was my wife. Of course, I don’t have to worry about you putting that i n your story. It would hurt sales. You and I both know that all those horny women who read your magazine want to know they stand a chance with a rodeo star, married or not.” Cade pushed away from the table and stood and carried his plate over to the sink and tossed it in with a clatter.
Lacy turned off the recorder. This wasn’t going to work. She wasn’t any better than all th ose ‘ horny women ’ Cade referred to. Her ending up in his bed had been purely accidental . H er wishing he had been in it with her made her one of those desperate women who fantasized about being with a man like Cade.
“Excuse me.” Grabbing her things, Lacy fled to the privacy of the guestroom, closing the door behind her. She sagged against it with a sigh. Not once in all her years of being a reporter had she ever considered giving up an assignment, but this time she had no choice. Things had gotten too complicated. She would call Mac in the morning and let him know. Then she’d start the job search all over again.
She crossed the room and knelt by the bed to pull out her suitcase . Setting it on the bed, s he had just reached for the zipper when her cell phone rang. Pulling it from her purse, she flipped it open.
“Hello? ”
“Ms. Dalton?”
“Yes.”
“Please hold, Dr. Michaels will be right with you.”
She dropped onto her stomach across the bed and waited for her grandmother’s doctor to come to the phone, her heart sinking with every passing second.
The classical music playing in the phone during her wait was replaced by a man’s voice.
“ What else would you like to know about this ‘has been’?” Cade asked as he reached for his glass.
She opened her mouth to argue, to tell him that he wasn’t a ‘has been’, but the look in his eyes told her it would be useless. That was something he would have to work out for himself.
Her gaze dropped to the mini-cassette recorder on the table in front of her. Despite having done countless interviews in the past , she suddenly f ound herself struggling with what to ask next . “I...uh...”
“Ask him about the hordes of females he used to have tagging along after him ,” Burk prompted with a grin.
H ordes ? She couldn’t keep a brow from arching at that. Cade was the sort of man to catch a woman’s eye, so having them chase after him didn’t surprise her. But hordes? Of course, he’d been a rodeo star . She supposed that came with the territory. While t he women in Cade’s past weren’t something she cared to hear about, the public would.
Lacy fingered the cassette player. “So b eing the big rodeo star you were, I guessing you had a different woman in your bed every night.”
Burk chuckled. “You got that right. Cade drew the ladies in like flies to honey.”
“He’s exaggerating,” Cade muttered.
“Wish I were, but it’s true. Even after he married. Women came at him like herds of stampeding cattle”
Her attention shifted back to Cade, disappointment surging through her. One thing she couldn’t stand was a man who was unfaithful. Her last boyfriend was that kind of man. “Your wife didn’t care?”
Burk answered for him. “Why should she? Once she came into his life she was the only woman on his mind. The other women never stood a chance. ”
“Oh,” Lacy said , relieved to hear Cade hadn’t forgotten his vows to his wife.
“You sound surprised,” Cade said with a frown.
“I have to admit that I imagined women going in and out of your bedroom in shifts. Wife or not. ”
“You wouldn’t be the first journalist to think that. But they were wrong. There’s only been one woman in my bed since I married and that was my wife. Of course, I don’t have to worry about you putting that i n your story. It would hurt sales. You and I both know that all those horny women who read your magazine want to know they stand a chance with a rodeo star, married or not.” Cade pushed away from the table and stood and carried his plate over to the sink and tossed it in with a clatter.
Lacy turned off the recorder. This wasn’t going to work. She wasn’t any better than all th ose ‘ horny women ’ Cade referred to. Her ending up in his bed had been purely accidental . H er wishing he had been in it with her made her one of those desperate women who fantasized about being with a man like Cade.
“Excuse me.” Grabbing her things, Lacy fled to the privacy of the guestroom, closing the door behind her. She sagged against it with a sigh. Not once in all her years of being a reporter had she ever considered giving up an assignment, but this time she had no choice. Things had gotten too complicated. She would call Mac in the morning and let him know. Then she’d start the job search all over again.
She crossed the room and knelt by the bed to pull out her suitcase . Setting it on the bed, s he had just reached for the zipper when her cell phone rang. Pulling it from her purse, she flipped it open.
“Hello? ”
“Ms. Dalton?”
“Yes.”
“Please hold, Dr. Michaels will be right with you.”
She dropped onto her stomach across the bed and waited for her grandmother’s doctor to come to the phone, her heart sinking with every passing second.
The classical music playing in the phone during her wait was replaced by a man’s voice.
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