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press kit? Interview them?”
    “Possibly.” He smiled at her, done and wanting out.
    “Can I see the story before you finalize it? To at least make sure my quotes are right?” If he used the “fat, ugly or poor” comment, she’d die.
    “I’m a journalist, Jane. I don’t take dictation.” His eyes became blue ice for just a second. She’d insulted him, she realized in despair. He forced a smile. “Story will be out in three weeks. I’ll make sure you get advance copies of the magazine. Can I use your john?”
    “Sure, sure.” She led him to the lobby and stopped at Gail’s desk to point down the hall. “On your left.”
    “I most certainly will not tell you what I’m wearing,” Gail said into the phone. Seth immediately honed in. So did she.
    “Yes, that’s very bad,” Gail continued. “You should be punished. Oh, ick. Not if you like it.”
    “Gail!” Janie tilted her head at Seth.
    Gail mouthed, Sorry.
    Seth laughed. “Kink calls? Now that’s what I call customized service.”
    “Our ad got mixed up with a sex line. It’s straightened out now, but you wouldn’t believe how long people hang on to those weeklies.”
    “Interesting.” He eyed her closely, curious and questioning. He didn’t believe her?
    “It’s true, really.”
    “Sure. By the way, I’d lose the dancing hearts on your Web site. Kind of goofy.”
    “Oh, that’s being changed.” She went hot with embarrassment. Kylie was fixing the childish Web site. The Web designer had been inexperienced—and just fifteen. She hoped Seth hadn’t looked until after the “just married” list had been removed from the “New to the Book of the Possibles ” section.
    He sauntered off toward the restroom.
    “And the phone sex is really a mistake!” she called to him.
    “How did it go?” Gail whispered when he was out of sight.
    “Terrible. He zoned in on the bad stuff. Stalkers and gold diggers and our finances. And that phone call, for all I know. He doesn’t have a feel for us at all.”
    “So invite him to the skating party.” Gail thrust the Skate World flyer at her. “He can interview clients. Maybe he’ll even meet someone.”
    “Are you kidding? He’s a Stubborn Single, no question.”
    “Maybe he’s just a Scared Single, did you think of that? Recovering from a broken heart? At least invite him.”
    “Maybe.” She couldn’t imagine Seth Taylor on skates.
    “Oh, listen, Cole Sullivan called.”
    “Why? Was he mad about the mistake?”
    “He sounded strange. I couldn’t tell what he wanted.”
    “Strange? He sounded strange? That’s bad. Lawyers who sound strange are considering a lawsuit.”
    “More dreamy, I guess. Dazed. Maybe we should have Deborah Ramsdale call him. You know, give him something to cling to?”
    “Good idea. Get her number in London from her office—Leland and Associates.” She became aware that Seth was at her elbow. She shot him a gracious smile. “Thanks for coming, Seth. I just…I hope you will call with any questions.”
    “Come to our mixer,” Gail said, thrusting a flyer into his chest. “Thursday…seven…Skate World…Scottsdale.”
    He looked at the flyer, then at Janie. “Skate World?”
    “It’s a networking party. On wheels. You could interview clients in an easy, informal setting. Doesn’t that sound like fun?” She sounded like a camp counselor coaxing a homesick kid to enjoy himself.
    “I’ll think about it.” He folded the flyer in fourths and tucked it into his jacket pocket, where the dry cleaner would discover it some months later. No way would he show.
    He turned for the door.
    “Call me?” she urged him as he passed out the door, taking her hopes with him. “With any questions at all! Any! At all!”
    She turned back to find Gail staring at her, eyes wide. “My God, you want him,” she said.
    “I do not.” She sighed. “Do you think he could tell?”
    “Probably not.” Gail was lying for her benefit.
    “I can just feel he’s going to