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And the surface was pleasing to the eye, sure, but as hopelessly drawingin coastal waters when a as about to break, that deeper current underneath that threatened to sweep you off your balance wasyour shoulders That undertow could drag you under and not let you up until it was too late

April was like that--as deeper wasAnd I had to reain, because otherwise, as with any powerful undertoas in danger of being sucked under and drowned by it--by her

Chapter 19

April

Froed with people, particularly the ladies, not spending too much time in any one place I also happened to notice an overt exchange of cards, which he tucked into the pocket of his charcoal gray suit jacket I took another few ain When I’d co soeous in that perfectly tailored suit that he’d taken my breath away

And that scruff…that delicious scruff was driving rowth, and he looked so yummy I wanted to eat him I wasn’t the only one Practically every other woazes, and it made me want to bitch-slap each and every one of the to take the tile myself Who, after all, would be there to speak tosmall talk with another assistant when a woet my attention

"Excuse me," she said I turned to her She was pretty, if a little ragged looking, as if she looked older than she actually was, even though I had no idea how old she really was I judged maybe a few years older than me She had pale blond hair with a fairly dark tan that obviously wasn’t natural, especially for someone who lived in a place like British Colue, Vancouver was listed as her hometown

"Hey there I’m April Weiss, Jordan Fawkes’s assistant May I help you?"

"Cynthia Nolan, TED assistant media coordinator I have a couple of journalists here ould like to schedule an intervieith Mr Fawkes"

"Certainly I can take care of that Would you like me to introduce them now? Then we can coordinate a tilance in Jordan’s direction "Uh…"

The wo that she was a journalist from USA Home Weekly, perked up "That would be wonderful, thanks"

With a wave of roup tohere Jordan was now conversing with another guy in a business suit, a TED badge hanging fro director for the conference

"Mr Fawkes, I have some people here who’d like to ht I’d make introductions and then schedule some interview tian, drawing his attention to the assistant media coordinator "This is Cynthia--"

"Cyndi?" Jordan said, his eyes widening At that sa a short-sleeved dress Around the top of her ar out from one of the sleeves, was a band tattoo that looked very familiar--a stylized wave pattern in three different shades of blue I’d seen an identical version of it around Jordan’s left arht

By the way these two had locked gazes, it was obvious they knew each other Cynthia hite underneath her tan, but she sood to see you"

Jordan visibly sed It took a minute for him to recover froood kind of surprise So I intervened "These are the journalists from USA Home Weekly ould like to meet with you to at the blonde "Uh, yeah That sounds great" His eyes finally drifted toward e to them A server with a drink tray passed near us and Jordan waved hi it in one gulp

"Uh--how’s your mom?" Jordan asked her

Cynthia, who looked as uncoht, considering And your parents? I saw them last year…last ti thee of the roo my phone from my purse "What time would you like to speak with Mr Fawkes? He’s free from three o’clock on"