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last forever. It was imperative Alexandra earn her own way and contributed something to the household.
    “Oh, I’m sorry. I had wondered why he retired so young.”
    Her dad had known something was wrong before anyone did, and sold his practice before he did harm to his patients. At first, Alexandra had thought he was nuts to want to stay home with her mother all day, but then she realized he wasn’t playing golf for a reason.
    “We’re taking good care of him. I’m sure he’d appreciate your concern.” If he remembered Ms. Lassiter at all. His moments of lucidity were becoming further apart, which was depressing.
    “It seems like you have a lot going on.”
    Crap. Did the woman think she couldn’t handle the job? Alexandra should have kept her mouth shut.
    You talk too much, Princess .
    Alexandra straightened her shoulders. “If you hire me, I won’t disappoint you, Ms. Lassiter.”
    The woman nodded. “And if you do, you’re out. All right, I’ll give you a try. Shall we say six months? We’ll revisit the terms of your contract after the fall ratings period.” She extended a hand.
    Alexandra’s own hand shook a little as she grasped it. “Thank you.”
    “You may change your mind once you’ve tried to deal with Phil.”

Chapter 4
    W ill wasn’t a chi-chi bar type of guy. He was a lot more comfortable sitting in his boxers with a beer in front of the television, not that he did that much either. It was cheaper to drink at home, but it still wasn’t cheap. And when he got up at five A.M. every day to work on his own place before he went to work at someone else’s at seven, he didn’t need a hangover.
    Last year he’d bought a beat-up farmhouse on a quiet back road. He got it more for the acreage and the barn so he could store his equipment, but the place was coming along nicely. Every extra penny went into it, but tonight he’d be throwing down fifteen bucks a drink. He hoped the princess would be worth it.
    Will checked his watch. Ten-twenty-six. He’d almost cruised by the store Alex worked in, but thought that would be cheesy. He wasn’t even sure where it was—he was not a casino guy, aside from chowing down on the occasional burger at Bobby’s Burger Palace.
    Bar Americain was another Flay enterprise and lots more expensive. It was dark and sleek and posh, and Will felt like he stuck out like a sore thumb. He’d shaved, though, his jeans were clean, and he was wearing his only white button-down shirt under a navy Brooks Brothers blazer had mother had found at a thrift store. It had been missing all the fancy buttons for some reason, but she’d sewn new ones on.
    “Hey.” The voice behind him was a little breathless. Will turned to see the princess, still in her interview clothes. Her feet must be killing her in those red-soled stilettos.
    “So, how’d it go?”
    She grinned. Jeez, she had nice teeth. Probably never had to wear braces, either. Will remembered going to sleep with headgear and losing a couple of retainers in the cafeteria trash.
    “I got it! For six months anyway. I should still have time to take on other clients if they come along, too. And I quit this job!” She pointed in the general direction of the mall avenue downstairs.
    Her smile faded a little. “I probably shouldn’t have, but scheduling myself would have been a nightmare, and the pay is much better at Lassiter Broadcasting. I’ll do both until they can find a replacement, but that shouldn’t take long. I’ll have to visit each station every couple of weeks and organize everyone’s on-air wardrobe! I’ve got so many ideas!”
    She was pretty fizzy for sure. Will heard each and every exclamation point. Gone was the snooty young woman he’d crashed into.
    “Well, great. Congratulations!”
    She wiggled her cute butt up on the barstool. “I’ll have what you’re having!”
    “You sure? It’s iced tea.” He felt a little silly, but he needed the caffeine if he was going to stay up and attempt to be