his. “Well, when you speak to your friend,
please thank him for sending you my way. I'm really glad we met,
Jacey.” He looked deeply into her eyes, then leaned down to
gently kiss her lips.
Jacey
felt her body go weak with emotion. I'm swooning, she thought with a
mix of amusement and incredulity!
“ Did
you just swoon?” Alex asked.
Jacey
flinched with horror that he had read her mind. She suddenly felt
exposed and vulnerable.
“ I
don't swoon!” She shouted defensively. Yeah, and I don't lie
either, she thought, wondering who the hell she really was!
“ Relax
Jacey, I wasn't mocking you. I only asked because I felt it too,”
he said sweetly, taking her face in his hands and lifting her chin
towards him. He kissed her slowly and deliberately. She leaned her
body into his and they held each other in a warm embrace.
“ Jacey,
what do you say we get out of here. Let's move this budding romance
out into the real world. The crowds have got to be gone by now,”
he suggested.
“ Okay,”
she said. “I'll be right back after I powder my nose.”
Jacey found herself literally skipping off to the ladies' room. How
funny the little twists and turns of life can be, she mused. Just
hours ago, she had entered the building a brokenhearted wreck of a
woman, and now she would be leaving it a giddy young girl, who had
just been swept off her feet!
Alex
had not felt this happy in years. It was hard to meet a woman who was
as sweet, honest and authentic as Jacey was, he thought as he grabbed
his coat from the chair. His eyes fell upon her silently flashing
cellphone, which she had placed on the corner shelf near the outlet.
He hadn't meant to look, but it was impossible for him not to notice
the words, “ Main
Street Journal ,”
flashing across her screen.
Why
would the biggest newspaper in the area be calling her? He wondered.
He felt a shiver of dread through his body, and in an instant, he
knew what he needed to do. Taking a deep breath, he reached out and
hit “answer.”
“ Damn
it Smith, where the hell have you been? Did you get the scoop on that
Twitter guy or what?” A voice boomed out. “Don't you ever
leave me hanging like that again! I sent you out to the debate to
find out about that guy and that's the last I heard from you, aside
from your cryptic little 'I'm on it' text! You could have been lying
dead somewhere in a ditch for all I knew! If you ever do that to me
again, I will fire you ass on the spot! And you 'll have to go work
for the Weekly News, or some other rag! You hear me Jacey?” Mac
demanded.
Alex
stared at the phone in shock and disbelief. She's a reporter! He
thought, realizing the truth of who she really was. Without a word,
he hit “disconnect,” and silenced the angry voice on the
other end.
“ Did
you miss me?,” Jacey asked cheefully, as she bounded back into
the office.
Alex
turned to her, his face filled with pain and anger. “What
happened? What's wrong?” she asked in a panic. Then suddenly,
she saw it!
“ It's
for you.” He said, handing her the flashing cellphone.
“ Jacey
Smith, reporter for the Main
Street Journal .
So many questions, 'Never Have I Ever'! Oh, you're good! You just
sneaked right in there and got all the information you needed -- I
can't believe how stupid I am! What a sucker! Alright, get out of
here now! Go! I know you've got your little story to write! Just
leave me the hell alone, Jacey Smith!”
“ No,
please Alex, it's not like that! I promise you, it's really not like
that! I didn't mean for this to happen! You've got to believe me!”
Jacey pleaded in desperation.
“ Believe
you? You want me to believe you? That's a joke!” He fumed.
“ Please
trust me Alex, that's all I ask,” she begged.
“ Goodbye
Jacey Smith!” Alex turned his back to her and walked away.
“ Alex,
no, please don't leave, please let me explain, Alex, please!!!”
She called after him, but he ignored her pleas as he walked down the
hall to the front door