"Ghost writers?" he asked, with a smirk.I stopped."What did you say?" I asked, my voice caught between amusement and fear."The title, of the first pie...e Suzanne asked me to write about you. If it hadn't been for that we'd never have met," James' voice reminded me gently, penetrating my consciousness though a haze of alcohol.Suzanne. This was why I was here. What else had she said to James about me?"Tell me about that," I sat my glass down on the table. "How did that all come about anyway?". Later after a drink at our place we had a chance to get acquainted andlet my heart slow down we got in the Lincoln with Brad driving. I wassitting next to him with Moira and Bob in the back. I heard some gigglingin the back as we headed to the restaurant that bothered me, but I didn'tdare look around. I just tried to keep up a conversation with Brad todistract myself from the back seat.We enjoyed a wonderful dinner and then moved to a dance club for theremainder of the evening. It was so nice. More

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