A Will And A Way by Nora Roberts

Author:Nora Roberts [Nora Roberts]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin Enterprises Pty Ltd, Australia
Published: 1986-09-27T14:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“I know it’s Christmas Eve, Darla.” Michael picked up his coffee cup, found it empty and lifted the pot from his hot plate. Dregs. He bit off a sigh. The trouble with the Folley was that you had to hike a half a mile to the kitchen whenever the pot ran dry. “I know it’ll be a great party, but I can’t get away.”

That wasn’t precisely true, Michael mused as he listened to Darla’s rambles about a celebration in Manhattan. Everyone, according to her estimate, was going to be there. That meant a loud, elbow-to-elbow party with plenty of booze. He could have taken a day and driven into the city to raise a glass or two with friends. He was well ahead of schedule. So far ahead, he could have taken off a week and not felt the strain. The precise truth was, he didn’t want to get away.

“I appreciate that…you’ll just have to tell everyone Merry Christmas for me. No, I like living in the country, Darla. Weird? Yeah, maybe.” He had to laugh. Darla was a top-notch dancer and a barrel of laughs, but she didn’t believe life went on outside of the island of Manhattan. “New Year’s if I can manage it. Okay, babe. Yeah, yeah, ciao.”

More than a little relieved, Michael hung up. Darla was a lot of fun, but he wasn’t used to being clung to by a woman, especially one he’d only dated casually. The truth was, she was just as attracted to the influence he had with certain casting agents as she was interested in him. He didn’t hold it against her. She had ambition and talent, a combination that could work in the tough-edged business of entertaining if a dash of luck was added. After the holidays he’d make a few calls and see what he could do.

From the doorway, Pandora watched as Michael ran a hand along the back of his neck. Darla, she repeated silently. She imagined the women his taste leaned toward had names like Darla, or Robin and Candy. Sleek, smooth, sophisticated and preferably empty-headed.

“Popularity’s such a strain, isn’t it, darling?”

Michael turned in his chair to give her a long, narrowed look. “Eavesdropping’s so rude, isn’t it, darling?”

She shrugged but didn’t come in. “If you’d wanted privacy, you should’ve closed your door.”

“Around here you have to nail it shut for privacy.”

One brow raised, head slightly inclined, Pandora looked as aloof as royalty. “Your phone conversations have absolutely no interest for me. I only came up as a favor to Charles. You’ve a package downstairs.”

“Thanks.” He didn’t bother to hide amusement at her tone. If he knew Pandora, and he did, she’d listened to every word. “I thought these were your sacred working hours.”

“Some of us schedule our work well enough that we can take some time off during the holidays. No, no, let’s not bicker,” she decided abruptly before he could retaliate. “It is nearly Christmas after all, and we’ve had three weeks of peace from our familial practical jokers.

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