Hot Streak by Susan Johnson

Author:Susan Johnson [Johnson, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 0553900927
Publisher: Random House Digital, Inc.
Published: 1990-01-02T08:00:00+00:00

In the few short moments since the police had departed, the entrance to the Merchandise Mart was awash with reporters who'd trailed Carey from the press conference. His abrupt departure hinted prominently at another story, and a crowd of reporters were milling about on the sidewalk. The two security men were hopelessly outnumbered.

When Allen's car pulled up, reporters surged over to it like a wave of curiosity. Allen and Molly alighted from the sleek black car, and the security men did their best to clear a path through the jostling throng.

“Did ya have a lovers' quarrel?”

“Hey, Allen, are you the lady's new escort?”

“Where's the little girl?”

“Is Carey here?”

“Has Carey skipped town?” He was not known for his faithfulness. The nasty barb was punctuated by the whirring click of camera shutters.

“Leave the lady alone, guys,” Allen said as he shoved his way through, one arm protectively around Molly's shoulder. “You heard all the news at the press conference.”

“You gonna be able to keep him, lady, in your love nest?”

Molly's face flushed pink at the crude question and her temper began a slow simmer. Now instead of some duchess being chased from a hotel or a starlet photographed nude on a secluded Adriatic beach, she was the newest object of their attention. The situation was without precedent in her extremely normal life and it annoyed her. Because of Carey's reputation, she became an occupant of a love nest. Personally, she viewed her old factory turned Merchandise Mart as an energetic business employing forty some people, catering to wholesalers in the approximate neighborhood of a quarter million customers a year. Hardly the accepted connotation of “love nest.”

Once inside the gate, Allen withdrew his arm. “Sorry, Molly. They must have followed Carey here.”

“There're more photographers than ever. Is this normal for him?” She straightened the belt on her dress, which had been grabbed as she pressed through the crowd.

“He's newsworthy, I guess.”

“His love life's newsworthy, you mean.”

Allen wasn't about to touch that with a ten-foot pole. “The entertainment business attracts attention—unfortunately.” He fell back on the platitudes.

“Carey Fersten's tastes attract attention even more.” There was a distinct snappishness in the softly spoken words.

Allen gauged the distance to the door and straightened his baseball cap in a nervous gesture. Normally he ran interference with Carey's irate females, but Molly Darian didn't fall into the usual category of transient playmate. He was treading on very delicate ground. “Try and ignore the reporters, Molly. They just like to sensationalize everything.”

“And with six nude starlets and Carey on a secluded Greek isle a year ago, sensationalizing is hardly required.” He'd been smiling, damn him, his hair still wet from the sea, she remembered, looking athletic and capable, as if one girl or several were no trouble at all.

Allen opened the door to Molly's stairway entrance with relief. Clearly, she wasn't in the mood to be pacified, and in any event, that week in April would be impossible to unsensationalize, anyway. No one had slept for more than a few hours the entire week.

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