Kiss the Girl by Susan Sey

Author:Susan Sey [Sey, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781938580000
Publisher: Susan Sey
Published: 2012-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Darryl Johnson spoke to the pretty reporter while Erik stood by, ready to slap some sense into the kid if he showed the slightest sign of veering into exhibitionism. So far, so good, but Erik stopped watching when he spotted a man with a conservative haircut and an expensive shirt standing near the bathroom with Nixie.

He’d clearly cut her off from the herd and Erik didn’t care for the way his thick white fingers squeezed her shoulder, like she was a melon at the market.

Mary Jane arrived at his elbow. “Hey,” she said. “Who’s the hair do feeling up Nixie?”

“That would be Senator Edward Harper.”

“Oooh.” Mary Jane’s eyes went wide and she peeked around Erik’s arm to get a better look. “As in the father of James Harper? The guy who--”

“--cheated on her with her own mom? Yeah.”

“Nixie should have accidentally stomped on the guy’s foot half a dozen times by now. If not for feeling her up then certainly for fathering such an asshole.” Mary Jane looked up at him. “You should go say hello.”

Erik watched the Gentleman from Virginia knead Nixie’s shoulder with those soft white fingers. “Yeah, I might do that.”

He waded through the crowd, making liberal use of his elbows. He planted himself at Nixie’s side, close enough that she had to tilt her head back to look him in the face.

“Nice work today, Nixie,” he said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. He gave her a squeeze that forced Harper to release her. “You’ve worked a miracle. Mama Mel is now a celebrity in her own right.”

“She was great, wasn’t she?” She patted Erik’s lapel and leaned in confidentially. “She only said cheap-ass once.”

“I know. You did good work, Nixie.”

“Thanks.” Nixie gave him a smile so dazzling and generous that he blinked, momentarily stunned.

The Senator took advantage of his inattention to step forward and offer a hand. “I’m Edward Harper,” he said. “My son is an old friend of Nixie’s.” He gave Nixie an intimate smile.

“Old is right,” Erik said cheerfully. He turned to Nixie. “Didn’t you kick that guy to the curb in Kenya a couple months back?”

Nixie made some kind of noise.

“Sort of,” she said, her eyes locked studiously on his lapel. She patted it again then stepped back so Erik could shake the man’s hand.

“This is Dr. Erik Larsen,” she said to the Senator. “He’s a volunteer here at the clinic, as well as a board member. In his other life, he’s a cardio-thoracic surgeon at GW.”

“Senator Larsen’s boy?” James asked, his eyes going bright with interest. Suddenly, Erik felt a lot like a melon up for inspection himself. “Impressive.”

Erik didn’t think he was talking about his medical credentials as much as his bloodlines. The old claustrophobia crept up on him, a cloud of doubt covering the sun.

“So.” The man released Erik’s hand and put his hand on Nixie’s elbow. “I’ll give James the message, will I?”

Erik frowned again at the easy way he laid his hands on Nixie’s person. “Message?”

Harper gave him a professional smile, this time with an ugly edge.

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