Miranda's Big Mistake by Jill Mansell

Author:Jill Mansell
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Man-woman relationships, Adultery, Humorous, Single women, Contemporary, General, Romance, Chick lit, Revenge, Fiction, Love stories
ISBN: 9781402218323
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc.
Published: 2009-06-01T10:00:00+00:00

Chapter 35

`You've been invited to Leila Monzani's wedding?' Adrian stared at Greg in disbelief.

`Sshh, keep your voice down,' Greg hissed, though the pub was almost deserted. He tried not to smirk with pride, but it was impossible. Just as it had been impossible to keep the news to himself. Still, it wasn't as if he was blabbing it all around town. Ade was his best friend. He knew he could trust him. That was the whole point of best friends.

Adrian whistled, impressed.

`You're going up in the world, lucky sod. Who else'll be there?'

Triumphantly, Greg reeled off the list of names Miranda had given him. Ade gulped them down like lager after a lamb vindaloo.

`Shit! You'll be in Hello! magazine.'

`I told you, no press.'

`What, you mean nobody knows it's going to happen? That could be worth something,' Ade exclaimed. `A tip-off to one of the tabloids… they pay good money for that kind of info. Who's Buzz Baxter working for now?' he went on abruptly. `The Sun, the Mirror - one of the tabloids - a scoop like that'd be right up his street.'

Buzz Baxter was an old schoolfriend they still bumped into from time to time. Greg's forehead creased with doubt. `But they don't want any publicity, do they?'

`Come on! One photographer, how terrible would that be? Give Buzz a ring,' Adrian urged. `Earn yourself a few easy grand.'

Regretfully, Greg tilted his chair back on its hind legs. `Miranda would go berserk.'

`Sometimes I wonder about you. Buzz wouldn't reveal his sources, would he? And Miranda doesn't know that you know Buzz. Simple,' said Adrian, spreading his hands. `Home and dry. I'm telling you, mate, you're mad if you don't.'

They had another drink. Slowly, Greg allowed Adrian to overcome his reluctance.

`She'd ask me. I'd have to lie to her.'

`Oh, and that would never do, would it?' Adrian jeered. `Keeping the truth from Miranda.'

Greg's smile was rueful. He didn't mention that he already had Buzz Baxter's phone number tucked away in his wallet. Tipping Buzz off had, naturally, occurred to him as soon as Miranda had stressed - rather insultingly, he felt - the secrecy of the occasion. But this way, his conscience was clear. It had been Adrian's idea, not his own. He was being conned, pressured, practically forced into going along with it.

Anyway, as Ade kept reminding him, nobody would ever know.

Thousands of pounds, in exchange for one simple phone call.

In all honesty, who could resist that?

Miranda, ringing him on Sunday morning, sounded breathless and distracted.

`Darling, I'll have to meet you there. I'm helping with the bridesmaid's hair. You can make your own way to the hotel, can't you?'

The Salinger, in Kensington, was one of London's classiest and most discreet hotels.

`As long as they let me in,' said Greg. It was all right for celebrities, with their instantly recognisable faces, but he would be turning up alone, without so much as a printed invitation. So, for that matter, would Buzz.

`Don't panic. Security will ask for the password,' Miranda explained. `You have to tell them you're here to see Mr O'Hare.

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