SLEEPING WITH HER RIVAL by Sheri Whitefeather

Author:Sheri Whitefeather [Whitefeather, Sheri]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Seven

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Gina's life spun out of control in the next two days. Private citizens asked for her autograph, and reporters dogged her every move. They waited outside the brownstone every morning to catch her on the way to work. They snapped candid photos, shoved microphones in her face and asked intrusive questions.

Questions about Flint. And Tara Shaw. Supposedly Tara and her current husband were having problems, which, according to the press, meant that Tara would probably seek out Flint. For comfort. And for sex.

The reporters wanted to know what Gina intended to do about it. Would she battle Tara for Flint? Would there be a catfight?

Gina turned to look at Flint. They walked hand-in-hand through an antique show, giving Boston and the rest of the world plenty to talk about.

He nuzzled her neck every time they stopped to view a rare table or an ornate cabinet. And she, of course, returned his outward affection.

Gina played her part, even though she wanted to scream. The Tara Shaw mystery was driving her crazy, and the media fueled the fire, making her wonder what Flint was hiding.

"Let's check this out." Flint steered Gina toward a vintage jewelry display, then glanced over his shoulder.

"Is our shadow there?" she asked, knowing he was checking to see if a local cameraman still followed them.

"Yep."

She sighed. The photographer had been a constant tag, an annoying tail. "What kind of pictures does he expect to get? After all, we're in a public setting."

Flint grinned. "Maybe he thinks we're going to do it, right in front of everyone."

"Very funny." She tried to keep her tone light, but she couldn't get Tara off her mind. What if the other woman really did come looking for Flint? What if she pressed those massive breasts against his chest and cried on his shoulder? The actress might be twenty-one years his senior, but she'd aged like a fine wine. Then again, she'd probably gotten a little help. A tuck here, a nip there. Beverly Hills overflowed with cosmetic surgeons, and Tara could afford the best.

Gina moved closer to Flint, making sure no one else was within earshot. "Did I tell you I was solicited by a men's magazine?"

"Really? Did they want an interview?"

"No. They asked if I was interested in doing a celebrity layout. A nude pictorial." They'd also informed her that Tara Shaw had appeared in their July, 1975 issue, posing in a feather boa and platforms.

For a moment Flint fell silent. And then he simply said, "Wow."

Wow? What was that supposed to mean? That she wasn't sexy enough to make the grade? "I told them I would think about it."

His mouth snaked into a grin. "You're kidding?"

Gina wanted to kick him, but instead she tossed a stray curl over her shoulder. She'd taken to wearing her hair loose, at least during their public outings. And why not? The media had dubbed her a "bohemian-haired beauty," and she'd decided not to spoil her new, dangerous image. "I could pull it off if I wanted to.

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