It Girl, Episode 2 by Nic Tatano

Author:Nic Tatano
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780007595785
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2014-05-19T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

I've never had an argument with a boss at three in the morning, but I guess there's a first time for everything. In this case, I'd had a sleepless night (are there any other kind for me these days?) going over my defense strategy in my head for what I knew was coming.

And it wasn't even just from Scott's little bit of snooping. The blogosphere was buzzing with the possibility of my being a contestant on Dance Off. The show's Facebook page was loaded with comments begging the producers to put me on the roster. Twitter went wild as someone started a hashtag #Veronicainheels in which people speculated how I'd look in various revealing outfits that are apparently the norm for this show. Once I did a little research on that my blood pressure spiked; there was no way I was gonna parade myself in "costumes" that were one step above a bikini and platforms. They made my current network micro-skirts look positively Victorian.

And of course there was the scheduling issue. I'd be dead from exhaustion.

So when Gavin greeted me at the door with a huge smile as I emerged from my limo, I was loaded for bear.

"Morning, Veronica. We need to talk—"

"No. I'm not doing it."

He held the door for me and I blew threw it, leaving him in the wake of fast heel clicks provided by my best power walk. "You don't even know what I'm going to say."

"Yeah, I do. You want me to be on Dance Off, and that's not happening. I'm a journalist, not Ginger Rogers."

"Can we please talk about this in my office?"

I put up my hand so the back was facing him. "There's no point. End of discussion. You can go back to laying out this morning's show."

And then he dropped another big, friggin' carrot which landed with a thud and stopped me dead in my tracks.

"If you do it, you can come in at ten a-m for three months."

Again with the produce.

I spun around to face him, brow furrowed. "Say that again?"

He smiled and gestured toward the open door of his office. "Please, let me explain."

The prospect of actual sleep was intriguing, but what about The Morning Show? Were they gonna take me off after just a few weeks, screw with the incredible ratings and the new "business model" which revealed that "perky" was no longer attractive for a morning show host? "Fine," I said, as I walked into his office and grabbed a chair opposite his desk.

Gavin closed the door, moved behind his desk and plopped down into his burgundy leather rocker. "Okay, here's the proposal."

I folded my arms tight. "If you wanna marry me you gotta get down on one knee. And give me a big-ass ring."

"It never stops with you, does it?"

"Nah, part of my charm."

"The network wants you on the upcoming season of Dance Off."

"Wow, what a news flash. Let's break into programming. Gavin, I'm exhausted as it is—"

This time he put up his hand to cut me off.

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