Rock my world - By Cindi Myers Page 0,46
like that shirt,” she said. “Is that from your surfer days?”
Did she mean to remind him of the confidences they’d shared at the Furniture Gallery? “Nah, I bought this a couple of days ago for this gig. Thought I’d better look the part. Not that anyone is looking at me.”
“No, they’re all staring at Bonnie.”
“Not all of them. I’ve caught a few eyes following you.”
“What about you? Have you been looking at me?”
His eyes met hers. A mistake. Her gaze was steady, searching, asking more than her words implied. He cleared his throat. “Yes. I always look at you.”
She licked her lips, sending heat slashing straight to his groin. “What do you think the chances would be of getting Carl to change his no-dating rule?”
“After what happened with Bonnie?” He shook his head. “Not a chance.”
“It’s not fair. We’re adults. We ought to be able to do what we like after hours.”
“It’s what that can lead to on the air he’s worried about.”
“I’m not like Bonnie.”
“Thank God.”
At that moment, he was distracted by the bombshell herself. She’d retreated to an alcove, away from her fans, but her words carried to the stage. “You idiot. What do you mean interrupting me when I’m working? You’ve already annoyed me once today. Do it again and I’ll see that you’re fired.”
Ray cowered before her, his order pad clutched to his chest. He stammered an apology, but Bonnie didn’t hear.
Adam hurried to intervene. If Bonnie screwed things up for Ray, so help him he’d let her have it. She’d wish she’d never heard of the Hawk by the time he was through telling her exactly what he thought of her. “He was just trying to take our dinner orders.” He took her arm and steered her away from the waiter.
“He interrupted me while I was talking to my fans,” she said.
“An honest mistake. Now what do you want to eat?”
“A shrimp cocktail. And make sure the shrimp are fresh.”
Adam nodded to Ray, who scribbled on his order pad, then hurried toward the kitchen. Bonnie glared after him. Great. He’d found the perfect hell, caught between a woman who hated his guts and another he wanted to love, but didn’t dare.
ERICA SAW ADAM and Bonnie glaring at each other up on stage and felt the tension across the room. What was it with those two? Yes, Bonnie could be hard to deal with, but Adam needed to learn to handle her with kid gloves. Erica hurried forward to defuse the situation. “Bonnie, you were great during the hula contest,” she said, inserting herself between her two co-workers. “Where did you learn to dance like that?”
Bonnie pulled her gaze away from Adam and smoothed her hair. “I never had a lesson. It’s just knowing how to move your body.”
“Maybe you could show me a few things sometime.”
Bonnie looked her up and down. There was something predatory in the look that made Erica’s skin crawl, but she kept a smile on her face. “Maybe I could.”
She started to turn away, but Erica followed. “I’ve been wondering something,” she said.
“What’s that?”
“How did you get involved in radio? I mean, with your looks and…and your personality, you’d seem a natural for television.”
The effect of the question was astonishing, Bonnie’s expression softened and her smile seemed genuine. “You think so? I actually started out in television. A little station in Texas. I hosted a kiddie show.” She giggled. “Can you believe it? But what I really wanted was to break into local news. I’d have been a perfect weather girl, don’t you think?”
“You would.” Erica could just see Bonnie, pointing out storm systems on a weather map while posturing for the camera.
“I was waiting for my chance when this guy I was dating offered me a place on his radio show. And I guess I put the TV stuff on hold for a while.” She looked around the crowded restaurant. “This is kind of fun, though, don’t you think? I like live appearances a lot better than being stuck in a studio, behind a mic.”
“You’re a natural.”
“We’re going to take a short break here, but enjoy the music and we’ll be back shortly with more of the Hawk and Honey show with Bombshell Bonnie, live from Outback Charlie’s Bar and Grill. Meanwhile, try one of Outback Charlie’s dynamite Down Under specials like Shrimp Bloody Bay or Barrier Reef Fish Tacos.”
“Let’s go get some food,” Erica said as Ray headed toward them carrying a loaded tray. “I’m starved.”
Adam pulled a table