Carolyn nodded at the doors to Cipriani’s restaurant. “Do you think you could handle coffee? It’s on the house.”
He looked down the short hallway. Then he looked back to her. “They do room service?”
“What do you think this is, Rick? The Ritz?”
He grinned, a real one, mouth and all like normal people. This was such a bad idea.
Except for a group of businessmen discussing something they found worthy of high-volume conversation, most of the tables were empty. They were led to the other side, a table by the window, the view of Fifth Avenue shut out by café curtains.
Carolyn studied Rick as he glanced around the restaurant. “Why are you here?”
“Your idea. I’d a said McDonald’s.”
“I really want to know.”
The waiter brought coffee, and Rick nodded. He drank some, black, watching her over the rim of the cup.
Carolyn stirred in cream. “If you don’t want to tell me, you can just say that.”
He looked like he was considering it. Then he leaned forward. “You know, Carolyn, my experience has been that when a woman asks a question, the last thing she wants is the answer.”
“So it’s not that you don’t want to tell me, you just think I don’t want to hear it?”
“Ain’t that what I just said?”
“Why are you here?”
He leaned back. “A’ight, fine. I don’t know. Not that you ain’t really hot, but I wasn’t even thinking about it ’til the doorman asked if I wanted a taxi. I still got no idea why. You ain’t exactly my type.” He shrugged and reached for his coffee again.
It took her a moment to realize he’d contradicted himself. She was hot, but not his type. The sensible part of her brain told her that was good news. “What is your type?”
Rick’s eyes widened.
“Oh, I asked another question.” She set her cup down. “Why would I ask if I didn’t want to know the answer?”
“I don’t know why. All I know is that’s how it is.”
“What is your type?”
“The type that wants room service!”
And the news…
Here’s the latest review on Amazon, thank you Bookworm! Short, sweet and very complimentary, just how I like all my feedback!
(Full Disclosure– this was the latest review until someone left me a lovely one star-er that accused all the other reviewers of being my relatives. I’m trying to figure out why the one-star people attack me or my readers– the first said I was high, the second said they’re all my relatives. I mean, fine you don’t like the book, you don’t like the book, but leave my pot-smoking aunts out of it, okay?)
Anyway, here’s my seventeenth cousin Bookworm’s take:
5.0 out of 5 stars a must read, April 17, 2011
By Bookworm– the best 99 cents i have ever spent…i would have paid more. this book was well written and characters were well developed. i loved it from start to finish.
The best news about the book is I now have a real live new cover. My personal amazing photographer, Joe Beiderman, available for all your photographic needs–but probably not as cheap as he works for me because I sometimes feed him spaghetti–found the muse and figured out what we want to do to wow our new paperback readers. Then of course my brother John picked up the lettering and formatting and now, voila. I love it.
Nobody’s Hero is still available on Kindle here (And you can get a kindle app for your phone!)
(Second update. A lovely reader left me another 5 star review. I’d like to make it clear that I am not related to this woman, but I will, as she requested, keep writing. 🙂 Gladly.)