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.”“I see,” he said, looking puzzled.“And that’s bad because?”“Because I should have had that position, not some amateur like her.” She began to pace, high heels making sharp round circles in the thick pile of the carpet.“Nobody even had the courtesy to warn me.I showed up to do the traffic report at four and there she was, sitting in my chair.The one I always sit in to do my reports.I couldn’t believe it.”Erica hadn’t even been smart enough to move out of the way.Bonnie should have known then something was up.“You’ll have to stand today,” Adam told her, not even bothering to apologize.“We’ll try to have another chair for you tomorrow.”“What is she doing here?” Bonnie couldn’t even look at Erica, instead focusing on Adam.“Adam and I are doing the afternoon show together now,” Erica said, as calmly as if she was announcing the time.“Oh, are you?” Bonnie practically purred.She knew better than to let them see how she was really feeling.How enraged the news made her.She even smiled at Adam.“Did you suggest her for the position?” she asked.“It was Carl’s idea.” Erica butted in again.“He thought listeners were ready for a change.”“If the listeners want a change, Carl should give them me,” Bonnie said now to Doug.“Carl obviously hates me.He discounts all my hard work and gives some…some child, a complete amateur, her own show when she’s only worked on the air a few hours.”“If he’s so against you, maybe you should get a job somewhere else.” Doug helped himself to an apple from the bowl on the coffee table.“I don’t want to go anywhere else.KROK is the number one station in Denver.Going somewhere else would be like taking a demotion.”Doug took a bite from the apple.“Maybe you could sue.”“Believe me, I’ve thought of that.But why should I have to pay a lawyer to get what I deserve?” She began to pace again.“No, I need a way to open Carl’s eyes to my value at the station.”“How are you going to do that?”“I don’t know.But I’m always thinking.Always looking for my opening.And when I find it, they’ll all be sorry they took me for granted.”“I don’t see how anybody could take you for granted, baby.”Doug always said the right thing, one of the reasons she liked having him around.But words weren’t always enough.She wanted proof that she was valued.She wanted her own radio show and the fans she deserved.She was tired of people standing in the way of her dreams.If she had to shove them over to get what she wanted, then it was time to start shoving.9“THAT WAS ‘Into the Morning’ by The Weekend.” Adam segued into the next promo.“Speaking of the weekend, on Saturday from one to four I’ll have the KROK swag van at Highlands Audio, 42nd and Federal.Stop by and get your free KROK bumper stickers or T-shirts.I’ll also have some CDs and concert tics to give away.While you’re there, check out the great deals on home and car stereo systems.”“Would that be the brand-new swag van?” Erica asked, right on cue.“That’s the one.A replacement for the one totaled in Naughty Nick’s accident.Stop by and check out the sick paint job on this baby.So what are your plans for the weekend, Erica?”“I’ll be at the Green Day concert Saturday night.And Saturday afternoon, I’m having a new bed delivered.”That certainly wasn’t in the script, but he played along.“A new bed? Something you bought to celebrate our new show?”“Not exactly.Mattress Max was so pleased with the job we did raising money for the Salvation Army that he’s sending me my very own Therapedic Sleep System.”And what exactly did Max expect in return? The lecher.Adam pushed the thought away and kept up the patter.“How about that, folks? Max didn’t send me a mattress.Maybe if I had long blond hair and big b—”“Now, Hawk, you’re going to give people the wrong impression.”“I was going to say big blue eyes.” His eyes met hers, and his heart beat a little faster.Seeing her every day this way hadn’t done anything to make him stop wanting her.Working together in the small sound booth, it was impossible not to brush up against each other a dozen times a day.And now she was talking about mattresses, reminding him of the time they’d spent alone, in the dark, in a certain king-size bed…While he segued into the commercial break, she scribbled a note and passed it to him.Since you didn’t get a new mattress of your own, you’ll just have to come over and try out mine.He cleared his throat, determined to steer the conversation back to safer territory.You know why that wouldn’t be a good idea, he wrote back.Oh, I think it would be a very good idea.She winked as she passed back the scrap of paper.He checked the countdown clock and saw it was time to go live once more.“Good news, folks.Naughty Nick will be back on the air Monday morning.His leg’s still in a cast, but he hasn’t let that slow him down.”“I heard they kicked him out of the hospital for chasing nurses,” Erica said.“I heard they booted him because he caught one.”“I’m sure he’ll have some wild stories to tell,” Erica said.“So be sure to tune in Monday morning at 6:00 a.m.for the return of Naughty Nick.”“Looks like it’s time for us to say goodbye.Have a safe weekend.Casey is up next to take you out on the town for your Friday night.” He hit Play and the strains of Korn’s “Did My Time” blasted from the speakers.Erica removed her headphones and grinned at him.“Our first week done.I thought it went pretty well.”“You did great.” He stowed his headset and stood and stretched.He lowered his voice and moved close enough that any listening production crew wouldn’t be able to overhear.“What’s with the stuff about the bed?”“It’s true.I am getting a new bed this weekend.” She gave him a coy look.“And you’re welcome to try it out anytime.”“I am not getting back in your bed.” He had to force the words out, but he meant them.“You say that, but I know you want to be there.And I want you there.”Her words sent heat curling through him.“Enough.I told you why that’s a bad idea.Nothing’s changed about our situation to make it a good one.”“You’re too young to worry so much.” She retrieved her purse from under the console and slung it over her shoulder.“Want to go for a drink? Celebrate our first week together?”He shook his head.“Give it a rest.”“You know what I think?”He groaned.“No, but you’re going to tell me, aren’t you?”“I think you’re a masochist.You like to punish yourself.Either that, or you’re afraid to have a good time.”“Thank you, Dr.Laura.” He fished his car keys from his pocket and headed toward the door.“See you on Monday.”He hurried across the parking lot, hoping she’d have the sense not to follow him.So she thought it was cowardly not to follow through on his feelings for her [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.”“I see,” he said, looking puzzled.“And that’s bad because?”“Because I should have had that position, not some amateur like her.” She began to pace, high heels making sharp round circles in the thick pile of the carpet.“Nobody even had the courtesy to warn me.I showed up to do the traffic report at four and there she was, sitting in my chair.The one I always sit in to do my reports.I couldn’t believe it.”Erica hadn’t even been smart enough to move out of the way.Bonnie should have known then something was up.“You’ll have to stand today,” Adam told her, not even bothering to apologize.“We’ll try to have another chair for you tomorrow.”“What is she doing here?” Bonnie couldn’t even look at Erica, instead focusing on Adam.“Adam and I are doing the afternoon show together now,” Erica said, as calmly as if she was announcing the time.“Oh, are you?” Bonnie practically purred.She knew better than to let them see how she was really feeling.How enraged the news made her.She even smiled at Adam.“Did you suggest her for the position?” she asked.“It was Carl’s idea.” Erica butted in again.“He thought listeners were ready for a change.”“If the listeners want a change, Carl should give them me,” Bonnie said now to Doug.“Carl obviously hates me.He discounts all my hard work and gives some…some child, a complete amateur, her own show when she’s only worked on the air a few hours.”“If he’s so against you, maybe you should get a job somewhere else.” Doug helped himself to an apple from the bowl on the coffee table.“I don’t want to go anywhere else.KROK is the number one station in Denver.Going somewhere else would be like taking a demotion.”Doug took a bite from the apple.“Maybe you could sue.”“Believe me, I’ve thought of that.But why should I have to pay a lawyer to get what I deserve?” She began to pace again.“No, I need a way to open Carl’s eyes to my value at the station.”“How are you going to do that?”“I don’t know.But I’m always thinking.Always looking for my opening.And when I find it, they’ll all be sorry they took me for granted.”“I don’t see how anybody could take you for granted, baby.”Doug always said the right thing, one of the reasons she liked having him around.But words weren’t always enough.She wanted proof that she was valued.She wanted her own radio show and the fans she deserved.She was tired of people standing in the way of her dreams.If she had to shove them over to get what she wanted, then it was time to start shoving.9“THAT WAS ‘Into the Morning’ by The Weekend.” Adam segued into the next promo.“Speaking of the weekend, on Saturday from one to four I’ll have the KROK swag van at Highlands Audio, 42nd and Federal.Stop by and get your free KROK bumper stickers or T-shirts.I’ll also have some CDs and concert tics to give away.While you’re there, check out the great deals on home and car stereo systems.”“Would that be the brand-new swag van?” Erica asked, right on cue.“That’s the one.A replacement for the one totaled in Naughty Nick’s accident.Stop by and check out the sick paint job on this baby.So what are your plans for the weekend, Erica?”“I’ll be at the Green Day concert Saturday night.And Saturday afternoon, I’m having a new bed delivered.”That certainly wasn’t in the script, but he played along.“A new bed? Something you bought to celebrate our new show?”“Not exactly.Mattress Max was so pleased with the job we did raising money for the Salvation Army that he’s sending me my very own Therapedic Sleep System.”And what exactly did Max expect in return? The lecher.Adam pushed the thought away and kept up the patter.“How about that, folks? Max didn’t send me a mattress.Maybe if I had long blond hair and big b—”“Now, Hawk, you’re going to give people the wrong impression.”“I was going to say big blue eyes.” His eyes met hers, and his heart beat a little faster.Seeing her every day this way hadn’t done anything to make him stop wanting her.Working together in the small sound booth, it was impossible not to brush up against each other a dozen times a day.And now she was talking about mattresses, reminding him of the time they’d spent alone, in the dark, in a certain king-size bed…While he segued into the commercial break, she scribbled a note and passed it to him.Since you didn’t get a new mattress of your own, you’ll just have to come over and try out mine.He cleared his throat, determined to steer the conversation back to safer territory.You know why that wouldn’t be a good idea, he wrote back.Oh, I think it would be a very good idea.She winked as she passed back the scrap of paper.He checked the countdown clock and saw it was time to go live once more.“Good news, folks.Naughty Nick will be back on the air Monday morning.His leg’s still in a cast, but he hasn’t let that slow him down.”“I heard they kicked him out of the hospital for chasing nurses,” Erica said.“I heard they booted him because he caught one.”“I’m sure he’ll have some wild stories to tell,” Erica said.“So be sure to tune in Monday morning at 6:00 a.m.for the return of Naughty Nick.”“Looks like it’s time for us to say goodbye.Have a safe weekend.Casey is up next to take you out on the town for your Friday night.” He hit Play and the strains of Korn’s “Did My Time” blasted from the speakers.Erica removed her headphones and grinned at him.“Our first week done.I thought it went pretty well.”“You did great.” He stowed his headset and stood and stretched.He lowered his voice and moved close enough that any listening production crew wouldn’t be able to overhear.“What’s with the stuff about the bed?”“It’s true.I am getting a new bed this weekend.” She gave him a coy look.“And you’re welcome to try it out anytime.”“I am not getting back in your bed.” He had to force the words out, but he meant them.“You say that, but I know you want to be there.And I want you there.”Her words sent heat curling through him.“Enough.I told you why that’s a bad idea.Nothing’s changed about our situation to make it a good one.”“You’re too young to worry so much.” She retrieved her purse from under the console and slung it over her shoulder.“Want to go for a drink? Celebrate our first week together?”He shook his head.“Give it a rest.”“You know what I think?”He groaned.“No, but you’re going to tell me, aren’t you?”“I think you’re a masochist.You like to punish yourself.Either that, or you’re afraid to have a good time.”“Thank you, Dr.Laura.” He fished his car keys from his pocket and headed toward the door.“See you on Monday.”He hurried across the parking lot, hoping she’d have the sense not to follow him.So she thought it was cowardly not to follow through on his feelings for her [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]