four sensuous and captivating pictures of two people completely into each other alternated on the screen.
The images on the screen now gone, Jake couldn’t hear what the women of She Said, She Said were saying because the entire rec room had erupted into cat calls and whistles.
“Is there, uh, something you forgot to tell me?” Tyrone asked.
• • •
Later that night, after Graciela and Mia had gone to bed, Tania and Keila Googled Jake Kelly. Keila had been away almost three years and she really didn’t know anything about the Chicago political scene and its players.
The shock of having been on She Said, She Said and on a small segment of the evening news had not worn off, but she did feel better about it because Cate had been right; the fact that Jake had hired her despite her very vocal disagreement during his press conference seemed to have gone over well. Both newscasters had commended him for it.
And Tania had assured her that though the press would be curious about those pictures and what her real relationship with Jake was for a few days, the attention would soon wear off. There were much larger fish than Keila to fry.
Though Keila still felt uneasy, she knew her only choice was to just deal with whatever came her way.
“Wow, look at his mother,” Tania remarked, surprised. It was obvious Patricia Kelly had gone through numerous plastic surgeries. The skin around her eyes, mouth, and forehead was too tight, and her eyes and eyebrows made her look as if she were perpetually surprised.
There was a story about how Jake’s late father had left them numerous times, always coming back, until five years before he died. He left permanently that time, filing for divorce and then quickly marrying a much younger woman. Apparently, this is when Patty, as the first Mrs. Kelly was known to friends, began going through her surgeries.
How sad , Keila thought, remembering how her own father’s eyes shone every evening when he came home to his wife and family.
The story also made clear that Jake was very close to his mother, and very protective of her feelings. Interestingly, Edward Kelly changed his will months before he died and left little to his new wife, who in turn married her chauffeur and moved to London just a few weeks after the funeral.
It was just like one of the novelas her mother so enjoyed.
“You know, I remember how disliked his father was,” Tania said thoughtfully, tapping a picture of Edward Kelly. “He went into poorer neighborhoods that held potential because of their proximity to the loop and bought up property at low prices, promising to build mixed-income housing, but then building luxury condos instead.”
Keila listened to Tania, read the stories, and looked at the pictures before her, engrossed in the story of a life so different from her own, wondering why her memory of the night they danced was colored in such a rosy glow. She wondered how Jake Kelly had reacted to tonight’s evening news. Would he remember her now?
CHAPTER FOUR
“WKIX, WHCH and the Tribune all held informal polls during the weekend, and your numbers inched up across the board!” A pumped up and energized Cate threw her purse onto a chair the moment she and Keila stepped into Jake’s office. “People love that Keila is so different from the women you’re usually associated with and that you tolerated her putting you in your place like that … ” Cate’s voice trailed off the moment she caught Keila glaring at her. She quickly piped down. “I’m just saying … ”
The social media had grabbed onto the story and the pictures had been printed in the society pages of Sunday’s Tribune under the caption: “Jake Kelly linked to smart, talented, and feisty Latina.” And though she had to admit she’d been initially flattered, her stomach knotted up when reality set in. People really thought she and Jake were romantically linked? She didn’t want that kind of attention.
“I’m sorry I didn’t
The images on the screen now gone, Jake couldn’t hear what the women of She Said, She Said were saying because the entire rec room had erupted into cat calls and whistles.
“Is there, uh, something you forgot to tell me?” Tyrone asked.
• • •
Later that night, after Graciela and Mia had gone to bed, Tania and Keila Googled Jake Kelly. Keila had been away almost three years and she really didn’t know anything about the Chicago political scene and its players.
The shock of having been on She Said, She Said and on a small segment of the evening news had not worn off, but she did feel better about it because Cate had been right; the fact that Jake had hired her despite her very vocal disagreement during his press conference seemed to have gone over well. Both newscasters had commended him for it.
And Tania had assured her that though the press would be curious about those pictures and what her real relationship with Jake was for a few days, the attention would soon wear off. There were much larger fish than Keila to fry.
Though Keila still felt uneasy, she knew her only choice was to just deal with whatever came her way.
“Wow, look at his mother,” Tania remarked, surprised. It was obvious Patricia Kelly had gone through numerous plastic surgeries. The skin around her eyes, mouth, and forehead was too tight, and her eyes and eyebrows made her look as if she were perpetually surprised.
There was a story about how Jake’s late father had left them numerous times, always coming back, until five years before he died. He left permanently that time, filing for divorce and then quickly marrying a much younger woman. Apparently, this is when Patty, as the first Mrs. Kelly was known to friends, began going through her surgeries.
How sad , Keila thought, remembering how her own father’s eyes shone every evening when he came home to his wife and family.
The story also made clear that Jake was very close to his mother, and very protective of her feelings. Interestingly, Edward Kelly changed his will months before he died and left little to his new wife, who in turn married her chauffeur and moved to London just a few weeks after the funeral.
It was just like one of the novelas her mother so enjoyed.
“You know, I remember how disliked his father was,” Tania said thoughtfully, tapping a picture of Edward Kelly. “He went into poorer neighborhoods that held potential because of their proximity to the loop and bought up property at low prices, promising to build mixed-income housing, but then building luxury condos instead.”
Keila listened to Tania, read the stories, and looked at the pictures before her, engrossed in the story of a life so different from her own, wondering why her memory of the night they danced was colored in such a rosy glow. She wondered how Jake Kelly had reacted to tonight’s evening news. Would he remember her now?
CHAPTER FOUR
“WKIX, WHCH and the Tribune all held informal polls during the weekend, and your numbers inched up across the board!” A pumped up and energized Cate threw her purse onto a chair the moment she and Keila stepped into Jake’s office. “People love that Keila is so different from the women you’re usually associated with and that you tolerated her putting you in your place like that … ” Cate’s voice trailed off the moment she caught Keila glaring at her. She quickly piped down. “I’m just saying … ”
The social media had grabbed onto the story and the pictures had been printed in the society pages of Sunday’s Tribune under the caption: “Jake Kelly linked to smart, talented, and feisty Latina.” And though she had to admit she’d been initially flattered, her stomach knotted up when reality set in. People really thought she and Jake were romantically linked? She didn’t want that kind of attention.
“I’m sorry I didn’t
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