bewitched me.”
“How romantic,” said Fiona.
“Well, I’ll tell you the truth, Fiona,” smiled Ian. “I took one look at her in the airport waiting area, went to the desk, tried to pay for an upgrade to First Class for Maggie, but it was sold out, so I finagled the seat beside her in Economy and knew I was a goner the first time our hands brushed.”
Fiona grinned. This was great stuff.
“There’s more.”
“More?” asked Fiona. This was getting good!
“Yes, more. I lied about my last name. Until last Thursday, Maggie mine thought my last name was Armstrong.”
“She did? Why did you do that, Ian?” Fiona knew she had a story that would go viral now.
“I wanted her to fall for who I am, not that stupid Most Eligible Bachelor nonsense. Luckily for me, she did.”
“Very lucky for you, Ian,” smiled Fiona. “But you waited how long to tell her the truth?”
“Just over three months. I was going to tell her on Friday evening, over a very romantic dinner at the Savoy Grill. We always go to the Savoy Gill to celebrate things…but…”
“But?” Fiona was on the edge of her seat. This was making such a good video interview. No doubt it would go viral, no doubt.
“But…My father unfortunately let the cat out of the bag and Maggie was so angry with me that she nearly walked out on me, but I kissed her silly until she came to her senses and we got the engagement ring from Cartier on Friday. Show, Fiona and the photographer your five carat ring, baby.”
Maggie smiled. Ian was an old hand at this publicity business.
“I wanted to buy her a bigger diamond, Fiona, but she wouldn’t let me. She said anything bigger would be too ostentatious…”
“When are you getting married?”
“Four weeks Saturday, my father’s dahlias will be in full bloom then and my mother and Maggie thought it would be the perfect backdrop for our vows. Mother has promised to keep the guest list down to five hundred.
Maggie bit her lip, she hadn’t heard that yet.
“Can we have exclusive rights to film the wedding?”
“I understand from a reliable source that Hello will pay half a million,” lied Ian.
“Well, we would go seven hundred fifty for print, TV and video rights,” said Fiona. “You were the top of that Most Eligible Bachelor List two years in a row.”
“We’ll take it,” said Maggie quickly. “I’m assuming your company will provide the security to keep the rest of the press away?”
“Oh yes, we certainly will, Maggie,” smiled Fiona. “We won’t let anybody else in on our exclusive!”
“Where are you going for your honeymoon?”
“Greece, of course,” said Ian, again lying through his teeth.
“Are you pregnant?”
Maggie gulped. This was very personal.
“Not yet,” said Ian smoothly, “but we’re having fun working on it. We’ve promised my mother and Maggie’s a grandchild as soon as we can.”
The questions went on for another twenty minutes, and then they drank champagne as the videotape was downloaded onto DailyDirt.com . It was live within seconds.
Fiona checked for hits half an hour later. “Over forty thousand hits in the first half hour. That’s excellent. This will go viral.”
“Good,” said Ian. “I want this to hit the headlines. The sooner everybody knows, the sooner they’ll leave us alone.”
“I’ll make sure I do everything I can to make it hit the headlines, Ian,” promised Fiona.
“In that case, let’s have another bottle of champagne,” smiled Ian.
Amanda, home after a hard day’s work, had her dinner and then turned on her laptop and checked the DailyDirt.com website for the latest gossip.
“Shit, damn, hell! If I hadn’t been so busy at work today, I could have figured this out and made some money selling the story to the tabloids. Maybe I’d have made a thousand pounds….
“Hmmm... Perhaps Maggie will invite me to the wedding, and I can take some pictures with my mobile and sell them...”
Amanda licked her lips at
“How romantic,” said Fiona.
“Well, I’ll tell you the truth, Fiona,” smiled Ian. “I took one look at her in the airport waiting area, went to the desk, tried to pay for an upgrade to First Class for Maggie, but it was sold out, so I finagled the seat beside her in Economy and knew I was a goner the first time our hands brushed.”
Fiona grinned. This was great stuff.
“There’s more.”
“More?” asked Fiona. This was getting good!
“Yes, more. I lied about my last name. Until last Thursday, Maggie mine thought my last name was Armstrong.”
“She did? Why did you do that, Ian?” Fiona knew she had a story that would go viral now.
“I wanted her to fall for who I am, not that stupid Most Eligible Bachelor nonsense. Luckily for me, she did.”
“Very lucky for you, Ian,” smiled Fiona. “But you waited how long to tell her the truth?”
“Just over three months. I was going to tell her on Friday evening, over a very romantic dinner at the Savoy Grill. We always go to the Savoy Gill to celebrate things…but…”
“But?” Fiona was on the edge of her seat. This was making such a good video interview. No doubt it would go viral, no doubt.
“But…My father unfortunately let the cat out of the bag and Maggie was so angry with me that she nearly walked out on me, but I kissed her silly until she came to her senses and we got the engagement ring from Cartier on Friday. Show, Fiona and the photographer your five carat ring, baby.”
Maggie smiled. Ian was an old hand at this publicity business.
“I wanted to buy her a bigger diamond, Fiona, but she wouldn’t let me. She said anything bigger would be too ostentatious…”
“When are you getting married?”
“Four weeks Saturday, my father’s dahlias will be in full bloom then and my mother and Maggie thought it would be the perfect backdrop for our vows. Mother has promised to keep the guest list down to five hundred.
Maggie bit her lip, she hadn’t heard that yet.
“Can we have exclusive rights to film the wedding?”
“I understand from a reliable source that Hello will pay half a million,” lied Ian.
“Well, we would go seven hundred fifty for print, TV and video rights,” said Fiona. “You were the top of that Most Eligible Bachelor List two years in a row.”
“We’ll take it,” said Maggie quickly. “I’m assuming your company will provide the security to keep the rest of the press away?”
“Oh yes, we certainly will, Maggie,” smiled Fiona. “We won’t let anybody else in on our exclusive!”
“Where are you going for your honeymoon?”
“Greece, of course,” said Ian, again lying through his teeth.
“Are you pregnant?”
Maggie gulped. This was very personal.
“Not yet,” said Ian smoothly, “but we’re having fun working on it. We’ve promised my mother and Maggie’s a grandchild as soon as we can.”
The questions went on for another twenty minutes, and then they drank champagne as the videotape was downloaded onto DailyDirt.com . It was live within seconds.
Fiona checked for hits half an hour later. “Over forty thousand hits in the first half hour. That’s excellent. This will go viral.”
“Good,” said Ian. “I want this to hit the headlines. The sooner everybody knows, the sooner they’ll leave us alone.”
“I’ll make sure I do everything I can to make it hit the headlines, Ian,” promised Fiona.
“In that case, let’s have another bottle of champagne,” smiled Ian.
Amanda, home after a hard day’s work, had her dinner and then turned on her laptop and checked the DailyDirt.com website for the latest gossip.
“Shit, damn, hell! If I hadn’t been so busy at work today, I could have figured this out and made some money selling the story to the tabloids. Maybe I’d have made a thousand pounds….
“Hmmm... Perhaps Maggie will invite me to the wedding, and I can take some pictures with my mobile and sell them...”
Amanda licked her lips at
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