To Have a Wilde (Wilde in Wyoming) by Kimberly Kaye Terry Page B

replied warmly.
    “I’m sure they aren’t going for the boilerplate contract they signed the first time, so as soon as you get the details of what they want, send it to legal and we’ll start the new contract. But let’s not vacillate on this one. They’re a hot commodity, honey,” he drawled. “We don’t want someone else sweeping them off their feet before we get the contracts written and signed!” he finished before disconnecting the line.
    She sighed, tapping the end button on her Bluetooth before withdrawing it from her ear. She rubbed at her ear; the pressure from the bud always caused her ear to throb.
    She hated to wear the darn things and only did so when she was on important business calls as it enabled her to be hands-free. She had a tendency to nervously walk around while on the phone, something she did when she was either excited or nervous. Both were the case when she was speaking to Marty about the show.
    “Was that Marty?” Patricia asked, her gaze direct, and Sonia was unable to hide her surprise.
    “You always roam when you’re on a call that’s important. Kinda figured it was Marty,” she replied in answer to Sonia’s unspoken question.
    “Oh, man, am I that predictable?” Sonia groaned as she accepted the coffee Patricia offered, hedging on whether or not she wanted to confide in her assistant.
    Although she didn’t want to share the news with anyone before it was a done deal, Patricia was different. She and Sonia not only shared a working relationship, Sonia valued her as a friend, as well.
    “Okay, but you absolutely can not tell any of the crew just yet,” she stated, grimacing after taking a sip of the coffee. “Remind me to clean that pot out,” she groused, and laughed at the impatient look on her assistant’s face.
    “Okay, the Kealohas have tentatively agreed to a second season of the show!” she said, and laughed outright at Patricia’s look of astonishment.
    “Are you surprised I got them to agree?” she asked smugly, around the lip of the cup.
    “Uh...that would be a yes!” Patricia responded immediately, and just as quickly Sonia saw her pale cheeks bloom with color at her outburst.
    “Hey, I’m not sure how to take that!” Sonia set the cup down, the coffee not settling well in her stomach.
    “I’m batting zero here, kiddo! I did not mean it that way,” Patricia said, and groaned.
    “I’m just surprised that they agreed so quickly.” Patricia retracted, sitting down in the gray utilitarian chair in front of Sonia’s desk. She crossed her legs and took a sip of the coffee. Immediately, she made a face, too. “I guess I need to go back to making your coffee for you. This sucks,” she complained, and Sonia threw her a grin.
    “Seriously, I understand your concern, Pat. But it’s all good,” she said, a confident smile on her face as she looked at her assistant.
    “So the relationship—on a business level,” Patricia hastened to tack on, “is going well?”
    Sonia shrugged, bringing the awful coffee to her mouth only to hide her expression. “Yes, it’s going well. Of course, we haven’t gone over the new contract yet, but the family has agreed to a second season.”
    “All of them?” Patricia asked, her voice tilting up at the end, in question.
    Sonia turned to face her assistant, one brow raised. “Am I missing something here, Patricia?” Although she kept her voice level, Sonia caught the look of embarrassment that crossed Patricia’s face.
    “Oh, gosh, I didn’t mean that in any bad way! Yeah, I’m really screwing up here today! I was...just wondering how everything is going with you and Keanu. Look, I’ve been working with you for a while, Sonia. It kind of hurts me that you don’t feel comfortable enough talking with me about what’s going on.”
    “Okay, and just what do you think is going on, Pat?” Sonia asked, infusing a casualness into her tone that she was far from feeling. No doubt she probably came off sounding like a