Chapter 23
We walked in, and I made it to the phone first. “I’m going to call Kevin,
you just get into normal clothes, and calm down. I’ll have him not tell Brian.
K?”
“Fine,” she grumbled.
Ring… Ring… Ring… “Hello,” a breathless voice answered.
“Kevin?” I asked not recognizing the voice.
“No, Nick. Who is this?”
“Bobbi. Can I talk to Kevin? It’s important. And get Brian near,
Whitney has something to tell him.”
“Yes ma’am.” I could almost see him salute the phone and move off to
find his ‘victims.’
“Kevin here. What’s up?”
“Kev! Guess what? Whitney got the job! Don’t tell Brian, she wants to
k?”
“Great. Some how I guess that there’s more.”
“Good work Watson. They want her for the 6th and 7th of January in
none other than Orlando,” I said wondering if he would catch on.
“Ah… I see what that leads to. You can have a little vacation of sorts,
and come to the concert. We need to keep this on the down low, I don’t want to
ruin the surprise for Brian,” he said obviously deep in thought as to how he was
going to pull that one off.
“I can ask her not to disclose where and when because we aren’t
completely positive yet. You just have to make him not mention the concert. We
can do the rest of the planning and stuff,” I said making sure Whitney couldn’t
hear me.
“Brian is going to kill me if you can’t find Whitney soon, he just walked
in, and wonders why I haven’t given him the phone yet,” Kevin said with a
chuckle.
“WHITNEY!! BRIAN WANTS YOU!!” I called across the apartment.
She came running out of the bathroom and since she was still semi
dressed up (from the waist down) she had on a t-shirt on top. Anyway, since she
still had her nylons on she came sliding across the floor and missed me, but
grabbed the phone as she slid into her bed, falling down. “Hello?” she asked
giggling and semi out of breath. “I miss you too… Guess what… not that…
anyway, I got the job… yeah I know…I can’t wait to get it done… this may be
my big break… mm hmm… I know… so, what’s up with you? … Really?
How’s the tour coming? … Great! … You’ve gotta go? Oh ok. Call me later. I
miss you… Talk to you later… You’re so sweet… bye.” There was nothing like
a conversation with Brian to make Whitney in a good mood for the rest of the
day.
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