October 22, 1975
I can't seem to sleep, even though I was awake for the entire plane ride.
Why do I
seem so jumpy. It's only another interview. Jonathan Hart, self-made
millionaire,
handsome, sexy, and a bachelor. Why he is a bachelor? It can't be that he
hasn't found
the right person. Everytime I see a photo of him, he is with a different
woman. Why do
I have the feeling tomorrow is not going to be just another interview.
October 23, 1975
I am really annoyed. I never write in my journal in the afternoon, but I
am just
sitting in this lobby of the Ritz Hotel, trying to look busy. I have called
his suite seven
times, and this rude man tells me Jonathan Hart is not giving interviews. I
am going to
have to go into my creative mode.
I'm back in the lobby. They didn't fall for my flooded bathroom story.
I wonder
why, it has always worked before? I am off to the bar. I really need a
drink, and then I
am going to head on home and try again tomorrow. Damm Jonathan Hart!
October 23, 1975
I am really trying to concentrate. I have to figure out a way to
confirm what
Jonathan told me about Kingsford Motors, but all I can think about is him. I
still can see
his blue eyes gazing into mine. We went to dinner and then we went dancing.
I thought I
would melt when he was holding me. I wonder what was going through his
mind. That
smile, one in a million. He did take me back to his hotel room, but he
fell asleep. I
wonder what would have happened if he didn't fall asleep. I left him a rose
on his pillow,
but what I really wanted to do was climb into bed and undress him. I have
never done it
before, after just meeting someone, but I would have done it tonight. I
would have slept
with him. I don't know how I am going to sleep tonight, though. I can't
forget the
reason why I am here - to interview him. Who am I kidding? I could care
less about the
story. I just want to see him. We are going shopping tomorrow morning and
I have to
remember to bring the English Muffins.
October 25, 1975
I am getting married. I keep pinching myself to see if I am awake.
Yesterday,
was the most exciting day of my life. I was chased, kidnapped, shot at,
interviewed by
Scotland Yard, but all of these things seem insignificant. Jonathan had a
sign put up on
London Tower Bridge asking me to marry him. How could anyone be so
wonderfully
romantic. But how can I marry a man I have known for two days? As quickly
as
possible! I didn't even give it a second thought when he asked me. I knew
from the
moment I looked into his eyes at the bar at the Ritz I was in love with him.
When kissed
me on the ferry on the Themes River, I thought I would pass out. He was so
gallant. He
rescued me, he fought for me, and then he asked me to marry him.
We went on a wonderful carriage ride and what happened after that was a
sexual
experience that I cannot even begin to describe. We went back to the Ritz
and spent the
night and the next day in bed. It was as though we had known each other for
years. He
was so tender and passionate, sexy and virile. I just could not get enough
of him, and I
know he felt the same way about me. His hands were so gentle, caressing
every part of
me. I thought I would explode when he was inside me. I didn't want to let
him go. I
can't believe I am writing this!
I have to start packing. We are going back to New York later to stop by
my
apartment and pick up some of my things. Then I am going to LA with him. I
don't
think I could bear to be away from him, not even for a minute. What am I
going to tell
my father!
October 27, 1975
Pa did not exactly take it very well. He did know who Jonathan was, and
said
that he did actually see him once in person. He said he realized how I could
be
infatuated with him. "Infatuated?" I don't think so. I love him - and I
love him in a way
that I have never loved anyone before, almost to the point where it scares
me.
October 28, l975
We were out all day looking at houses. Jonathan wants to move out of his
condo.
I think we found a house in Bel Aire. Me living in Bel Aire? Well,
actually I would
live in Siberia with him. Tomorrow I am off to find a wedding dress. We are
getting
married in a few months. Jonathan gave me the most beautiful diamond. It
is 10 carats.
I need to call Susan and fill her in on all the details.
November l, 1975
Another argument with Pa. He is not happy. Jonathan and I are flying to
Maryland to see him tomorrow.
November 3, 1975
This the first night since we were in London that we haven't slept
together.
Jonathan didn't think it was a good idea. Anyway, Jonathan and Pa hit it
off. I knew
they would and of course he is coming to the wedding. I wish Jonathan was in
here with
me. Maybe I'll sneak into the guestroom. Sneak? I am a grown woman - not
according
to Pa. Well, it will give Jonathan a chance to miss me.
November 7, 1975
We decided on the house on Willow Pond Drive. It is wonderful,
spacious, but
no too pretentious. The grounds are gorgeous. I can't wait to move in, but
there is so
much decorating to do. Jonathan is counting on me for all on the interior
decorating.
He said Max told him that I was a "classy dame" and I should be in charge of
all of that
stuff. I think poor Max is glad he doesn't have to do it. Jonathan depends
on him for so
much.
November 10, 1975
Jonathan surprised me. He came home from work early and we drove up the
coast to Malibu. He said we have been rushing around too much. We are at
the house of
a friend of his, overlooking the Pacific, just magnificent. He is calling
me now. I love
him so much.
November 13, 1975
I don't believe this. I got a call today from an old "friend." He wants
to see me
before I get married. James said he read about Jonathan and I in the paper.
I invited him
out to have dinner with us, but he wants to see me alone. How am I going to
see him
alone? Everyone will recognize us, well him at least. He swears it is just
a friendly
meeting. Sure a friendly meeting with Dr. Welby's assistant. Should I go?
Should I tell
Jonathan? I really don't like to keep anything from him.
November l8, 1975
Tomorrow I will be on my way to meet James. I told Jonathan I was
visiting
some friends, sort of bachelorette party." Maybe I need to get away just
once just to
make sure I am doing the right thing, although I know in my heart that
marrying Jonathan
is the best thing that will ever happen to me. Anyway, some bimbo actress
keeps calling
Jonathan. I've seen her picture in the papers and the Hollywood gossip
columns. She has
this 60ish hairdo and this awful red color, sort of like Bozo. She is really
getting on my
nerves. Jonathan told me he had a few dates with her about 5 years ago.
Maybe she
wants to give him one last thrill. Over my dead body. I had better get used
to this. I am
sure Jonathan has women after him all the time.
November 19, 1975
Well I am back from my adventure to James' house. We had lunch and I
left. He
wanted me to stay the night. After he suggested that, I knew that there is
no one I want to
be with except Jonathan. I could not wait to get back to him. I don't think
I will tell him,
he will only get upset.
November 22, 1975
Off to Maryland tomorrow for Thanksgiving with Pa. We can finalize the
wedding plans while we are there. This time though, I am going to make sure
Jonathan
sleeps in my room with me!
December l, 1975
Thanksgiving was wonderful. I can't believe the wedding is in a few
weeks.
Jonathan won't tell me where we are going on our honeymoon. I really don't
care, just as
long as we are together.
December 5, 1975
Another surprise visit from Jonathan. He came home in the middle of the
day
with roses and a bottle of wine. We spent the rest of the day and night in
bed. Words
just cannot describe how I feel.
December 10, 1975
We are getting married tomorrow. I really wish my mom was here. I miss
her so
much. Somehow though I know she is looking down and smiling. She told me
someday
I would meet the man of my dreams, and I did. I have so much to do.
December l2, 1975
The wedding was perfect. Everyone seemed to enjoy themselves, except the
actress with the bozo hairdo, who crashed and had to be escorted out. Pa was
so happy
for me, but I could tell he was sad that mom wasn't there. He gave me a
locket to wear
that was hers that she was saving for the day I got married. I have a
picture of her in it,
and I somehow feel she was with me on my wedding day.
I am the happiest person on the face of the earth. Jonathan went
downstairs to
check on a dinner reservation for tomorrow. We haven't been out of this
room since we
got here last night. Leave it to Jonathan to find the perfect honeymoon
retreat. This inn
is so quaint and romantic. We are staying here for a few days and then we
are off to
Hawaii.
Jonathan promised me that our life would be one adventure after another.
I don't
know what he exactly meant by that, but I guess I will find out. There is
one thing I do
know - I know now that I do not want to spend a day of my life without
Jonathan being a
part of it. I never thought it was possible to love someone the way I love Jonathan.
