Free Scandalizing the CEO by Katherine Garbera Page B

they’d be stuck here for at least thirty minutes. Damn.
    “Tell me.”
    “I can’t. I haven’t figured it out yet myself,” she said.
    He reached over and patted her knee. “I’m here if you want to talk.”
    “Thanks,” she said. “Isn’t it funny how foreign this city feels?”
    He laughed. “Yes. I think we’ve been in London too long.”
    “It’s only been three years. Do you ever think of coming back?” she asked him.
    “Never. I like London. And my best friend lives there.”
    She smiled at him and blew him an air kiss. “We’d still be BFFs if you moved.”
    “You say that, but life would change. Besides, I have my Maxim now and he likes our quiet neighborhood.”
    Maxim was Freddie’s English Bulldog. And she knew he’d never move if he thought that dog would be traumatized by it. He was so attached to him that he’d set up a webcam so he could chat with the dog once a day while he was on this trip.
    She made small talk until traffic started moving. Her BlackBerry pinged and she glanced down at her e-mail—she didn’t know how she’d live without her BlackBerry—andsaw that Tiffany Malone had accepted the invitation to do an interview.
    “Yes! Just what I was hoping for. Tiffany Malone said yes to the interview.”
    “She’s one of my faves. Her music was so earthy. It’s a shame she stopped performing.”
    Ainsley nodded and typed an e-mail back to her assistant to finalize the details for the interview. She would use the leverage of Tiffany’s agreement to secure an interview with the other women. No one had ever printed their stories and it was past time that those women had a voice.
    She sent a personal note to Tiffany, telling her that one of their writers—Bert Michaels—would be in touch with her soon. Once the article was written they’d compile pictures from the past and present to round out the piece.
    The rest of the day was busy, but Maurice wanted her to lock in all three of the Devonshire heirs for the interview. Cathy had tried, but her secretary hadn’t been able to get the men to return her calls, so Ainsley knew she’d have to do it herself. Geoff was difficult to reach, so she had to settle for leaving a voice mail.
    She called Henry’s office and got his assistant, Astrid, who put her right through.
    “Hello, Henry. This is Ainsley Patterson with Fashion Quarterly. I spoke to Steven a few days ago and he intimated that you’d be agreeable to participating in an interview with our magazine.”
    “I can’t say no. My mum would have my head. She told me you were going to interview her.”
    “We are. Once I have a confirmation from Geoff, my assistant will call you and set up the times and all that. I’d love to photograph you with your mother and maybe get one with all three of you boys and Malcolm.”
    “Good luck with that. I’m not sure that Malcolm’s health will allow it.”
    “If it does, will you participate?”
    “I’ll think about it. Probably.”
    “Thank you, Henry.”
    “No problem. According to my mum, your magazine is one of the best. She had nothing but great things to say about it.”
    “Thanks,” she said. She ended the call a few minutes later and then dialed Steven’s number.
    He answered it on the third ring. “Devonshire.”
    “It’s Ainsley.” She didn’t want to mention last night or the fact that they were both in New York.
    “What can I do for you?”
    “I need you to talk to your mother about the interview. Tiffany Malone has already agreed. If we can get your mum as well it would be a more well-rounded interview.”
    “I was hoping you were calling to talk about our date.”
    “Nope.”
    “That’s a very American answer.”
    “Is it? I can’t talk about that right now. I’m in a conference room with other staff members.”
    “So you’re not alone?”
    “Exactly.”
    “If I talk dirty to you will you blush?” he asked, his voice deepening.
    “Probably,” she admitted.
    “I will do my best to get my