Free Dancing in the Gray by Eydie Maggio

saw
Jeremy’s face on the caller ID. She smiled then hit the answer
button. “Good Morning, Jeremy.” It was 3 pm in Paris so it was 9 am
in New York.
    “Good Morning, Doll! How’s the city of
love?”
    “After last night, they’ll have to
rename it the city of lust.” Elise laughed.
    “Elise! You tramp! I need details!”
Jeremy’s voice was nearly two octaves higher.
    “It’s all your fault! And Ashley,
too!”
    “So you got the little care package in
your purse?”
    “Yes. Thank you guys so much. I had a
blast roller skating.”
    “I? What do you mean, I? You mean, we,
don’t you?”
    “No. He couldn’t make the roller
skating but he met me at the halfway point. I busted my ass right
in front of him.”
    “Darling, were you hurt?”
    “Scraped on the knee and palm, but
that’s it. He was really sweet. He picked me up and carried me to
the grass where he cleaned my scrapes and bandaged me
up.”
    “Holy shit! I am so trying that next
time I want to meet a man. Maybe I’ll finally find my knight in
sequins armor. So how did you guys meet? What’s his name? How hot
is he? Don’t disappoint me, Elise!”
    “I met him on the plane. I accidentally
dropped my BlackBerry in his lap then I reached down and retrieved
it. I totally grabbed his junk. After my poor attempts to
apologize, we finally introduced ourselves and had a nice
conversation over the stack of envelopes you guys left in my
purse.”
    “Love it!” Jeremy was literally singing
the words, “I have got to write these down. I needed some new
moves. Go on!”
    “Ok, so to answer your next question,
his name is Trey. And lastly, to answer the only question you
actually cared about, yes, he is very hot.”
    “So did we get last names or
occupations? Or, was this strictly a first name only, heat of the
moment, one-time thing?”
    “Last name is Watts, and he works in
finance. He even knew who I was because the publicity from the
buyout.”
    “Funny, his name is Trey Watts, like
the President’s son.”
    “He is the President’s son. That’s who
I met.” Elise prepared herself for the hissy fit.
    “ELISE! Do you know who his mother is!
THE Rebecca Watts.”
    “I know! I didn’t put the names
together when I met him. His Secret Service guy was on the plane
with him and again at the midway point on the skating route. So
when I recognized him following Trey, I asked him about it and
that’s when he told me who he was.”
    “How do you NOT know who he is?” Elise
had her attention so focused on work lately, she was lucky that she
even knew who the President was. “And darling, you’re a liar! Those
Watts boys aren’t hot. They are….they are….damn it, we have to
create a whole new word to accurately describe the
hotness.”
    “He is gorgeous. Every inch of him.” A
full body shiver went through Elise. Damn, he was SO
fine!
    “Girl, if you hear a loud thud, don’t
worry, it’s just me hitting the floor! I am literally about to
faint!” Elise couldn’t help but laugh. She loved Jeremy and his
dramatic tendencies. “You saw every inch of him? And just so you
know, before you answer me, my fingers and toes are all crossed
hoping you did. I would cross my testicles if I could.”
    “Yes, I did. But Jeremy, when I tell
you that this information is one hundred percent confidential, I
mean it! I had a great time, but what has happened here is staying
here. It’s an affair that Fun Elise had in Paris, nothing
more.”
    “Honey, lips are sealed. So, have you
found Fun Elise?”
    “I have! I can’t wait to see what she
does today.”
    There was a knock on Elise’s door.
“Hold on Jeremy. There’s someone at the door.” Elise walked over to
look through the peephole and saw the concierge holding a shopping
bag. She opened the door and the woman handed her the bag and told
her to have a nice afternoon.
    “Elise, who was it?”
    “Concierge. She brought me a shopping
bag.” Elise opened the bag to see her La Perla bra inside