Julie Kenner - Nobody Does It Better

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For author Paris Sommers, truth has become stranger than fiction. She's fallen in love with a man who exists only in her mind–a man she «invented» as a pseudonym for the fast-paced, testosterone-laden spy novels she writes. Only, now the man of her dreams is standing beside her, touching her, loving her. But who is he?Bar owner Devin O'Malley wanted Paris the first moment he saw her. And he was willing to do just about anything to get her–including «becoming» novelist Montgomery Alexander. Only, his deception worked too well. Before long, he'd stolen his way into Paris's bed and into her heart. But was she in love with Devin–or the fantasy he portrayed?

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Now he just had to figure out how to get her attention.

“Okay,” Rachel finally said, and Devin imagined her leaning back into the worn red leather booth, gathering steam for her next attack on Paris’s logic. “But there’s a drawing of Alexander on the back of your latest book. There’ve been articles, and web-pages, and on-line interviews. There are even women who swear they’ve slept with the man. You didn’t expect that, and neither did I. But that’s what we’re dealing with now.”

“I should just ’fess up and tell the truth at the party.” Paris said, sounding as if she’d prefer to have a root canal.

“And ruin everything? Hardback book deal. Remember? Money, publicity, the whole nine yards. Remember? You know Cobalt Blue’s only going to make an offer if Alexander comes through at the party tomorrow.”

“I know. I know. Besides, I’m just babbling. You know I can’t tell the truth. Not now. I’m in too deep.”

“So, let’s go out and find us an Alexander.” There was a pause. “What? Oh, no. You’re not going to say what I think you’re going to say.”

“But it’s true,” Paris insisted. “Not just anyone can be Alexander. He’s special. He’s unique.”

“Hello? Anybody home? He’s made up. Or are you going mental on me?”

Paris laughed. “Haven’t I always been?”

“Well, I’ll give you that.”

Devin heard shuffling.

“But what about the party?” Rachel asked. “We need time to find the right guy.”

“Maybe we could say he missed his plane from London.” Although her voice was muffled, Devin could just make out what Paris said. “As his personal manager, I guess little ol’ me will just have to break the bad news.”

Her voice barely penetrated the wall, and Devin realized they were leaving. The urge to see her again overwhelmed him, and he was on his feet and out the door before the echo faded. He burst into the dining area just as the front door swung shut.

“Damn, damn, damn,” he spewed, startling an old man munching pretzels at the bar. Without stopping to consider, he sprinted for the door, opened it and stepped into the heavy August heat. Paris stood across the street, about to slip into a taxi.

For a moment, she seemed to look right at him. Without thinking, he took a step toward her. Her mouth twitched in what could have been a smile, then she ducked in, slammed the door and was gone.

Devin mentally shook himself. He was acting like a flake. Since when did Devin O’Malley run after anonymous women? He tried to laugh it off, blaming his quirky behavior on testosterone, sunspots, or his fast-approaching thirty-first birthday. Anything to lessen the feeling that he had suddenly and without warning lost something terribly important.

“Answer to your prayers, eh, boss?”

“She’s a diamond, Jerry,” Devin answered, without turning around. “In case you hadn’t noticed, I’m coal. My whole family’s coal. If I’m lucky, maybe I’ll make it to graphite by the next millennium. But not diamonds. Never diamonds.” And that was a damn shame.

“I ain’t suggesting you marry her, man. I’m saying she’s a nice little solution to your problem.”

Distracting thoughts of marriage and honeymoon nights, bare shoulders and a willing woman, that woman, drifted though Devin’s mind. Devin and the diamond? The possibility intrigued him, and Devin had never turned his back on a challenge. Hadn’t he started his business despite every possible obstacle? Wasn’t he finally shaking loose the remnants of his childhood?

Devin shook his head to clear his thoughts. “What are you talking about, Jerry?”

“Just your gal-pal and that twenty-thou you owe a certain, um, loan manager.”

Devin turned. “I don’t owe it.” A technicality, but true. After his dad’s stroke, Devin had said he’d cover the debt. Too bad for him the creditor was more vile than the worst thug in a Scorsese gangster flick.

Jerry shrugged. “Your pop, you. Same difference. You stepped in, so now it’s yours.”

Devin moved closer to the pub, out of the way of the foot traffic on the sidewalk. “What scheme are you crafting?”

“You ever read any of Montgomery Alexander’s books?”

Devin shook his head. “Never.”

“Well, I have. Every one. They’re all about this dude who’s your average, everyday super-spy named Joshua Malloy. A real slick number. All the books are pretty much the same. Old Joshua’s hired by some government to fight terrorists, assassinate the enemy, that kinda thing.”

He popped a karate chop toward Devin. “Fire fights, supersonic jets, nuclear bombs. Sex. You name it, these books got it.” Jerry grinned. “They ain’t literature, but they’re a damn wild ride.”

Blond curls, petite features and delicate hands flashed through Devin’s mind. “And that wisp of a woman writes these things?”

“Who’da thunk it, huh? For years people been wonderin’. ‘Who is Montgomery Alexander?’ they ask. Navy SEAL? Former CIA? Lot of folks say he’s a retired spy carryin’ a grudge. Got tired of his life being top secret and decided to call it fiction.”

“So you’re saying nobody knows what we just overheard?”

“You kiddin’?” Jerry lowered his voice. “This is major scoop material. I’ll tell you something else. Nobody, I mean nobody, woulda guessed Alexander was the homecoming queen.”

Devin looked down the bustling street, but her cab was well out of sight. His first impression had been right. She was one hell of a woman. And she’d taken a taxi right out of his life.

Idiot. He should have raced through the bar, fallen at her feet, shouted bad poetry over the loudspeaker. Something, anything, to have kept her close to him.

“Well,” Jerry prodded. “What do you think?”

“About what?”

“Come on, Dev.” He gripped Devin’s shoulders and groaned with exaggerated melodrama. “The perfect scam just walked into our little corner of the world.”

Devin jerked away. “I run a pub. That’s not my world. And when I hired you, you promised me it wasn’t yours anymore.”

“I’m clean, man. I been straight over a year, ever since you hired me. But you need that money, and opportunity just strolled by. You can’t tell me you didn’t think of it. You’re a chip off the old block, eh? And your pop was among the best.”

“I’ll get the money, Jerry,” Devin insisted.

“What? In two weeks? How? This place is mortgaged to the hilt, buddy boy, and I know you don’t got any spare cash tucked in a drawer somewhere. What’re you gonna do? Call Derek?”

Devin grimaced. His older brother had been more than happy to follow in their father’s footsteps. On the night Devin moved out, Derek had told him in no uncertain terms that he was a loser, would never make it in the legitimate business world, and would come crawling back with his tail between his legs. Every cruel word was a prophecy Devin had no intention of fulfilling.

“I’ll get it. Without Derek and without pulling a con.”

Jerry held up his hands in surrender. “See, this is what I been talkin’ about.” He gestured to Devin and then back to himself. “You and me, we ain’t communicatin’. I’m not talkin’ ’bout conning nobody. The thought never even entered my mind.”

“Sure, Jerry.”

“Honest. A simple business deal. You do something for diamond-lady, she does something for you.”

Twenty grand weighed on Devin’s shoulders. If Jerry really did have an idea, didn’t he owe it to himself to listen? And if Jerry’s idea wasn’t legitimate, he could just walk away.

Fighting against his better judgment, Devin looked into Jerry’s eyes. “You’ve got five minutes.”

JERRY LET OUT a low whistle. “Man, you are gonna knock ’em dead. If this were a movie you’d be a shoo-in for an Oscar.” He was sprawled in the middle of Devin’s tattered but comfortable couch, the major piece of furniture in the tiny, rent-controlled apartment. Piles of paperback novels teetered on either side of him. Index cards and empty cans of soda littered the glass-topped coffee table, replacing Devin’s financial magazines that were now scattered across the floor.

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