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my boy. Second of all, someone on his tour bus was caught with marijuana. He wasn’t. And third, unless it’s major, I don’t want to touch any story about J. Love.”
    Dexter glared right back at me. He hated for me to have any kind of personal feelings about stories that we aired.
    â€œNow, now,” Tamara said, stepping in. “Maya’s right. It’s a dope charge. And it’s not even J. Love, so it’s not worth it.” She turned to me. “But Maya, we need you to get on it. We did the whole Cancun spring break thing, and you came back with nothing.”
    â€œAnd yes, you busted the K2 ring, but you ended up becoming the story,” Dexter added. “We need more.”
    â€œFine, I am looking into a tip about Demond Cash and Mynique Foxx,” I said, reluctantly.
    Their eyes grew big. “The actor Demond Cash?” Dexter asked, excitement already building.
    I nodded. “Yeah. I think he may be abusive, but I’m checking my sources right now.”
    Chatter filled the room. “Oooh, that would be good,” Tamara said. “Definitely keep us posted on that.”
    I nodded, grateful when Tamara started wrapping up the meeting. As I headed back to my office, I couldn’t help but wonder, was Dexter right? Why was I even second-guessing whether to run that story? Was I going soft? Was I getting a conscience?
    I opened the door and walked into my office/dressing room. My assistant, Yolanda, was sitting at the small conference table going over some paperwork.
    â€œHey, where’d these come from?” I said, leaning over and sniffing the big bouquet of roses that sat on my desk.
    â€œOh, the front desk brought those back about twenty minutes ago,” she said.
    â€œWho are they from?”
    â€œWho knows?” she replied. “Probably one of your many admirers.”
    I plucked the card out. I did have a lot of admirers, but since you never knew who was crazy and who wasn’t, I tried to steer clear of those people. I smiled when I read the card. “It’s from Alvin.”
    â€œOf course it is.” Yolanda chuckled. She was a great assistant who stayed out of my business, but Alvin was always sending me sweet little gifts, so she knew about him. Alvin was just a really good friend, though. We’d met through a friend of Kennedi’s who had hooked me up with him to help me try and track down this crazed fan who was stalking me. Alvin was like a computer genius. But as most geniuses were, he was a stone-cold nerd. And although he’d ended up being a great guy, Maya Morgan didn’t do nerds. Still, we talked on the phone almost every day and joked all the time. Though I really liked having him as a friend and I knew he wanted to take our relationship to the next level, he never pressured me or made me feel uncomfortable, so we stayed good friends.
    â€œ ‘Congratulations on another ratings win,’ ” I said, reading the card.
    I hadn’t even told Alvin that the ratings had come in and Rumor Central had won its time slot in thirty-three markets. But it didn’t surprise me that he knew.
    I picked up the phone and dialed Alvin’s number. “Hey, you,” I said when he picked up the phone.
    â€œHey, gorgeous,” he replied.
    â€œGot the flowers.”
    â€œGood. I know how much you love white lilies.”
    â€œThey are beautiful. How did you know about the ratings?” I asked.
    â€œI knew they came out today, so I went and checked, even though I already knew they were going to be good.”
    â€œYou wouldn’t know they were good the way my bosses are trippin’,” I said, falling back in my desk chair.
    â€œThat’s because they’re trying to hang on to the top spot. The minute you become complacent, someone snatches your crown.”
    â€œNo worries. This crown is positioned tightly on my head.”
    He laughed. “Of course it is. Is