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lines betweenprofessional relationships and personal ones, so I was a little thrown by how familiar he was being and wondered how everyone really felt about me—especially now that they knew I’d been out boozing with the boss.
    I kept waiting for Wendy Davenport to stroll into the room, but she never did.
    Where is she?
    The meeting seemed to go smoothly, at least what I could understand of it. I quickly learned that TV people use a lot of jargon and acronyms, many of which went sailing right over my head. I was able to decipher some of it through context, but I was tempted more than once to raise my hand and ask for a translation. Not wanting to look like I was in too far over my head, however, I feigned understanding while furtively jotting down a long list of questions. I’d get Scotty to explain it all to me later.
    The intern played with his phone throughout the entire meeting.
    • • •
    “So where was Wendy?” Scotty and I were across the street at Argot Tea. I stirred brown sugar into my latte.
    “Wendy? She doesn’t come to staff meetings all that much.”
    “Really? But isn’t this, well, her show ?” I was secretly thrilled at this news.
    “Yes, but it’s in her contract that she doesn’t have to attend every meeting, especially the regular ones where, as you just saw, we basically go over a checklist of what everyone needs to take care of throughout the week. She comes now and then, especially if we’re going to be kicking around ideas for the show, but overall she thinks meetings are a waste of her time.”
    “You’re joking.”
    He shook his head and smiled. “Welcome to TV, my love. It’s unlike any industry you’ve ever seen, one in which moderately talented people get paid enormous amounts of money to act like spoiled children.”
    “I would have thought Wendy would be all over every meeting. She seemed like the type, you know?”
    “People aren’t always what they appear to be. Especially that one. You’ll see.”
    “I can’t say I’m exactly looking forward to that.”
    He put his hand over mine. “Please. You’ll be fine. So tell me about you . You’re settling in OK? So far, so good?”
    “So far, so good. I’m surprised at how smoothly it’s gone, to be honest.”
    “How are you liking Brooklyn Heights? I think it’s one of the prettiest areas in all of New York City. A hidden gem, if you ask me.”
    I could feel my eyes brighten. “I’m loving Brooklyn Heights. It’s hard to explain, but in a strange way, I feel like the neighborhood was made for me, Scotty. I just feel so comfortable there. They should have called it Waverly Heights .”
    He smiled. “Glad to hear you’re fitting in. I knew you would. So when are you coming up to my roof deck for a drink? Given how much I’ve been talking about you since you took the job, I think Tad’s convinced I’m going to go straight and make a move on you.”
    I coughed. “Yeah, right. I’d love to come by and meet him for more than two minutes this time. I’m curious about the man who captured the heart of the elusive Mr. Scotty Ryan. I’ve got to say, I never thought I’d see the day.”
    “You and me both, princess.” Scotty and I had both met Tad at a wedding nearly two years earlier, but the only thing I remembered from my brief encounter with him that night was thinking it wasn’t fair that his eyelashes were longer than mine. Scotty, on the other hand, had since moved from Dallas to New York to live with him.
    “So when are you free?” Scotty asked.
    I held my hands up. “My schedule is wide open–except for having to figure out my new job , that is. I hope you won’t regret hiring me.”
    “Kitten, I know a natural when I see one, and you’re going to be fine. This is not rocket science, so trust me, OK? Do you trust me?” He sipped his tea.
    I nodded. “I do. I’ve learned that doubting you is a losing strategy.”
    “There you go.”
    “Well, hello, Scott. And is that you…Waverly?” The