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responded with a lazy smile, glad to have the entire affair behind her. “I didn’t sound too much like a walking geek tank?”
    “No way,” Kerry laughed. “We all watched it on IDLN. But my God, Dar, your face when they gave you that ovation...I thought you were going to swallow your pager.”
    “Erf.” Dar threw an arm over her eyes. “Caught me by surprise; but it ended up pretty good. Those West Indies investors are sharp. They had some good questions.”
    “You had some great answers.” Kerry leaned back in her chair and propped a knee up against her desk. “Listen, I did call you to say hi and congratulations and all that...”
    “But?” Dar drawled through the phone.
    “But,” Kerry agreed, “we’ve got a real problem in Chicago, Dar. I think I’m going to have to go out there.” She heard the sigh. “Tonight.”
    Another sigh. “Col said she’d watch Chino, since Mom and Dad are in Bermuda.” They were both silent for a bit. “I don’t think it’ll take long.”
    “You promised me turkey,” Dar protested with a hint of a verbal pout. “Tell Chicago to stuff itself.”
    Kerry gazed fondly at her speakerphone. “We’ve still got two days before Thanksgiving, Dar. C’mon, I’ll be back tomorrow night at the latest. Besides, you’re the one who said you could deal with Egg McMuffins if you had to,” she reminded her boss.
    “That was before you mentioned marshmallow-stuffed sweet potatoes,” Dar retorted, then sighed. “I know, I know. I was reviewing that mess myself. I thought I might have to make a trip out there, but you’re really better at handling those people than I am.”
    “Thank you.” Kerry preened silently, tipping back and enjoying the twilight outside. “What’re your plans for tonight?”
    There was a momentary pause on the other end. “Bob Trancet wants to show me the town,” Dar answered. “But after Alastair warned me off today, I’m not sure I want to be shown.” Another pause. “Hey.”
    “Mm?” Kerry was rolling Dar’s words over in her mind.
    “Thanks for the roses, the chocolate, and the teddy bear.”
    A smile grew. “I saw your jacket; it looked pretty.” Kerry turned her head to one side and regarded the phone. “Hey, isn’t he the guy there was the big scandal about over Fourth of July?” she asked curiously. “Him and a secretary, or something, in the Xerox room?”
    “Yeah,” Dar admitted. “He wears his gonads on his lapel, all right.”
    Kerry almost spit her tonsils out her nose. She clapped a hand over her mouth and reached for her cup of tea, half choking with laughter.

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    “Dar, don’t do that,” she spluttered. “I didn’t need that mental image; I really, really didn’t.”
    Dar chuckled softly. “Sorry. Maybe I’ll just force him into dinner here at the hotel. I’m pretty tired after all that crap today. When’s your flight?”
    “Nine.” Kerry stifled a yawn. “Wish it were landing in LaGuardia.”
    She rolled her head to one side. “God, this is ridiculous.”
    “What is?”
    “Me feeling like a spoiled little brat denied her candy because you’re not here,” Kerry responded wryly. “Dar, this is not normal. I want you to go to Doctor Steve when you get back, so he can figure out what you put out that has me so damned hooked on you.” She paused.
    “Stop smirking.”
    “I wasn’t.”
    “You most certainly were.” Kerry reached out and ran a fingertip along the speakerphone. “Am I embarrassing you?”
    “No.” Dar’s voice dropped a note. “Flattering me.”
    “Mm.” Kerry’s eyes half closed, and she exhaled. “Well, I guess I’d better get going. I want to get to the airport a little early.” She stifled another yawn. “At least I can sleep on the plane. You go and have fun with Mr. Happy Gonads, okay?”
    “Oh yeah. A blast,” Dar mused. “Hey, have a good flight, okay?
    Give me a call when you get to your hotel.”
    “I will,” Kerry promised. “Later,