Excerpt:
The morning came in brightly through her windows. She rolled over and lazily looked at the clock. The more she focused, the more she panicked.
"No…no, it can’t be nine yet!" Davin screamed out loud. "You didn’t set your alarm, you moron."
This little outburst sent Jenna Kitty flying off the bed in a hurry. Davin kicked the blanket off and dove for the phone. She had the station’s number on speed dial, but she dialed it anyway.
"Good Morning, this is KXNT. Your best choice for classic rock and I’m Peggy, how can I help you?"
"Peggy…" Davin all but screamed.
"Miss Ramberg, how are you feeling today? Better I hope," Peggy replied with sunshine in her voice.
God Peggy, you’re a good candidate for phone sex, Davin thought as she tried to regain her composure. "Is Jon there? I mean is he pissed off I’m not."
"Yes…I mean…he is here, but no, he is not angry. In fact, he's in a great mood," Peggy replied.
"He said he saw you here last night. When you weren’t here at eight, he told me to give you until ten, then I was supposed to give you a call. And you should see who is here, Miss Ramberg. I think I’m in love."
Davin closed her eyes, and then she remembered. Jon wanted her there to meet the new DJ. She fell back into a laying position.
"Oh my God…"she said.
"You're telling me, ouch, and the accent is sexier then hell," Peggy replied, forgetting who she was talking to.
A thought hit her and she said it out loud, "What color are his eyes?"
"They’re green, and emerald green." Peggy said. "Oh…I wish I wasn’t engaged."
"Peg, tell Jon I’ll be there as soon as possible."
"Peg? You have never called me Peg before, Miss. Ramberg," Peggy replied.
"And it’s Davin, Peg."
"Ok…Davin, we will see you when you get here. You better come soon…I don’t know how long this show is going to be." |
