Fall into my Heart (The Subzero Series, #1) by Rebecca Elise Page A

kick the back of her seat. At first I
wanted to just lightly kick it, but the more she rambled on and on the more I
wanted to kick it as hard as I could. I imagined ramming my feet into the back
of her seat so hard, she broke through her seat belt and flew forward nearly
hitting her head on the dashboard and everyone would start clapping out of
gratitude. I had actually started pulling my legs back to do it when we pulled
into the parking lot of the hotel.
    “Thank
god!” I heard Norman mutter.
    Once
we were inside and checked in, the group pretty much split up. Since the others
had done this before, they knew the majority of the people here. All of the
sudden I felt really awkward. I didn’t know a single person here and I was
beginning to feel like the wallflower at the high school dance.  Everyone
seemed to be really consumed in their conversations and I felt weird about
jumping right in to one.
    I
was still standing there staring, when all of the sudden a woman with long
blonde hair, a stern pointy face and a crisp white suit came walking up to me.
“Fiona Appleby, you look lost.” She said extending her hand.
    “Chloe
Carver. Not lost, just new.” I said. I was relieved to find that she seemed
nicer then she looked.
    “So
which company are you here with?”
    “Drayton
McGuire.”
    “Oh
that’s the entertainment P.R. firm,” Fiona said with an interested look on her
face. “Are you a publicist then?”
    “Yes,
I am. Who are you with?” I asked her.
    “Who
do you currently represent?” She asked ignoring my question.
    “Currently
I represent Subzero, Julissa Patton and Kyle Anderson.” I said cautiously. I
started to feel like this lady was up to something.
    Fiona’s
eyes widen and a smile formed on her lips. “We should talk sometime.” She
pulled a business card out of her satchel and handed it to me.
    I
took her card and handed her one of mine. Just as she took it, someone called
her name.
    “I’ve
got to jet, but I will definitely be in touch.” She said before walking away.
    I
glanced down at her card and it all made sense. Fiona was an entertainment
journalist. I stuck her business card in my purse. Maybe if I could get an
exclusive interview for Julissa it would get her off of my back. Probably not,
or at least not as long as I would like but it was worth a try. What would make
Julissa happier than getting a chance to talk about herself to people that
would eat up every word that came out of her overly plumped mouth?
    As
soon as lunch was announced, everyone pretty much swarmed the buffet tables. I was
somehow herded up towards the front of the buffet line. Grabbing a plate off of
the plate warmer, I scooped on baked ziti, salad and mixed fruit before
selecting a slice of strawberry cheesecake and a bottle of water.
    Since
we weren’t supposed to sit with anyone we work with, I tried to find a table
that the friendliest looking people. I saw a couple of empty tables but I
didn’t want to chance being the only person sitting there. How embarrassing
that would be? The lone diner at a networking luncheon! I finally found a table
that had two men and one woman sitting there.
    “Is
this seat taken?” I asked flashing my friendliest smile.
    “It
is now.” A guy wearing a brown sweater vest and a white dress shirt with a
brown and white striped tie said. I hate when people say that. I mean, isn’t a
simple “No” enough?
    “I’m
Liam Frederick with Indigo Communications.” Sweater vest said.
    “Hi
Liam, I’m Chloe Carver with Drayton McGuire.” I said cheerfully.
    “Not
from around here it sounds.” The other guy, who was wearing a pretty sharp
looking black suit with a maroon dress shirt said.
    Gee nothing gets by him .
    “No,
I’m from New York originally. I’ve been here for a couple weeks now.”
    “Are
you rude?” The woman asked.
    “Well
apparently you are Amelia.” Black suit said.
    “I
am not Alex. It’s a known fact that New Yorkers are rude.” Amelia