Enchanted Read Free Page B

the glass, a billboard attached to the side of a building refracted a ray of sunlight. Her mouth dropped open as she stared into the deep amethyst of Shay Evers’s eyes. Blackness formed around the edge of her vision. From a distance, she heard Kramer speak.
    Evers lay on his side in a field of purple pansies–his slender, leather encased legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles. The white shirt draping his lean form gaped at the neck and fell in soft folds, exposing a large portion of his chest as he rested on one elbow. Long strands of tousled black hair floated in the wind around his perfect features. The picture, arresting and arousing, and obviously targeted for women, achieved its purpose. The smiling intensity in his purple eyes struck her to the core of her mind and left her breathless.
    “The station’s ratings are going to go through the roof. Parker remarked about this being an hour-long documentary with you doing the report. We’ll have sole rights to it. The advertising alone will be astronomical.” His abrupt laugh sounded harsh and loud.
    With a shake of her head, Caitlyn tore her gaze away from the billboard, yet when she blinked she still saw the image.
    Kramer snapped his fingers in front of her eyes. “Are you listening, Reiley? You leave at four in the morning for Wales. Evers owns a place, and I mean a big place, there. Somewhere in the mountains. Refurbished an old castle. Heard rumors it’s like a faery tale castle. Plants and whatever all over. I’ve called Blake. He’ll go by accounting to pick up the paperwork and credit cards.”
    Caitlyn shut her eyes for a moment. The thought of staying at Evers’s home thrilled her, but what if she did something stupid? The idea of falling under his spell did not sit well with her. She’d kept her deepest emotions concealed all her life. What if she couldn’t hide her attraction to him? So many women across the world were enamored of him.
    She bit her lip, a frown tugging her brows together. Could she take the chance? Insecurity flared and for a moment she didn’t know what to do. She glanced at Kramer, hoping to find some guidance.
    Her decision appeared, solid and firm, in the set of his jaw. She nodded and said with a forced smile, “This is great. He’s a fake. There isn’t any real magic, and I’ll prove it.”
    Kramer’s eyes widened. “What did you do? Read my mind? Listen, Reiley, I don’t care if he’s fake, but I do care about what this means to this station.” He propped a generous hip on the desk before he continued. “Parker gave the station full authority with this interview. Didn’t even argue when I told him what I wanted to do.”
    “Which is?”
    “Reality or illusion? Shay Evers, the man behind the magic.”
    Caitlyn studied him for a moment. “That’s good. This gives me leeway to find out the truth about his acts.”
    “Thought you might approve. Come on, you need to start packing.” He stood, grasped her by the upper arms, forcing her to her feet.
    “Go home. Now. Grab what you want to take. Go shopping for anything you don’t have. Charge it and put it on the expense account.”
    He guided her to the door and opened it for her. “I’ll pick up you and Blake in the morning and take you to the airport. Three o’clock sharp. Bring warm clothes. And don’t forget to call me. Often. I want a daily update.”
    The door clicked shut behind her, and she twisted around to stare at the knob. The word interview would have satisfied her goal to further her career, but the man she was selected to interview made this her first major assignment.
    She tried to recall all she knew about Evers. He had shot to the top of the entertainment world four years before, and to date, showed no signs of falling. His performances were interlaced with his own music and lyrics. This music caught on and now it rang across the world. Caitlyn couldn’t think of a single place she’d gone where she hadn’t heard at least one of his