Thirty minutes later, while they were watching Seven Brides for Seven Brothers because mentioning the film made them both want to watch it again, her computer beeped.
Kat pulled the laptop onto her lap and grinned. “He took the bait. He wants to chat.”
Hilary paused the movie and rubbed her hands together. “Now the fun begins.”
Kat clicked okay to the chat request and the empty screen popped up. She typed something.
Hi.
Kind of dumb, but she wasn’t sure what to say at first. The screen showed Damian typing.
Hello Amelia. I must admit, your profile intrigued me.
Kat giggled and shoved her sister’s shoulder. “See? Do I know how to do it or what?”
“Answer him,” Hilary said.
What part intrigued you?
It’s rare to find a woman who likes both caviar and Snickers.
Kat laughed. “The Snickers drew him in. Go figure.” She tried to think of something witty to say.
I rarely eat them together.
Lol. I bet.
The conversation stalled, and Hilary motioned for her to continue. “Ask him something.”
Kat typed.What are you doing tonight?
I’m actually out of town, snowed into my hotel.
That stinks.
Yeah, I tried ordering dinner but no one was delivering with the storm. I’m starving.
Guilt surfaced in Kat’s chest before she remembered what he was there to do. Put the newspaper out of business and her out of a job. Hilary whacked her on the arm. “The poor billionaire has nothing to eat. Is he above eating what they have at the hotel?”
“They don’t have a restaurant at the hotel.”
“Oh. Well, then I feel a little sorry for him.”
“I’m trying not to,” Kat said. “He doesn’t care about this town or the people here.” She continued to type.
That doesn’t sound like any fun.
What are you doing tonight?
“OMG, what are you going to tell him?” Hilary was getting far too into this.
Kat thought about it before typing a response.I’m just curled up with a good book.
What book are you reading?
I’m re-reading A Christmas Carol. I just love Charles Dickens.
“Don’t lay it on too thick,” Hilary said.