It had been nice to get away from the producer’s prying eyes for a while. But he never completely escaped while he’d been away on home visits. Chris had seen to that. His childhood friend took his job very seriously. But he couldn’t be too upset about it. After all, Chris was partly responsible for his winning Rochelle back. If it weren’t for him, Grant would have never been considered for the show, and Rochelle might have actually pursued another man. Just the thought made him clench his jaw. “You wanted to see me?” Grant said, gruffer than he’d intended. Richie didn’t pretend to hide his irritation. “Chris tells me you and Rochelle went off together. Alone. Do explain.” He had to handle this delicately; Richie was no fool. It was Rochelle who’d suggested they play the game until the end. And when she’d explained why, he’d agreed whole-heartedly. Now he had to convince Richie that there was nothing between them—and that there never would be.
