The Weather Girl by Amy Vastine Read Free Book Online

she had proved too tough for him.
    “Is there a storm headed our way that Summer didn’t bother to tell us about?” Rachel voice startled him. She ran a finger along the top of Travis’s desk and her blouse was open one button too low to be professional. Rachel, unlike Summer, had no issues with making things personal between the two of them.
    Travis shook his head and leaned back in his chair. “She’s getting some fresh air. Ken gave her a bit of bad news.”
    “She’s moving to weekends?” Rachel certainly loved gossip. Travis shook his head. “He’s cutting some of her appearances?” Travis shook his head again. “He’s letting her go?”
    “No, no. Nothing like that,” Travis assured her. “She has to go to football games with me. That’s all.”
    Something flashed in Rachel’s eyes— displeasure, he thought. “Now, why in the world would Ken be sending Summer out to football games with you? That girl doesn’t know a thing about football!”
    “He’s got it in his head that we have some sort of chemistry. I’d agree if oil and water somehow reacted to each other. But I think the only thing we do is push each other away.”
    Rachel tapped her painted fingernails on his desktop as she glared at Ken’s office door. “You and Summer? Is he saying you two have better chemistry than Brian and me?”
    “I don’t think so.”
    “Is he saying you and I don’t have chemistry?”
    “Your name didn’t really come up,” Travis said, not understanding what she was getting at.
    She paled and put a hand over her heart, looking horror-struck. “He’s saying I don’t have chemistry with anyone?”
    “I can’t really say what he thinks about your chemistry because like I said, you didn’t come up in the conversation.”
    Rachel’s hands were balled into fists at her sides as she stalked over to Ken’s door. “Well, if he thinks he’s going to groom that blond weather freak to take me out, he’s got another think coming.”
    “What in the world are you talking about?” Travis shouted. He had no idea what was going on anymore.
    Rachel pushed open the door without knocking and slammed it shut behind her. The women at KLVA were all certifiable. Just as that thought crossed his mind, in walked Summer. Those bluebell eyes met his and were brimming with something other than the anger and disgust that had been present a few minutes ago. She headed straight for Ken’s office, knocking politely. Rachel flung open the door, almost knocking Summer over.
    She pointed an angry finger at the bewildered weather girl. “Don’t think I’m not on to you, Rain Princess. I know what you’re up to. I know.”
    Travis watched as Rachel stomped off, knocking into one of the production assistants and snapping at the woman to get out of her way. Summer looked over at him, trying to make sense of what had happened. All he could do was shrug. He had no idea what was in the water today. Still slightly shaken, she stepped into Ken’s office and closed the door behind her.
    Try as he might, Travis couldn’t keep himself from checking constantly for Summer to emerge. Although he couldn’t make out exactly what was being said, Ken’s voice was loud and scolding. When Summer finally opened the door, her expression gave away nothing. No telling what had gone on in there. She slowly walked toward Travis’s desk. Her hair was pulled over one shoulder and he could tell she was nervous.
    “I was wrong to take my frustration out on you. I’m sorry,” she said like a child who had been told to apologize but didn’t really mean it. She began to turn away.
    “Hold up.” Travis rose to his feet. He was a good foot and a half taller than her, and his size caused her to take a step back. “Obviously Ken told you you’re stuck with me.” She didn’t deny it but arched an impressive eyebrow. “I get that you think I don’t deserve to work here, but what is it about me that makes you so angry, huh? Does your boyfriend