grown pretty lame.
A tap on his shoulder interrupted his musings about possible nuptials. He pulled off the headphones and spun around. He groaned inside as Serena stood with her hand on her hip, looking way too seductive for the work environment.
âAre we looking to march down the aisle soon? I certainly hope not. I would be really disappointed.â
âHey, Serena. I was just checking out something for a friend.â He closed the Web site. The last thing he needed was Serena snooping in his business. He was entirely clear what her motivation was for being so friendly lately. âWhat can I do for you?â
âThatâs a dangerous question, Wes. There are a lot of things you can do for me.â
Wes sputtered, âWork related, Serena.â
Serena laughed. âWes Cade, you are so fun to mess with.â She flipped her hair over her back and smiled down at him. âI was going to head down to Melanie Stoweâs high school to talk to some of her former teachers, but I have had a change of plans.â
âYeah? Howâs the story coming?â As the senior reporter, Serena took on the big stories and was known to dig deep and sometimes too far. He could never figure out why someone with her incredible looks didnât go for the anchor role. Sheâd been at the station for at least five years, two years more than him. The two anchors at the station had both been here for ten years. Maybe Serena was just waiting. Whenever he had a chance to fill in in the anchor role, he could see himself being there one day. If it wasnât for his mom and Pops, heâd consider moving to another market.
Wes tuned back into Serenaâs update. âMelanieâs ex-boyfriend is of interest. He sounds like he is the jealous type and was not too crazy about her being on a national talent show. You know the deal. An abusive boyfriend. Girlfriend goes missing. In this case, the girlfriend was a Charlotte native who had her fifteen minutes of fame on a national talent contest. Sounds like a real winner to me, but I will leave it to you to find out the dirt.â
âMe?â Wes responded. âWhatâs going on?â
Serena licked her lips. âI have another story to pursue.â
Wes raised his eyebrow. âReally? A bigger story than Melanie Stowe?â
Serena leaned forward. She was close enough for Wes to smell her expensive perfume. He slid his chair back. Serena looked him in the eyes. âThis missing person case is right up your alley. If you can get the real truth, this will boost your career beyond what you can imagine.â She stood upright and then asked, âBy the way, howâs your grandfather doing?â
Wes swallowed before answering. He was still grasping the fact that Serena had just dropped her assignment in his lap. âUh, not too good.â
âThatâs a shame. It sure would be nice to know his take on the case.â
He frowned. âThere are others folks in the missing persons unit we can talk to, Serena.â
âYeah, I know.â
âIs there a reason in particular why you are interested in my grandfather?â
âIâm just curious about an old case. Thatâs all. Look, I will catch you later, kiddo.â Before walking away, she pointed a manicured red-tipped finger at him. âGet the truth.â
Wes watched as Serena sauntered out of the newsroom. What is she up to ?
He walked across the newsroom and knocked on the news producerâs door. Alan James called out, âCome in.â
âHey, Alan. Whatâs going on?â
Alan put down his cup of coffee and looked up from his laptop. âI should ask that of you. I take it Serena has shared her news.â
âIâm shocked. She must have a pretty big assignment to let this opportunity go.â
âSomething sheâs been working on for a while.â
Wes threw up his hands. âAny clues?â
âThe only thing I