Chart Toppers (Star Maker Book 3) (44 page)

His
familiar voice answered seconds later.
 
“Hey, Kit. What’s up?”

She sat
down in her chair and giggled.
 
“Well, Jonathan, it seems I received quite a delivery from Diamond Corporate
a little while ago.”

He
laughed.
 
“Is it sitting in your
driveway now?”

“Yes!
 
Wow, Jon, thank you.
 
This is so amazing.
 
I am so grateful.
 
It’s been my pleasure to work for
Diamond all these years.
 
I want to
keep these successes flowing for you guys.”

“We’d
love it if you did.
 
We appreciate
all your hard work, Kit.
 
With you
as CCO, you’ve singlehandedly put Diamond back on the map as the cool record
company that artists want to sign with.
 
And I won’t even go into what you’ve done with GT and Jade Riff.
 
Lots of buzz flying around town about
you these days.
 
Any wish list of
who
you
want to work with?
 
Because everyone who’s anyone wants to
work with you.”

She chuckled.
 
“I think that’s a gross exaggeration,
but yes, the phones have been ringing off the hook since I got back into
town.
 
I haven’t given much thought
to a wish list.”

“Maybe
you should.
 
We’d like to do a
dinner for you as well with the execs, the board, and spouses.
 
We want to do this at the best time for
you.
 
I know Sully is still on
tour.
 
Do you have a preferred
timeframe?”

She
thought about it and knew May would be out of the question with his throat
surgery coming right off of a massive world tour.
 
“Let’s go with late June or early
July.
 
That would work best for
us.
 
Thanks for holding off so I can
bring Sully.
 
I appreciate that.”

“Anything
you need, Kit.
 
And, by the way, the
board has lifted restrictions on the jet for you.
 
It’s at your disposal.”

Her
eyes widened.
 
There were only three
corporate jets for Diamond in operation.
 
One was for Diamond Pictures; one was for Diamond Records and one served
in tandem to whichever entity was busier.
 
Only the CEOs had unlimited access to the jets.
 
The fact that they were giving her this
privilege was unprecedented.
 
“Wow,
that’s amazing, Jonathan.
 
Is it
just you, Lew and me that can do that?”

“Yep.
 
You can use it for anything you
want.
 
Business or pleasure.”

“That’s
very generous, Jon.
 
Thank you.”

“You’re
welcome.
 
And, by the way, that was
Lew’s idea.
 
He misses working closely
with you.
 
He had a great time with
you at the Grammy’s.”

“I miss
him too.
 
I’ll have to pay him a
visit at Diamond Pictures soon.”

“You
should.
 
I know you’re a busy girl
these days, but he’d love a drop by if you have the time.”

She
giggled.
 
“I may have to go show off
my new wheels.
 
Take him out for a
spin.”

Jonathan
laughed.
 
“He’d love that.”

Giselle
waved to get her attention.
 
She
frowned, questioning why silently.
 
Giselle tapped her wristwatch and widened her eyes.
 
Kit bobbed her head and gracefully
concluded her call with Jonathan, grabbing her purse and new car keys.

As she
ran out of the office, she waved.
 
“Thanks for the reminder, G.
 
I won’t be long.”
 
She hopped
in her new car and took a moment to relish the experience.
 
She giggled as she started the car and
headed out.

The
light turned green, but Kit didn’t notice. She remained in a daze until the
honking horn of the car behind jarred her back into the present moment.
 
She grinned and pressed the accelerator.
 
Her mind had temporarily lapsed into
baby land.
 

She was
returning from her doctor’s appointment where she received the confirmation
that she was indeed pregnant and due in late November.
 
She turned the corner and climbed the
hill to her home, pulling past the gates and into the circular driveway. She
felt a rush of excitement, having a good feeling about her pregnancy.
 
She drew on her strong belief that this
time it would work out and come November; she’d have a healthy newborn baby in
her arms.

She
strolled into the office and threw down her purse, noticing Lila and Giselle
completely occupied with calls.
 
She
approached Giselle’s desk and planted her hands on it, staring until Giselle
looked up and met her eyes.

Giselle
asked the caller to hold.
 
“What’s
up?
 
Do you need me?”

She
grinned.
 
“Yes, but finish your
call.
 
I need a moment, in private.”

Giselle
nodded and continued her call, trying her best to wrap up quickly.
 
She watched Kit leave the room and
wondered where she was headed.
 

Kit sat
down at the keys of the vintage Steinway and started playing, feeling a
tremendous peace overwhelm her so much it made her smile and pause to enjoy
it.
 
She resumed playing until she
heard Giselle call out to her.

“You
wanted to see me, boss?”

Kit
stopped playing and looked at her.
 
“Yes.
 
Come with me.”
 
She stood up and made her way up the
stairs to one of the bedrooms that were in proximity to the master bedroom she
shared with Sully.
 
She walked into
the room and looked around.
 
It was
furnished as a standard guest room.
 
She looked at Giselle and grinned, her emerald eyes twinkling.
 
“I’m going to need your help with
something.
 
You’ve always had a good
eye for interior design.
 
My office
looks like a million bucks because of your suggestions.”

Giselle
nodded.
 
“Ok.
 
What would you like to do with this
room, in particular?”

Kit
smiled wide and nodded.
 
“I’d like
you to turn into a nursery, G.”

Giselle’s
eyes widened.
 
“Oh my God.
 
Kit, are you pregnant?”

She
giggled and nodded.
 
“Yes.
 
I just got the confirmation from my
doctor.
 
I’m due in November.”

Giselle
screamed with delight and hugged her tightly.
 
“Oh gatinha, I’m so happy for you!
 
This is the best news ever!”

She
pulled back and grinned.
 
“Thanks.
 
I want to wait to
tell Sully until I see him in person.
 
Also, I’m only at eight weeks.
 
I’d prefer to hold off on telling people until I’m into my second
trimester.
 
Alexa already knows, but
other than her, I’d like to keep a lid on this for at least a month if not a
little longer.”

Giselle
was unable to wipe the large grin off her face as her head bobbed.
 
“Of course.” She giggled.
 
“It will be our little secret.”
 
She reached out and squeezed her hand.
 
“Anything you need, I’m here to do
it.
 
I’ll watch your schedule even
more carefully and if it gets too heavy, just say the word, ok?
 
Don’t be a hero, Kitty.
 
Keeping your little bambino safe and
healthy is much more important than your professional duties in my opinion.”

She
nodded.
 
“Agreed.
 
That’s why I wanted to share this with
you.
 
I will need your help with
that.
 
And I may have you step in to
manage the band more actively.
 
You
know how to do it, and you do it well.
 
Those guys have mad respect for you.
 
It will be a good transition.”

Giselle
nodded. “Do you want to start that transition immediately?”

Kit
hadn’t anticipated that question and took a moment to think about it.
 
Recalling what happened with her
previous pregnancy and also her doctor’s urging to take it easy, she
nodded.
 
“Yes.
 
Let’s start that transition, but we have
to be careful that Sully doesn’t suspect anything.”

She
nodded.
 
“We’ll pull it off.
 
By the way, Gina confirmed Lew for
tomorrow.
 
You’re good to stop by
and spend some time with him.
 
He’ll
be on the lot.”

Kit
grinned.
 
“Great.
 
Looking forward to it.”

Lew’s
assistant, Gina, led her into his office.
 
He looked up and smiled.
 
“Kit!”
 
He got up and walked
toward her, arms outstretched to give her a hug.

She
remained in his embrace for a while.
 
Lew was like the father she never had and always wanted.
 
It had been a while since she had seen
him in person or received one of his legendary bear hugs, and she wanted to
relish every moment of it.
 
They weren’t
able to spend as much time together at the Grammy’s as they would have
liked.
 

She smiled
at him.
 
“Hey, Lew.”

He grinned
at her.
 
“How’s my favorite girl
doing?”

She
giggled and took a seat in front of his desk as he headed back to his
seat.
 
“I’m doing well.
 
Things have been a little crazy since
the Grammy win.
 
Thanks for the car,
by the way.
 
It’s gorgeous.
 
I love it.”

He
nodded.
 
“You’re welcome.
 
You earned that car.
 
How’s Sully doing?
 
How’s the tour?”

She sat
back and got comfortable.
 
“The tour
wraps in six weeks.
 
He’s doing
ok.
 
Tired of the road for sure.”

“How
many dates was this one?”

She
chuckled and shook her head.
 
“It
will be two-hundred-forty-seven when they’re done.”

Lew cringed.
 
“Ouch!
 
That’s a big tour.
 
How long have they been on the road?”

“Since
February of
last
year.”

His
eyes widened for a moment, and he grinned.
 
“Hardest working band in rock n’ roll.
 
Those guys are going to need some
serious rest before going back into the studio for another album.” He wagged
his finger at her.
 
“Don’t let Jonathan
push you.”

She
shook her head.
 
“I won’t.”

“So,
Kitten, what can I help you with?
 
You mentioned you wanted my help with something?
 
Want me to write another big check for
your foundation again?”
 
He smiled
wide.

She
chuckled.
 
“I’ll always take one of
those, sure.
 
In fact, we have a
gala coming up this weekend that I would love you and Sheri to attend, but
that’s not why I’m here.
 
Sully
wants to experiment with acting.
 
He’s had some bit parts and faired well enough that he’s gained
favorable attention from some directors and producers.
 

“He’s
good.
 
He’s got some pretty decent
acting chops, but I don’t want to manage that part of his career.
 
I know nothing about the film and TV
side of the biz
yet
.
 

“I need
to find him an agent or manager for this.
 
I’ve had people calling wanting to represent him daily, and he’s got three
roles right now that he’s up for, so I need to find him someone quickly.
 
I don’t want to choose just anyone.
 
I was hoping you could recommend someone
or point me in the right direction.”

Lew
didn’t miss a beat.
 
“Edwina
Morrison.
 
Everyone calls her
Winnie.
 
She’s the best, and she’s a
bulldog.
 
She’s been in this
industry for thirty years.
 
Let’s
give her a call right now.”