“Joyce didn’t give any gory details,” Stanton said.
“That doesn’t matter,” Kim said. “She’s been giving out personal information about Brian and me since we were teenagers.”
“All she said was that Kinnard wasn’t right for you,” Stanton said. “Which I happen to agree with if he’s forever traipsing off with his friends for ski trips and fishing forays.”
“That sounds like details to me,” Kim moaned. “It’s also an exaggeration. The fishing is something new. The skiing is once a year.”
“To tell you the truth I was hardly listening,” Stanton said. “At least until she asked me if I could find someone more appropriate for you.”
“Good Lord!” Kim said with mounting irritation. “I can’t believe this. She actually asked you to fix me up with someone?”
“It’s not my usual forte,” Stanton said. A self-satisfied smile spread across his face. “But I had a brainstorm. Right after I hung up with Joyce I knew to whom I’d introduce you.”
“Don’t tell me that’s why you got me here tonight,” Kim said with alarm. She felt her pulse quicken. “I never would have come if I’d had any idea-”
“Calm down,” Stanton said. “Don’t get yourself in a dither. It’s going to work out just fine. Trust me.”
“It’s too soon,” Kim said.
“It’s never too soon,” Stanton said. “My motto is, Today is yesterday’s tomorrow.”
“Stanton, you are impossible,” Kim said. “I’m not ready to meet someone. Besides I’m a mess.”
“I already told you that you look terrific,” Stanton said. “Trust me, Edward Armstrong is going to fall for you like a ton of bricks. One look into those emerald eyes and his legs will turn to rubber.”
“This is ridiculous,” Kim complained.
“One thing I should admit right up front is that I have an ulterior motive,” Stanton said. “I’ve been trying to get Edward involved in one of my biotech companies ever since I became a venture capitalist. With Genetrix about to go public, there’s no time like the present. The idea is to get him beholden by introducing him to you, Kim. Then maybe I’ll be able to twist his arm to get him on the Genetrix scientific advisory board. If I get his name on the prospectus it will be worth a good four or five mil on the initial offering. In the process I can make him a millionaire.”
For a moment Kim didn’t say anything as she concentrated on her wine. On top of her anxiety, she was feeling used as well as embarrassed, but she didn’t voice her irritation. She’d always had trouble expressing herself in confrontational situations. Stanton had amazed her as he always had, being so manipulative and self-serving yet so open about it.
“Maybe Edward Armstrong doesn’t want to be a millionaire,” Kim said at length.
“Nonsense,” Stanton said. “Everyone wants to be a millionaire.”
“I know it’s difficult for you to understand,” Kim said. “But not everyone thinks the same way you do.”
“Edward is a nice gentleman,” Candice said.
“That sounds suspiciously like the equivalent of a female blind date being described as having a nice personality.”
Stanton chuckled. “You know, cousin, you might be a mental case but you do have a sense of humor.”
“What I meant to say,” Candice said. “Edward is a considerate person. And I think that’s important. I was initially against the idea of Stanton fixing you up, but then I thought how nice it would be for you to have a relationship with someone civil. After all, the relationship you’ve had with Kinnard has been pretty stormy. I think you deserve better.”
Kim could not believe Candice. She obviously knew nothing about Kinnard, but Kim did not contradict her. Instead Kim said, “The problems between me and Kinnard are as much my fault as his.”
Kim eyed the door. Her pulse was racing. She wished she could just stand up and leave. But she couldn’t. It wasn’t her nature, although at the moment she sincerely wished it were.
“Edward is a lot more than considerate,” Stanton said. “He’s a genius.”
“Oh that’s just great!” Kim said sarcastically. “Not only will Mr. Armstrong find me unattractive, but he’ll also find me boring. I’m not at my scintillating best when it comes to making conversation with geniuses.”