The assistant darted forward. He lifted his board and clapped it down. “Action.”
Hailee, the gorgeous blonde hostess, took her cue with the smoothness of a professional. “Nolan, you’ve speed dated your ladies and spoken with them. Was it difficult to narrow down your choice to just eight?”
“Very difficult, Hailee,” Nolan said, appearing comfortable in front of the camera. “Each woman is beautiful and any man would be lucky to have them at their side.”
Hailee grinned, her teeth a flash of bright white. “Quite the smooth talker, aren’t you? So how did you pick your group of eight?”
“I took into account common interests, how I thought our personalities would mesh and my gut instincts. They never steer me wrong.”
Hailee nodded, then leaned toward Nolan in a confidential manner. “What about physical attraction? Does that come into your equation?”
“Of course,” Nolan said. “The woman I choose to take for my wife will be one who pushes my buttons. Physical attraction always plays a part in a relationship.”
“Well, I think it’s time to let these lovely ladies know your decision,” Hailee said. “Tell us who you have chosen.”
Nolan ran his gaze down the line of women, his expression suitably somber. “The ladies I’ve chosen for the next stage are Maxine, Elle, Tamara, Lucy, Anna, Cherry, Jasmine and Susan.”
“Ladies,” Hailee said in a bright tone. “Step forward.”
Shock made Susan slow to react. He’d called her name. While there was physical attraction, on her side at least, they were poles apart in the interest department.
Susan joined the other squealing women, her focus on Nolan’s handsome face. For an instant, their gazes connected, and she propelled a silent message his way.What on earth are you playing at?
