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Kitty answered.
    “Charming,” Nathan muttered.
    Bunny shot him an inquisitive look.
    He straightened and gestured toward the conference table. “Where’s Chardonnay?”
    “Chardonnay?” Bunny asked.
    “At the groomer’s.” Kitty clucked her tongue. “She had an unfortunate accident in the garden. Decided she liked the feel of mulch against her fur.” The woman pressed her lips into a tight line and shook her head. “Ghastly.”
    Bunny stifled a giggle and turned to Nathan. For the briefest of moments, she could have sworn he bit his lip. Well, what did you know? Perhaps the stiff wasn’t so stiff after all.
    “Well.” Nathan took Kitty’s arm, steering her toward a chair. “I’m very sorry to hear that. Beatrice is disappointed she didn’t have an opportunity to meet her. Isn’t that right, Miss Love?”
    Bunny nodded and followed.
    “What we’d like to accomplish this morning,” Nathan continued, “is to bring you up to date on how we plan to make this Worthington Cup the best ever.”
    Kitty’s eyes brightened. She looked expectantly at Nathan as she slipped into a leather chair.
    He nodded in Bunny’s direction. “Miss Love’s credentials are stellar. With her expertise, we’re assured of an unforgettable Cup.”
    Kitty swiveled in her seat to look at Bunny. “Tell me what you’ve got planned, dear.”
    “Perhaps it would be best if I ran over the list,” Nathan interrupted.
    Kitty held up one hand, eyeing Bunny. “I can tell she’s a natural talent, Nathan. Let her speak.”
    Incredulity flickered across Nathan’s face. Bunny wondered how in the world she was going to bluff her way through this one. Would it be completely inappropriate to run screaming from the room?
    “Well,” she stammered. “There are a variety of things that are crucial at this point.”
    Nathan leaned his chin against one fist, turning his face toward her. His lips moved.
    “Pardon?” Bunny asked.
    “I didn’t say anything, dear,” Kitty replied.
    Nathan rolled his eyes and mouthed the word “No.” Bunny blinked. Ah. Whisper down the lane.
    He moved his mouth emphatically. Bunny squinted, concentrating on each position of his lips. A warm flush raced up her neck. She couldn’t help but wonder if the sensation was due to her predicament or the object of her focus.
    Suddenly, she understood the first word. “Media. We need to be thinking about media,” she said excitedly.
    Nathan nodded, mouthing a second word.
    “And hotel,” Bunny continued. “You know,” she ad-libbed, “there are many details to consider when preparing for our four-footed friends.”
    Hey, this wasn’t so difficult after all.
    Kitty nodded in agreement as Nathan mouthed a third word.
    “Communications.” Bunny gave a knowing head tip to Kitty. “This aspect is vital in an event of this size.”
    She narrowed her gaze at Nathan, unable to decipher what he was now saying. His eyes widened and he repeated the phrase.
    “Night...planning,” she stammered. What in the heck was that?
    Nathan winced, squeezing his eyes shut.
    “Night planning?” Kitty frowned. “I don’t understand, dear. Are you referring to the evening receptions?”
    “Yes.” Bunny brightened. “Night planning.”
    Nathan shook his head, mouthing the word “No” repeatedly.
    “The opening cocktail party?” Kitty’s gaze widened. “That would be the first night to be planned, correct?”
    “A cocktail party for the dogs?” Bunny couldn’t imagine it, but she supposed it could work.
    Nathan slashed a finger across his throat, using caution to keep the motion out of Kitty’s line of sight.
    Why was he so agitated?
    “A cocktail party for the dogs.” Kitty clapped her hands with delight. “What a marvelous idea. Oh, I can tell you have a gift for this.”
    Nathan shook his head and spoke. “I hardly think a cocktail party for the dogs is necessary.” He shot a glare at Bunny. “Perhaps Miss Love got a little carried away with her enthusiasm