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girl to go chasing strange men in the middle of the night, he has another thing coming.
    ‘I can’t meet you tomorrow night because I’m going to an award ceremony in London,’ Adam explains.
    Well, that’s too bad then, I think. I notice he doesn’t offer to whisk me over and be his guest for the night. But maybe I’m jumping the gun too much.
    ‘I’m back Friday,’ he says.
    ‘That’s a pity. I’m going to Boston on Friday.’ I tell him. ‘Sorry.’
    ‘What are you doing there?’
    ‘I work as an air hostess, remember?
    ‘How long will you be in Boston?’
    ‘Just a night. Hey, how about I write up my entire timetable and fax it to you?’ I laugh.
    ‘Where are you staying?’
    ‘In the Back Bay area, just off Newbury Street.’
    ‘I know it well. I love that area. I might come and visit you.’
    ‘You’re joking.’
    ‘I never joke. I don’t have a sense of humour,’ he laughs.
    ‘Well come if you want,’ I say, not taking him at all seriously. After all, I’ve been seeing Tim for years and he’s never once managed to accompany me on any of my trips so I’m hardly expecting someone I barely know to follow me out. Especially someone as famous as Adam Kirrane. But I decide to humour him anyway and give him the name of my hotel.
    ‘I’ll be in touch, Gorgeous,’ he says.
    ‘Right so, thanks for ringing,’ I say before I remember it was me who rang him.
    ‘No probs,’ he says and cuts off.
    I look in the mirror, my phone still in my hand. I look the same as ever. I don’t look like I’ve just been speaking on the phone to a big TV star. Nobody in the whole world knows I’ve just had a conversation with Adam Kirrane. It’s a nice feeling. And it’s my secret.
     

Chapter Five
    ‘Katie. I didn’t wake you, did I?’
    ‘Well you did actually Debbie, what time is it?’
    ‘Time you were up. Did you ring your man?’
    ‘What man?’
    ‘Get away out of that? Adam Kirrane. Did you ring him?’
    ‘No.’ I lie. And I feel terrible for lying to somebody as nice as Debbie but I really don’t want anyone to know about last night’s phone call. For a number of reasons. You see if I end up dating a high profile guy like Adam and it doesn’t work out, people will forever be asking why. And if it does work out, I don’t want Adam to think I’m gossiping about him at work. So I need to be careful. Anyway, as far as I know, I might never speak to Adam again. After all, I refused to go out with him last night. And I know he says he’s going to follow me to Boston but sure, that’ll be the day.
    ‘Do you want to go into town?’
    ‘I don’t mind. I’ve no money but what’s new? If I hang around the house all day I’ll just end up watching TV and eating though, so I might as well.’
    ‘I’ll meet you outside The Bailey at one so.’
    ‘Er Debbie . . . do you mind if I meet you somewhere else?’
    The thought of standing outside The Bailey on my own fills me with dread. It’s where all the beautiful and wannabe beautiful people hang out.
    ‘Okay. Outside Brown Thomas?’
    ‘How about just inside Brown Thomas? The menswear department.’
    ‘Sure. See you then.’
    I think about taking the car into town but then decide against it. The traffic in Dublin is appalling now. So I decide to get the bus instead. At least, this way, I won’t have to drive round and round Stephen’s Green looking for a car parking space when I get into town.
    I meet Debbie in Brown Thomas. When I spot her she’s picking up ties pretending to look at them. She’s visibly relieved to see me. After all, there’s only so much interest you can pretend to have in ties when you’re manless.
    ‘My bus was late,’ I give her a hug.
    ‘Your bus is always late,’ she laughs. ‘You should really get another one.’
    ‘Haha. Anyway I’m here now, so are we going for lunch or what?’ I ask.
    ‘Sure, but let’s go upstairs first and have a look at some clothes we can’t afford. Just to put us in a