dutifully drank it all
down. Finally, he was finished.
When she came up, she smiled. “Wanted to make sure I didn’t miss a drop.”
Then she pulled the covers back over his lower half.
“That was incredible,” he said, appearing almost shaken from what she’d done to him.
“I’m glad you liked it. I liked it too.”
“Liked it?” he laughed weakly. “You nearly sent me back to the operating room with
that stunt. Christ.” He put a hand up to his forehead and took a long breath.
Kallie got up and went to the bathroom to freshen up. When she came back, Hunter
was having some water and sitting up again.
“So, this meeting tomorrow,” he said. “I already called Bryson, so he’s on board.”
“What time and where do I go?” she asked, sitting in one of the chairs.
Hunter was back in business mode. He was checking his cell. “Max Weisman’s office.
Meeting’s at two o’clock. Make sure to dress appropriately,” he said, glancing up
at her outfit.
She looked down at her own clothes with some anxiety. “What does that mean?”
“It means, you need to come correct to this thing. Very classy, business sexy.”
“Business sexy?”
“Yes.” He glared at her, reminding her even more of his old self. This time, she
was less happy about it.
“Okay, I think I can handle dressing myself. But what else do I do?”
“I’ll be on the phone so I can still handle the delicate stuff. The most important
thing we need to do is assert ourselves as being on par with Max, and make sure that
he doesn’t attempt to undermine Bryson’s credibility with the suits from Sony.”
“And how do we do that?”
“You’ll know it when it becomes necessary. You’re a smart girl.”
“I already set Max straight about messing with us,” she said.
Hunter laughed. “Impossible. This is Hollywood. These people are worse than mobsters
and criminals. The criminals get eaten alive out here. There is nothing tougher
and dirtier than the movie business.”
Kallie thought about showing up at the meeting with just her and Bryson. She would
feel outnumbered, especially with Hunter being only a voice over a phone. And then
it occurred to her. “What about Scarlett?”
“What about her?”
“I want to bring her along,” Kallie said.
“Why?” His brow knit in confusion.
“She’ll help even out the numbers during the meeting.”
Hunter shrugged. “Being outnumbered is never good, so you’ve got my blessing on this.
Just make sure she knows to keep quiet and not say anything stupid.”
Kallie sat back and smiled, feeling pleased with herself.
***
It was nearing evening when Scarlett went to the bookstore. It was only about five
blocks from her hotel, and better than going to some dingy bar. She didn’t feel like
being hit on by some nasty barfly or feeling as alone as she would in a place like
that.
She’d considered texting Kallie and seeing if Hunter was up for a visit, but the truth
of the matter was that Scarlett no longer felt comfortable visiting him. She was
starting to see herself as a very much unwanted third wheel, and now that Kallie had
proven herself to be his one true love or whatever…Scarlett didn’t want to be bitter
about it.
Things with her and Hunter were never going to work out anyhow, and she’d known that
for a long time. But somehow, seeing how he could be with Kallie made Scarlett feel
like a failure, like less of a woman.
The reason Hunter hadn’t shown that side of himself with Scarlett was because she
hadn’t been worth it to him.
Trying to quell those negative, bleak feelings, she walked to the bookstore and browsed
around for a while. It was one of those unique, eclectic stores—not the usual chain
with the Starbucks inside and the same damn books on the front tables.
This place had nooks and crannies. It had character.
Scarlett enjoyed reading, and even more so when she was in a