Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 63970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 320(@200wpm)___ 256(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 320(@200wpm)___ 256(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
A purge of her system and then a complete reboot. Then she would have to figure out what to do with the rest of her life.
“He’s totally worried about drones,” Serena was complaining. “Like Ian could have put tiny drones in the flowers and they’ll attack the office soon. I think it was just flowers. I think Ian was trying to be nice since it’s been six months since they moved in.”
“Or Ian’s being a total ass,” Eve replied.
Yeah, it was probably the latter. Sarah pulled out her clothes for the night. Ruby corset, check. Tiny thong, check. Sky-high heels and thigh-high hose, check and check.
What would Jared do if she showed up like that for her interview? He’d told her it would be an intimate interview, just the two of them and his camera. He was doing his own lighting.
Would he give up the icky love stuff and agree to simply do her?
“I’m glad you’re talking to him,” Kori said. “I think you’ll find out he’s changed a lot. I was surprised at how much. He’s more centered than he was before. I think he knows what he wants now. He’s ready to settle down. You know the last time we had dinner with him he was even talking about his biological clock. I have no idea why, but he wants kids. I tried to explain that there are lots of dogs out there, and they poop outside.”
Sarah swallowed down the bile that threatened to rise. Nope. She wasn’t going there. “Good for Jared. I think I’m going the same route you and Kai did. It’s puppies for me. Two. Two pretty Akitas, and I already have names for them.”
She shimmied out of her scrub pants. She wasn’t worried that she was totally naked in front of a bunch of women who were still debating whether or not a bouquet of flowers could be an agent of evil.
Would she feel the same in two weeks’ time?
A problem for another day. She eased her legs into the thong.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Kori stared at her like she knew she was missing something.
“Of course.” Her bestie had been married to a shrink for way too long. “Tell me about the new guys.”
“I can tell you that for the majority of the weekend, you won’t know who they are unless you’re really good at seeing through masks.”
“Masks?” She certainly wasn’t opposed. She liked the fantasy aspect.
Kori rolled her eyes because despite her job as a screenwriter, she actually wasn’t so much into the fantasy thing. “The whole weekend is supposed to be done in masks and then at midnight on the last night, we take them off and reveal our identities. It’s not so much fun for the married couples, but I think you’ll have a blast.”
“So I probably have sex with this person because I’m really horny and I can pretend I don’t know this dude, and then we get to the end and I find out I slept with Boomer and my spine is suddenly as bad as Liam’s.” It wasn’t that she thought a dude named Boomer was probably not a great lover. He probably was, and maybe he got his name because he made the ladies go boom. But still, it could be awkward.
“Just give it one night.”
One night. How bad could it be? After all, she might never come back after the weekend was over.
One last wild weekend.
Chapter Three
In which rules are put into place…
Jared stared down at the mask he’d been given. It was far bigger than the one he’d worn for years on his TV show. And it wasn’t green. He let his fingers brush over the ornate mask that would cover more than half his face. He’d been working on a deep tone he would have used on the film he’d gotten fired from. She shouldn’t know it was him.
Was he doing the right thing? Or was he tricking her into something she didn’t want?
But she’d been talking to him again. That first conversation, they’d ended up talking for hours. Nothing consequential. They’d talked about her day. He’d talked about the fact that he’d hiked the Solstice Canyon and how beautiful it was. It hadn’t been deep, but it had felt like a fresh start.
It had been like that for almost two months. They’d gotten close. They’d talked almost every day.
Then nothing except professionalism from her.
He couldn’t shake the thought that she was in trouble and she was hiding something. He couldn’t live with himself if he didn’t try.
“I don’t know about this mask stuff,” a deep voice said. “How does it even stay on? And honestly, my face is kind of my moneymaker when it comes to the ladies.”
He turned slightly and two men were at lockers at the end of the row. Two men who looked exactly alike. He knew one of them. Michael Malone worked at McKay-Taggart. But he wasn’t sure which one Michael was because they were absolutely identical.