Just What I Needed – Stage Dive Read Online Kylie Scott

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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22555 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
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“Oh, no,” says Ev.

“Hate it when that happens,” mutters Dave.

Lena just nods glumly.

Jamesy happily sucks on his fist while I rock him back and forth. He cares approximately nothing for my dating woes. Which is as it should be.

“Then Frankie arrived out of nowhere, and I was like holy heck,” I say. “Because she definitely wanted him back. How was I supposed to compete with a supermodel?”

“I can relate,” says Lena. “Jimmy was dating an A-List actress before me, and she was so beautiful. It was terrifying.”

Dave’s brows draw tight together. “Lena, I’ve never seen you scared.”

“Duh. That’s the kind of stuff girls keep hidden.”

“This is true,” agrees Ev. “We usually do our best to put on a brave face when confronted with competition. Like when I first turned up at the house in L.A. and you had that gorgeous girl in a string bikini surgically attached to you.”

“I don’t remember anything about that,” says Dave with a solid blank face.

“Sure you don’t.” Ev snorts. “What happened after that, Jude?”

And David Ferris turns back to me and waits patiently for me to continue. Yes. I am dropping details regarding my private life in front of a world-famous musician. I wonder if this is going to wind up in a song or something. The sad and silly dating adventures of Jude the obscure nanny. Hopefully it’ll be something with a solid bassline so that it wins hearts and hips on the dance floor.

“She asked if she and Dean could have some privacy. So I just went to my room and went to sleep,” I say. “I mean, what else was I going to do?”

Dave sighs. “That sucks it didn’t work out, Jude.”

“Wait,” says Lena. “We’re forgetting the part where the supermodel left this morning. And when our fair Jude walked into this room, she was smiling. I sense that there is more to this tale.”

“This is where things take yet another turn,” I say. “I got up in the middle of the night because I was hungry, and he was sleeping on the couch.”

Ev claps, and Jamesy joins in with a gummy grin. “That’s my boy,” she coos. “Look at your beautiful smile. Keep going, Jude. We need to know all of the details.”

“We talked, and he invited me to go see a band with him tonight. If you don’t need me, of course.”

“We don’t need you,” says Dave, leaning down to give his wife a kiss. “Right. Good work, everybody. Later.”

Evelyn gives me a grin. “You don’t know him that well, but that’s him practically reveling in your success. He’ll be trying to matchmake all of our single friends from now on.”

“So,” says Lena, “what are you going to wear tonight? We have a couple of other outfits that we put aside on the off chance they were needed. And don’t worry too much about the top. Our housekeeper is magic at removing stains. I swear the man made a deal with the devil in exchange for unholy domestic powers. He is a godsend.”

I set the baby down, and he races for the nearest toy. A set of bright stacking rings. Jamesy tends to suck on them as opposed to actually stacking them. But a baby’s got to do what a baby’s got to do.

“I don’t know,” I say. “As much as I appreciate your help. I think maybe I would be less nervous in my own clothing. Like I would just feel more myself.”

“Makes sense to me,” agrees Ev.

“Me too.” Lena smiles. “I need to get going. I’ve got a shoot on the other side of town. However, I will look forward to seeing you tonight, Jude.”

“You’re coming to watch the band?”

“I sure am.”

“Thanks again to both of you and Anne for all of your help yesterday,” I say. “I really did appreciate it. I doubt I would have had the confidence to attempt doing anything with Dean for ages if you hadn’t been encouraging and cheering me on.”

Ev just smiles. “Any time.”

Chapter Four

We trade details about our childhoods on the trip into town. I had forgotten how much fun it is getting to know someone new. Hearing all of their stories and sharing my own. These details include our favorite Halloween costumes: a nine-year-old Wolverine for him and a five-year-old hotdog for me. (They were my favorite food at the time.) When we had our first kiss: at age eleven in a cupboard at a party for him and after school at sixteen for me.

The thrill of wanting to know every last little detail about someone is so invigorating. The joy of being out at night and feeling like I have my own life separate from my work is nothing less than a sheer delight. It is as if some weight has been lifted that I wasn’t even aware of carrying. Life is so strange. How you can get so busy doing various things and not even notice what’s fallen by the wayside. Like actually having a life.


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