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The guy got up and walked in our direction.
“I’m guessing you’re from Signature Scent?” he said.
“We are.” I smiled. I hadn’t meant to sound so jovial or anxious, but I guess it came out that way, because Hudson gave me a weird look as I extended my hand. “Stella Bardot. Nice to meet you.”
“Ah. My muse.” He lifted my hand and kissed the top of it. “I can see this is going to be an easy job.”
Hudson seemed to be going for an impassive face as he introduced himself and shook hands with the handsome man, but I saw the frown lurking in his eyes.
The three of us requested a table, and I went first, following the hostess to our seats. I noticed more than one woman turning her head to look at the men behind me. I couldn’t blame them. Hudson and Phoenix were very different looking, but each gorgeous in his own right.
Hudson went to pull out my chair, but Phoenix beat him to it.
“Thank you,” I said.
Once we were settled, Phoenix started the conversation.
“So, how long have you been modeling?” he asked me.
“Oh, I’m not a model. I created Signature Scent.”
“Really? Could have fooled me.”
Hudson picked up the drink menu and grumbled. “The information about who you’d be shooting was in the write-up marketing sent you. Guess you missed it.”
I tried to make light of Hudson’s comment. “How long have you been a photographer?”
“Professionally, about five years. I was a model for ten before that, so that’s how I learned the business. Models age out pretty quickly. While I was still booking a lot of jobs, I took some classes so I’d have something to fall back on.”
“Smart.”
“So you invented the product and you’re going to be the model? Beauty and brains. Your husband is a lucky man.”
“Thank you.” I blushed. “But I’m not married.”
Phoenix smiled, and Hudson rolled his eyes.
I made a point to loop Hudson into the conversation and steer away from any more flirtatious exchanges. While I was flattered by Phoenix’s attention, and it was fun to see a spark of jealousy from the man to my left, this was a business dinner. Plus, it didn’t matter how nice-looking Phoenix was, I had no interest in him.
I wasn’t sure if it was my efforts or perhaps the two scotches on the rocks Hudson knocked back during dinner, but he seemed to relax while we ate. We talked about Signature Scent—everything from how it was developed to the marketing plans Olivia had come up with.
When the waitress suggested coffee and dessert, Hudson declined, so I followed suit.
“How’s nine o’clock tomorrow to start?” Phoenix asked. “Hair and makeup can get to you by eight. Is your wardrobe all set?”
Hudson answered. “Olivia texted me that the last of the packages were delivered to the hotel a little while ago.”
“Perfect,” Phoenix said. “I think we’ll be able to wrap it up by early afternoon, so you can go out and enjoy some of the California sunshine.”
I smiled. “Oh good. This is my first time here, so I’d love to see the city.”
“I’m a born-and-raised LA boy. If you’re up for it, I can show you around after the shoot wraps.”
My eyes slanted to meet Hudson’s. I could tell he was pissed, yet he refrained from saying anything.
“Actually…” I smiled politely at Phoenix. “I have plans already. But thank you very much for the offer.”
The three of us walked to the lobby together. Hudson was quiet, but professional, as he said goodnight to our dinner companion.
“I need to stop at the front desk to pick up the packages Olivia had delivered for you,” Hudson said once Phoenix had gone.
“Oh, okay.” I nodded.
I couldn’t tell if he was pissed at me or just in a piss-poor mood. He maintained his stern demeanor as he asked the hotel clerk about the delivery.
She punched some keys on her keyboard and looked at her screen. “It looks like it was delivered to your room. Room two thirty-eight.”
“Okay, thank you.”
Since room 238 was his, and I needed to try things on, I said, “Do you mind if I pick them up from your room now? I want to prep as much as I can tonight so I don’t waste anyone’s time in the morning.”
“That’s fine.”
Again he was quiet as we made our way to his room. He unlocked the door and held it open for me to enter, but once the door closed, the silence grew deafening, and I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Are you…mad at me?”
Hudson’s eyes looked back and forth between mine. “No.”
“Okay… Are you tired? It’s been a long day with the travel and all.”
He shook his head. “I’m not tired.”
I nodded, intending to leave it alone. But that only lasted thirty seconds. I couldn’t help myself. “When I said I’d never been to LA and wanted to check it out, I wasn’t hinting that he should ask me out.” I shook my head. “I don’t even know if he was asking me out—but whatever he was offering, I wasn’t trying to open a door for him to show me around.”
