So much for not being a star.
Fox cast a withering glance in Eli’s direction and made his way next to Jason. He tried his best to ignore the cameras pointed right at him from the back of the room. It was the same set up as this morning, but it made it worse to know exactly where they were.
“And now will the team lead for the bride’s team join me?”
Fox had his eyes on Reagan, but she didn’t move. A flicker of movement from the other direction caught his eye, and he knew without turning his head who it would be. Fox took in her fake smile and let out a heavy sigh. Of course, it would be her.
“Sienna, Fox, please face each other.”
They did, Fox suppressing a groan the entire time.
“Now shake hands.”
Her hand flew out straight, the smile never wavering on her perfect face. She had her Hollywood makeup on again, and her extra shiny hair was enormously distracting.
And not at all attractive.
Nope, not at all.
Fox ignored the way his heart sped up when his and Sienna’s hands met. They shook twice, and Jason announced, “Let the games begin.”
Six
9 Days Until Dream Wedding
The sun streamingthrough Sienna’s window was brighter than it was in New York. Maybe because she was in a hotel room twice the size of her entire apartment, and it wasn’t in the basement. Or maybe it was because she couldn't remember the last time she hadn’t had to set her alarm to go off before the sun went up.
With a jolt, she sat upright in the silky cotton sheets. Sun meant it was morning, which meant she was going to be late.
Again.
She’d meant to wake up early and go for a run, but the early flight and full day of filming yesterday must have taken more out of her than she realized. Then she’d been up half the night thinking about Fox.
She’d never met someone who seemed completely oblivious to how insanely good-looking he was. Half the guys she knew in New York spent three hours a day at the gym trying to get a body like his. And that just slightly-too-long hair would cost a boatload at a fancy salon. Speaking of boats, there was no way that’s all he did. Fox was a mystery.
Even more mysterious was why someone she’d just met would talk to her like that. She’d apologized and everything. Sure, not everyone liked her right away, but no man had ever hated her the way he seemed to. What was his problem? She wanted the same thing he did: a gorgeous wedding for Audrey and Eli. But if she could help her career at the same time, why should she feel bad about that?
With a mumbled curse she threw on one of her cuter pairs of leggings and added an oversized tank from her alma mater, Carter College. She swept her hair up into a messy ponytail high on her head, and dabbed concealer on the worst of her imperfections.
She put a hand on her hip and turned back and forth in front of the full-length mirror on the back of the bathroom door, pleased with what she saw.
It was the perfect amount of “I just woke up like this” but polished enough that it would look good if there was no time for makeup before the first shoot of the day.
Sienna rushed out the door and down the hallway but nearly collided with someone at the top of the stairs.
“Watch it,” said the now-familiar voice of Fox. “You really don’t pay attention to anyone other than yourself, do you?”
She barely had time to register his sweaty face and athletic gear before he pushed past her and headed to his room. Had he been for a run? Were those biceps revealed by his sleeveless shirt for real? Wait,whathad he just said to her?
He’d totally overreacted to accidentally bumping into someone. He must be grumpy about something, but that seemed like Fox’s default mood.
After staring down the hall for a minute too long, Sienna realized if he wasn’t downstairs yet, then she couldn’t bethatlate. She hurried down the stairs and into the dining room, grabbed a muffin, and took a seat in between Harper and Reagan. “Any idea what we’ll be doing today?” she asked.
Harper shook her head. “They want authentic reactions to whatever announcements they have.”
Reagan sighed. “It’s a little distracting, having all these cameras everywhere.”
“Just pretend it’s a person,” Sienna said, biting into her muffin.
