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The men stared at each other across the table, leaving me and Willow to entertain ourselves. Holden claimed he’d wanted to make Lucas realize what he was missing, but instead he was opting to give my ex the silent stink eye. A two-hundred-year-old and a twenty-eight-year-old both acting no better than children.
You’d have thought Holden was the one Lucas had stood up at the altar.
“Soooo. ” When it was clear neither of them was going to speak, I went on. “Are you working on anything exciting?”
“Oh gosh, yes. I just wrapped up a romantic comedy in Australia last week. I play an American tourist who gets lost in the Outback, and I meet this surly ex-surfer turned survival guide. It was a hoot. But now I’m trying to get into some more serious stuff. You know, playing an ugly hooker, or like…a pregnant housewife in the fifties. Those are the real Oscar-bait roles, and I need to get some positive critical attention for my acting before I get too old. ”
“How old are you?”
“Twenty-two. ”
And she was already worried about aging? Man, Hollywood was a weird place.
“Do you get Botox?” she asked casually. “Juvéderm? Restylane? Your skin is too amazing to be natural. ”
I kept my smile polite. “I stay out of the sun. ”
Lucas coughed, at first just a small clearing of the throat until it built into a hacking noise as he tried to fight down what I could only assume was laughter.
Willow patted him on the back but seemed far more interested in my skin-care routine than in Lucas’s wellbeing. “Sunscreen and hats? No more than twenty minutes a day? That sort of thing?”
“Like, zero minutes a day. ”
Her eyes went wide. “Is that even possible?”
“Sure. I manage. ”
She reached out a hand, brushing my face with her fingers. Holden went tense at my side, like he wanted to slap her away but was fighting the urge. Personally I thought it was rude for her to just up and touch me without asking, but she didn’t linger.
“Wow. Smooth. ”
I shrugged. “It’s how my skin has always been. ”
“You’re lucky. Pale is really in right now. I was at a Monique Lhuillier show a few weeks ago, and all the models were so pale. And look at me. ” She pointed to her skin, which might as well have been lit from within with gold, and sighed like it disgusted her. “I’ll never be pale. ”
I didn’t know what to say, so I shifted the conversation in Lucas’s direction. “Red Sox are doing well this year. ”
Since he owned the team, I was hoping this might spur him into some kind of discussion. A spark of interest lit his eyes, and he stopped glaring at Holden long enough to look at me. “Yeah, the new GM is doing great things with the team. Our pitchers are costing me the salary of a small island nation, but it looks like it’s paying off. I mean, we still have two months, but I like our chances. ” Nodding at his own statement, he took a sip from the water in front of him and relaxed for the first time since we’d sat down.
“Holden, what do you do?” Willow asked.
“I was the editor-at-large of GQ for a while, but now I do personnel management and security in the private sector. ”
That was one way to put it.
“And you, Secret?”
“What do I do?”
She laughed, a light sound, but obviously well practiced. “Yes, silly. ”
Which of my sordid occupations could I spin into something believable? Werewolf queen was out of the question. Tribunal Leader I might be able to make work for me. “I’m the chair of a, uh…community outreach program in Manhattan. I used to be a private investigator. ”
“Used to?”
“I still dabble, but the community program eats up a lot more of my time these days. ”
“How interesting. ” I could tell she wasn’t interested at all, which had been the point of my phrasing things the way I did. “But private investigating must have been pretty cool. ”
