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“No, really, I’m fine.” I stand from the chair. “What did you think of Tripp last night?”
We haven’t really had time to discuss last night. As soon as we arrived on set, we were both whisked off to makeup, and since then, we’ve always been around someone. This is the first time we’ve had any privacy today.
Adelaide steps farther into the trailer. “He was nice. I’m not sure there’s a love connection there, but I appreciate you trying your best.” She chuckles.
I shrug. “It was worth a shot. He’s a nice guy and you’re nice, so I thought maybe…”
“Nice guys are hard to find in this town, so I appreciate you pointing one out when you see him.”
I smile, but I don’t think it reaches my eyes. “You headed home now?”
She adjusts the strap of her bag on her shoulder. “Yeah, I think so. It’s late, and even though we don’t have an early call time tomorrow, I’m still kinda recovering from last night.”
I chuckle. “I hear you. Tequila is not my friend.”
“I guess that’s why they call it To-Kill-Yah.”
“True story.” I shove my phone in my back pocket and reach for my keys and my wallet on the counter. “Come on. I’ll walk you to your car.”
“Thanks, I’d appreciate that.” She smiles at me in a way that might be more than just a general appreciation of me doing a nice thing for her, but I ignore it. She knows how messed up my personal life is.
“About Lilah last night…” I say as we make our way out of the trailer.
Adelaide waves me off. “Don’t worry about it. It’s obvious she has issues.” Judgment colors her tone, and I hate it.
“She’s a good person.”
“I just meant… I’ve heard the rumors, seen the press. I know she has some….”
I don’t say anything to that because, how could I? It’s the truth.
We reach her car, and she pulls her keys from her bag. “Anyway, I’ll see you tomorrow, I guess?”
“I’ll be here.” We’re back at the studio tomorrow to finish shooting the scene we started today.
“Okay then…” She unlocks her car and opens the door then tosses her bag across so that it lands on the passenger seat. “I didn’t mean to upset you with what I said about Lilah.”
I push my hands into the front pockets of my jeans. “It’s fine. Nothing I’m not used to.”
Her lips tip down at the corners.
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” I say, walking backward with a wave.
At the moment, people’s perceptions of Lilah are the least of my problems. I have one point seven million dollars and a contract to get together.
Chapter Sixteen
LILAH
Istare at Jimmy while he sleeps. He looks so peaceful and relaxed. Meanwhile, my blood is on fire and adrenaline courses through my veins. After I arrived at my friends’, I’d told them about my meeting with the House of Carlisle, and we celebrated the way only models can—with buckets full of champagne at the trendiest LA club and a nose full of cocaine.
The Uber back to Malibu cost me a fortune, but I wasn’t up for crashing at someone’s place tonight. I need to know what Jimmy meant when he said his mom called him.
Still, even in my state, I feel a small amount of remorse for having to disturb his peaceful sleep.
I slide under the covers with him and grip his strong shoulder, nudging him. “Jimmy, wake up.” He doesn’t twitch a muscle, so I do it again, this time with more force. “Jimmy, c’mon, wake up.”
He groans and rolls toward me, his eyes slowly opening.
