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“Sonoted.Itmust be so hard for a rich and famous white man to be acknowledged in this world.”Sheleans forward and stares right into my eyes.Herhazel eyes look a little more green and sparkle a little more when she’s about to sass me. “Isee you,JacksonWaters.Isee you.”
Ibite back a smile. “Areyou making fun of me?”
Sheshakes her head and gives me a sweet smile, pressing her blue-nailed hand across her impressively large breasts solemnly. “Iwould never make fun of the man who gave the world that dance in those cowboy boots!”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah.”Iwave my hand at myself from my feet to my head. “Thisgood?Seewhat you need to see?”
Shenarrows her eyes at me, studying. “Howtall are you, exactly?”
“Six-foot-four.”
“Ithought actors were supposed to be short.Aren’tyou all supposed to be five-eight or something?”
“Yeah,Ihad to get an exemption to get mySAGcard.Itwas a whole thing.”
“Hmmm.Istill thinkIcould take you, though.”
“Really?”Inarrow my eyes at her, looking like a cupcake herself, with the skirt of her dress all around her.Herlegs are sticking out in front of her, and she has a cute little bumblebee tattoo on her ankle.Shedoesn’t look like she could win a fight with a kitten. “How?”
“Ihave car keys, a giant purse, and a giant water mug.It’shonestly not even a fair fight.”Sheshakes her head at me wistfully.Littleliar.
“Yeah, you’re probably right.I’msix-foot-four, go to the gym six days a week, andI’min professional athlete shape.I’msurprised you’ve let me live this long.”
“Itwas pretty generous of me.”Herlips span across her face into a huge smile.
She’seven prettier when she smiles like that.Notto mention that she’s sitting on the floor, staring up at me… standing in front of her like… nope.I’mnot thinking about what she could be doing down there with those pretty pink lips instead of sassing me.
“Youcan sit down now.”
“Yourgenerosity is boundless.”
“I’mpracticallyMotherTeresaover here.”
WhenIsit down again, she tosses me another coconut peanut butter protein ball from her purse.Icatch it in one hand.
“Isthis a treat for doing whatIwas told?Areyou trying to train me like a dog?”
“Ifonly men were as smart as dogs!Wewould have an entirely different world.We’dprobably all be driving hovering electric cars and taking vacations onJupiter.Youcan give the protein ball back if you don’t want it…”
“Oh,Iwant it.”Rippingthe package open,Itoss the too-small snack into my mouth.
I’mlow-key ravenous.Forthe past six months,I’vebeen eating constantly to bulk up.I’vemissed at least two meals during the time this damn elevator’s had us trapped, not to mention during the three-hour meeting with my agent.AndSelena’spurse snacks are the only thing keeping me going.Thatand her talking to me.
“Willyou do the dance for me?Please?”
“Hellno!”Inearly shout, my mouth still full of the coconut peanut butter ball she gave me.
WhenIfinish chewing,Istare at her. “Youcouldn’t pay me enough to do that dance again.”
“Thatdance is aclassicscene in aclassicmovie.”
“Someone’sgoing to carve my damn ass in underwear and cowboy boots doing the two-step on my gravestone.”
“Itwould probably make your grave easier to find for your millions of adoring fans.”Shewiggles her eyebrows at me and then bursts out laughing.
“Canyou try to be less helpful?”
“Nope.I’mjust a very helpful person, can’t help it.”
