I don’t think I can do the whole red carpet thing. “I can take some shots of him before he heads out, and he can send me some from the event.”
“Erin, he’s been out of the tabloids for almost ten days,” Sylvia says. “Ten days. Do you know what that is for him?” I roll my eyes. “I’m not going to lie. I thought he’d only last two days, max three. The thing is, we want him in the tabs, just not because he’s sleeping his way through Hollywood.”
“He’s actually been really perfect,” I say and then roll my lips. Shut up, I tell myself. “He has been to the set and then back to the house.”
“And that is exactly what we want,” Ryan says. “He can’t fuck this up.”
“I’ll try my best,” I tell them. They chat for a couple more minutes, telling me about some things that they are doing. I take some notes and then disconnect. I take a deep breath and then the door opens, and he comes in and comes straight for the table.
“Hey.” He slips in next to me, kissing me on my lips, and it feels like he’s always done it. “What are you doing?”
“I just got off the phone with Sylvia. You are going to the Grammys on Tuesday,” I tell him, and he looks at me.
“Jeff called me ten minutes ago to tell me the good news,” he says sarcastically, getting up to get his bottle of water. “I’m going to call my girl for a dress.”
I turn to look at him. “A dress?”
“Well, since you’re coming with me, you have to have a dress, and well . . .” he says, trailing off.
“And well what?” I glare at him. “And I need to be all that standing next to you?” I shake my head and roll my eyes. “Thanks, but I have it covered.”
“I didn’t mean it like that,” he says, sitting next to me and taking me in his arms on the side. “I just meant I don’t want you to spend crazy money to buy a dress for one day. Besides, they usually give me stuff for free.”
“Again,” I tell him, wiping my gloss off his lips, “thanks, but I got it covered.” He leans in and slowly kisses me. His tongue playing with mine. His kisses leave me breathless; they leave me wanting more, they leave me feeling something I have never felt before, and I’m not sure I’m ready for this. The knock on the door makes him pull away from my lips but not let go of me. “Carter, did you lock the door?”
“No,” he says when the door opens, and I fly to the side, lying on the seat pretending to grab something.
“Got it,” I say, getting up and seeing it’s Jennifer.
“Sorry, but Ivan wants to reshoot the last scene,” she says, looking at him and then me. “You look better today.”
“Yeah, I feel better. Must have been something I ate,” I tell her and look over at Carter and see that he has my gloss all over his face. My eyes go big, and he must sense it and covers his mouth.
“I’ll be right there,” he says, getting up and walking to the bathroom. Jennifer nods her head and walks out of the trailer. He comes out of the bathroom seconds later. “My bad.”
I shake my head. “No more kissing at work.” Now it’s his turn to glare. “You can save all that for when we get home.”
“Let’s table this discussion for tonight,” he says and turns to walk out of the trailer. “I should be done after this.” I nod at him and blow him a kiss, smirking. I finish my notes and email Jessica. I then also call my connection at my favorite fashion house, telling them of my predicament. They say they have the perfect dress for me.
I’m putting my computer away when he returns, announcing he’s done. Getting into the car and heading home, we’re quiet, and I just look out at the darkness. “We left in the dark, and we come back in the dark.”
“Yeah, well, tomorrow we have to be on set at noon, so that should be good,” he tells me, putting the car in park and getting out. I unlock the door and step in, stopping in the doorway when I see rose petals everywhere.
“What’s this?” I ask. We don’t have to turn on the lights because on each step leading upstairs are three tall