to act all sexy as he slides his body through the motions. When he tosses it back to me, it’s with a kiss blown. I do his exact movement, including the blown kiss, and when I finish my move, it just so happens to be when the song talks about gagging, so I fake like I’m choking because I took him in too deep. It catches him so off guard that he cracks up.
Instead of repeating my dance moves, he swoops me up in his arms, kissing me like no one’s around or we aren’t filming this to share with the world.
When he pulls back, I hear Charisse and Melody high-five as Charisse says, “Yes! Absolutely post that shit!”
Chapter Twenty
We stayed up way too late last night, finishing off both bottles of wine as well as a few bottles of the hard cider Jake had bought the other day. My cheeks started hurting more than ever from the laughter we all shared. It really was the best night I’d had in a while.
When my phone rings this morning though, I have to remember just how much fun it was because my head is pounding into my skull, screaming at me at just how un-fun a hangover is.
“Hello?” I ask, trying not to strain my voice.
“Girl, you’d better get your butt out of bed because I—your wonderful, amazing agent—just so happen to be having brunch right now with Claudia Shea from Winston Arms. And, yes, I slyly slipped her your manuscript. She started reading it at the table just to appease me, but twenty minutes later, she’s still reading! I snuck away to the restroom to call you. If you can get your ass here quickly, we can make this deal happen for sure.”
I quickly sit up in bed as everything she said sinks in. “Shut up!” I exclaim and then grab my head, regretting my movement instantly.
Jake sits up, curious as to who I’m talking to. I cover the receiver, turn to Jake, and whisper, “It’s Wendy, my agent. She loved the pages I sent her!”
“Of course she did,” he says, grinning from ear to ear at my happiness.
“And now, she’s sitting with a big publisher at a café, and she wants me to meet her.”
“Um, who’s that, and how come I didn’t know you were seeing anyone?” Wendy asks.
I smile big. “That’s Jake.”
“Well, if he was any kind of muse for this book, I need to meet this new man of yours,” she says.
My eyes roam over to Jake. His expression proves he’s just as excited as I am, and he’s dying for me to fill him in on what she’s saying to me.
I give Jake a quick kiss and curl up in his arms. “You will,” I say to Wendy.
“Okay, well, tell your new boy toy sorry, but he has to wait because you need to come down to greet your new future! Can we say three-book deal?” Wendy sings into the phone.
“Really?” I cover my mouth with my hand.
“Girl, you knocked this last one out of the park. It’s so real, fresh. I loved every minute, and I shared it all with her. Now, get up, down some coffee to wipe away whatever hangover you’re dealing with, and get down to Lula Café to join us.”
“Wait. I can’t just happen to be walking by and see you. That’s so cliché.”
“Pfft. Yes, you totally can. This is how deals are made, my friend. Get here and in front of this woman’s face. She’s gonna love you and the ideas for the next series you have planned.”
“But I don’t have a next series planned.”
“You will by the time you get here. Now, let’s get you a deal.”
She hangs up, and I have to sit here for a second to absorb what she just said.
“Ahh!” I scream, not caring one bit how bad it hurts. Okay, well, I do care because it’s throbbing.
Jake chuckles under his breath as I grab my head. “You go shower while I get some Advil and water for you.”
I fall onto the bed and sigh. “I can’t believe she liked it so much!”
“Of course she did. I never doubted she would.” He flips me around in his arms, so I’m on top of him. I feel his length beneath me, and I instinctively grind into him. “We need to celebrate.”
I sigh as I push myself up. “Hold that thought. Celebratory sex will have to wait. Help yourself to any breakfast and grab my laptop to