He blinked and, a few seconds too late, realized she’d cornered him. “What I mean is…”
“You’re definitely right,” she said emphatically. “Thank you. No more sex.”
“That’s not what I meant!”
“The alternative is for me to move back into your house and fall completely in love with you. I’m sure we can both imagine how that would play out. Embarrassing scenes with me crying and begging. You feeling like crap. Knowing me, I’d secretly stop taking my birth control pills. Are you getting the picture?”
“I can’t believe this.” He shoved his hand through his hair. “You’re not that stupid. This isn’t love. It’s sex. You know me way too well to really love me.”
“You’d think so.”
“You, of all people, know what a selfish, self-centered womanizing jerk I am.”
“I hate myself. Really.”
“Georgie, don’t do this.”
“What can I say? Of all the crazy jams I’ve gotten us into, this is the worst.” When he didn’t respond, she licked her lips. “Awkward, isn’t it.”
“It’s not awkward at all. It’s you being you. You’re too damned emotional. Use your head. We both know that you deserve better than me.”
“Finally, we agree on something.”
She’d hoped to ease the tension, but his scowl grew more pronounced. “That stupid conversation about falling in love…You had me convinced you were worried about my feelings,” he said, “but you were just feeling me out.”
“Please don’t bring that up. Surely you realize what it’s costing me to swallow my pride like this and admit that I’m slipping back into that old trap.”
“It’s temporary. You were sex starved, and I’m a damn good lover.”
“What if it’s more than that?”
“It’s not. Remember that I’ve been on my semibest behavior. Now I can see what a mistake that was. Pack your suitcase and forget about it. I guarantee it won’t happen again.”
“Sorry. I can’t do it.”
“Sure you can. You’re making way too big a deal out of this.”
“I wish. How do you think admitting something so degrading makes me feel? I’m only hanging on to my self-respect by a thread.”
“That’s because you’re behaving like an idiot.”
“And I’m determined to put a stop to it.”
“We finally agree.” He jammed his fingertips in his pocket. “Okay, I’ll compromise. You can move into the guesthouse for a while. Until you get your brain back.”
“Too awkward with Chaz and Aaron around. Moving to Malibu is a lot better.”
“Chaz already knows about Vegas, and Aaron would do anything for you. The guesthouse is the perfect place for you to deal with your craziness. As for our working relationship…When you’re on the set, you’ll be your normal professional self, and I’ll revert to being an arrogant pain in the ass. It won’t take you long to come to your senses.”
This would be the hardest part of all, and just when she needed her help the most, Scooter disappeared to spread her perkiness somewhere else. Georgie couldn’t look at him, so she made her way outside to the stone patio wall. “Bram…I’m not taking the job. I’m not going to play Helene.”
“What? Of course you are.”
She stared down the steep hillside at the red tile rooftops below. “No, I’m really not.”
She heard the angry thud of his footsteps coming up behind her. “That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard you say. This is the chance you’ve been waiting for. All your talk about reinventing your career…Was it bullshit?”
“Not at the time, but—”
