“Annie?”
The voice comes from a table at the back of the coffee shop. I turn around and find that girl from the film set… the extra. I think her name is Jackie.
“Oh, hey,” I say, smiling at her as I take my coffee from the barista.
“Come sit with me,” she says, patting the empty seat next to her.
“I can’t stay long. I’m planning a party for my friend,” I say. But I sit down anyway because not sitting down would feel rude. “You’re not working today?”
She shakes her head. “They didn’t call many extras to set today. Hopefully tomorrow.” She takes a sip of her iced coffee then wiggles her eyebrows at me. “So how are you, miss-kisses-Trevor-Owens?”
I roll my eyes. “It was just acting.”
“You know how many extras would kill to be you?” She sighs. “I would kill to be you, girl. Mmhmm, that man is so sexy.”
I laugh. “It was… interesting, that’s for sure.”
“Speaking of,” she says, flashing me a grin that sends a chill down my spine. “Guess who got five grand for this?”
She holds out her phone, showing me a picture of Trevor Owens, shirtless, leaning against the outside of his trailer. He’s got a plastic straw hanging out of his mouth while he looks at his phone.
“Someone paid you five thousand dollars for that?” I ask.
She nods eagerly. “Yup. Candid photo on the set of a closed area the real paparazzi can’t get to. It’s worth money. That’s the only shot I’ve been able to get, though. Hopefully I’ll get something better soon.”
“If you think that’s good, you should see this.”
I have no idea what comes over me. Seriously—no idea. But I can’t help myself. I take out my phone and pull up the picture.Thepicture.
She takes one look at it—the selfie of Trevor and me in his trailer—and her jaw drops. “Oh my gosh, youslept with him!?”
“What? No!” I hiss, trying to keep my voice down. “No, no, nothing like that.”
I put the phone on the table face down, just to keep the adorable photo out of my thoughts long enough to form a coherent sentence. “I was just waiting on the crew for something, so he invited me inside and then I asked for a selfie to show my friends.”
“Girl, it looks like you’re wearing a bathrobe.”
“I was,” I admit. “But I was waiting on my clothes because they got misplaced. It was that day I had to wear the ballgown.”
Jackie is staring at me like she doesn’t believe a word I said, so I feel compelled to change her mind. “Seriously, nothing happened.”
But technically something happened. The kiss happened.
I shrug the thought away and lie through my teeth. “Nothing happened. It was just a selfie.”
She blows out a long breath, shaking her head. “Girl, you could get so much money for that.”
“No way. I’m not selling it.”
“Your loss,” she says witha tsk.
The barista calls my name, telling me that the computer system froze and my credit card charge for my coffee didn’t go through. Normally I’d be annoyed at a hassle like that, but right now I’m grateful for the change of conversation.
“Be right there,” I say, as I dig my credit card out of my purse and go to the counter to pay.
CHAPTER14
Trevor
