“Good,” Samara replied with a smile.
Dana took Samara’s hand when they came upon a rowdy-looking group of guys and pulled her through the crowd until they were on the street where she had parked. Samara didn’t say anything else after that, so Dana just drove them in silence to Samara’s hotel and pulled up to the lobby entrance.
“You can’t eat that.”
“Huh?” she asked.
“That sandwich. It’s shrimp,” Samara said. “It can’t be good to eat that after it’s been sitting in your car.”
“I’m sure it’s fine.”
“It’s seventy-seven degrees in here, and it’s been sitting back there for well over an hour. I wouldn’t risk it,” Samara replied.
“Can we maybe stop talking about the damn sandwich, please?” Dana asked. “And talk about what’s going on.”
“Oh,nowyou want to talk about what’s going on? You didn’t want to before.”
“Youdidn’t want to before,” Dana argued. “You kissed me back last night and then left the bar. I thought I fucked up big time because this morning, you didn’t even want to film scenes with me.”
“You wouldn’t put your lips on my neck.”
“Because you–”
Then, she couldn’t even tell what she’d been about to finish that sentence with because Samara cut her off by leaning in quickly, and her lips were on Dana’s before Dana had a chance to pull hers away. The kiss was fast and over before Dana knew it, though.
“Sorry,” Samara said, staring at her with wide eyes.
“Why?” she asked. “Did you want to kiss me?”
Samara nodded.
“Then, don’t be sorry,” she said and cupped Samara’s cheek. “Just tell me what you want.”
“To go to bed,” Samara said. “Um… alone.”
Dana nodded this time and replied, “Okay.”
“Tonight,” Samara added. “I mean alone tonight.”
Dana smiled a little and repeated, “Okay.”
CHAPTER 23
“Care to explain?” the actress playing Stevie said with her arms crossed over her chest.
“You smell like a dumpster and horse poop,” the one playing Maggie added.
“Ladies, let’s back off for a second. Bray here spent the past few hours in the slammer,” the actress playing Kristie said and walked around to face Dana. “Did anyone make you their bitch? Did you have a carton of smokes to trade?”
Stevie laughed at the joke and said, “I can’t believe you had getting in a bar fight on your bucket list, Bray.”
“Ididn’t get into a bar fight,” she argued. “Those idiot guys started fighting. I was just trying to find a way out of the bar for Stella and me, but I got pulled into the damn crowd. Then, the cops grabbed everyone into an alley and took us to the station, where they sorted us all out. When they realized I wasn’t drunk and didn’t know any of the idiots who’d been fighting, they let me go, thankfully.”
“Good, because our trip is almost over, so I don’t have any money left to bail you out,” Kristie said.
“Yeah, but I lost Stella, and I couldn’t leave the damn station until they let me go, which took forever. By the time I got back to the bar, she was gone. All the bars here look the same, too, so it might not even have been the right one. I wasn’t paying attention to the name of the place when we walked into it. Why didn’t I get her number?”
“The girl you were talking to when we left?” the actress playing Maggie asked.
