Page 87 of Wardrobe Malfunction

She giggles.

“My trust took a real battering when all that shit happened, but I trust you, Pins.” And I do.

“I trust you, too. I’m sorry I reacted badly. Just seeing her and you…”

“Like I said, Pins…jail.”

I grin, and she laughs again.

“If I’d known she was groping you without permission, I would have stabbed her in the ass with a pin.”

“And I would have really liked to see that.” I laugh.

Then, I kiss her—because I can and because I have to.

Honestly, I can’t imagine a day when I won’t be kissing her.

Vaughn

I’m running lines with Alex in my trailer when there’s loud hammering on the front door. Before either of us gets to say anything, the door flies open, and Charly comes stomping through it.

“What the hell is this?” she asks, waving her cell phone around in the air.

I’m getting the distinct vibe that she’s pissed off about something. I’m just not sure what the something is.

“Um…your cell phone.”

“I know it’s my cell phone, smart-ass! I’m talking about what’s on my phone.”

“And what’s on your phone?”

She glares at me. “You tell me!”

I glance at Alex, and he shrugs. Lot of fucking help he is.

“Pins, have you been drinking?”

It’s a valid question but probably not the best one to ask because her nostrils flare, and she gets this crazy look in her eyes. I genuinely shit my pants.

“No, I haven’t been drinking, you ass! A first-class plane ticket, West. What the hell were you thinking?”

Ah. Now, we’re getting somewhere.

I upgraded her flight to Vegas from coach to first-class and put her on the same flight as me. We leave in two days to go to Vegas to film the rest of the movie.

I thought she’d be happy. Apparently not.

“And I’ll take that as my cue to leave.” Alex gets up, putting the script down. “I’ll get some coffee.”

“Deserter.” I glare at him.

He laughs. “Go easy on him, Charly.” He pats her shoulder as he passes. “His intentions were good. He’s just a bit dim at times.”

“Hey! What the fuck?”

“Can I bring you coffee back?” He pulls his jacket on.

“Where are you going?” Charly asks him in a nice-as-pie voice.