Page 127 of The Good Girl

I walk over to the desk Havoc had set up for me and click on my emails. “Give me a few seconds. I’m waiting to see if the signing people message me. They were nice and all about what happened, but I don’t see myself getting invited back any time soon, which is just as well, I guess.”

“It wasn’t your fault, Pippin.”

“Logically, I know that. But logic and guilt are like a divorced couple who can’t stand to be in the same room as each other.”

I click on my latest email and scan it over before my legs turn to jelly, and then I have to sit.

“Shit, what’s wrong?” She jumps off the bed and reads the email as I try to wrap my head around what I just read.

“Holy shit, Nevaeh. They want to turn one of your books into a movie.” She reads it again, mumbling some words out loud so I catch snippets over the white noise sound in my head. “…option for rest of series, exclusive rights…adaptation…”

I shake my head and try to focus on Amity.

“This is big, Pippin. This studio does not mess around.”

“You worked for them before?”

“Once. You have to do this. You know you do.”

“I don’t know. Writing a book is one thing, but a movie is something else altogether. What if it sucks?”

“What if it doesn’t? Come on, you gave me a big speech downstairs about not letting chances pass us by and having no regrets.”

“I didn’t say anything like that.”

“Huh, funny, that’s what I heard. They want a meeting. Go, see what they have to say, and keep an open mind.”

“A movie, huh?”

“A movie,” she agrees before she laughs and tugs me to my feet.

We do a little dance we made up in the third grade that involves far too much hip wiggling before we end up jumping up and down on the bed.

“And they say fantasies can’t live up to the reality.” Havoc’s amused voice drifts into the room.

We both stop and look at the door where G and Havoc are standing, looking amused.

“Please don’t stop on our account. I’m enjoying the show.” G winks.

Amity tosses a pillow at him, making me chuckle.

“What’s got you all excited anyway?”

“We’re going to have s’mores with Probe,” I tell Havoc as he walks closer.

“A studio wants to turn one of Pippin’s books into a movie,” Amity yells.

“Really?” Havoc looks at me. I bite my lip and nod, unsure of his reaction. The last time he was on a movie set, everything went boobs up.

“Fucking hell, cupcake, that’s amazing.”

I jump and launch myself at him, knowing he’ll catch me, and he does. I wrap myself around him as his hands slide under my ass.

“I’m so fucking proud of you, baby.”

I stare into his eyes and feel like Alice falling down a rabbit hole. There may be danger ahead and a million hurdles to overcome, but this man and his crazy ways make it all worth it.

“I love you.”

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