Page 41 of How to Kiss a Movie Star
Hooray for me.
“So you’ll do it?” I ask, and Audrey nods.
“I’ll do it.”
“For the squirrels?” I echo the qualifier she used when we first negotiated the terms of her research.
“For the squirrels,” she says. “But also…” She bites her lip, blue eyes blazing, and my heart climbs into my throat. “Also for you,” she finishes.
And those words carry me home.
Chapter Eleven
Audrey
Imean,it’snotlike I’ve never worn a swimsuit. But these very tiny scraps of fabric my sisters keep foisting on me are far,faroutside of my comfort zone.
I toss a magenta string bikini onto my bed. I’m not even willing to try that one on.
“What if I’m just hanging outbesidethe pool in a T-shirt?” I ask. “Or I’ll just wear this one.” I grab the very practical speedo I wore when I was in grad school and swam laps three times a week.
“That one gives you the worst uni-boob,” Summer says, yanking the suit out of my hands. “Please just try this one on. Once you see how good it looks, you won’t be protesting nearly as much.” She thrusts out her hands, the least offensive of the bikinis dangling from her fingers.
“Ohhh, yes. That one,” Lucy agrees. “The halter will look great with your shoulders.”
“And look at the butt.” Summer drops the top and holds up the bottoms. “There’s plenty of coverage.”
I sigh. We’ve been at this for half an hour already, and I’m supposed to leave to go to Flint’s in half that time. I took an entire afternoon off from work for this. I don’t have time to waste. “Fine,” I finally say. “I’ll try it on, but if it doesn’t look good, I’m wearing the Speedo, and there’s nothing either of you can do about it.”
“So help me, if you try and pose for a photo inthatold thing—”
I slam my bathroom door, cutting off the rest of Lucy’s sentence, and wiggle my way into the swimsuit. It’s been three days since I agreed to pose as Flint Hawthorne’s girlfriend. Three days since my sisters had the freakout of the century when I told them the reason Flint showed up at my door and offered me unfettered access to his property.
Lucy is convinced Flint is going to fall in love with me for real.
Summer is hopeful he’ll discover he isn’t in love with me, but one of the sisters he saw when he showed up at my house definitely caught his eye.
I’m still in shock that I agreed to go along with this.
The whole plan is completely ridiculous.
Utterly Laughable.
Totally—wait.I adjust the straps on the halter of the bikini top, tightening them the slightest bit.
Okay. This doesn’t look half bad. I turn to the side and take in my profile, then shift so I can see how much of my butt cheeks are hanging out.
“Not bad, Callahan,” I say softly to myself. “Not bad.”
Summer bangs on the door. “How’s it look?”
I take one last calming breath and swing the door open, then step into my bedroom.
Lucy’s jaw drops.
Summer swears softly and lets out a disappointed sigh. “Okay. He’s so going to fall in love with you.”
I roll my eyes. “It’s just a swimsuit. He’s not going to fall in love with me over a swimsuit.”
