Page 73 of Bound by Love
Brie felt heat rise to her cheeks, remembering that first encounter with Sir. “We met over a pack of Winstons, actually. I just happened to be bending over a box full of them and caught his eye—and the rest is history.”
“An interesting start to a relationship,” he remarked.
“Yeah, Brie and Sir were fated in the stars,” Lea said dreamily.
Brie rolled her eyes, although she secretly agreed.
Throwing the question to Mary, Liam asked, “What about you and that producer guy?”
Mary narrowed her eyes and glowered at him.
Liam must have realized he’d stepped into a hornet’s nest because he threw his hands up in surrender. “Hey, just trying to make conversation here. Sorry.”
Desperate to redirect the conversation, Lea blurted. “Hey, Mary, If Master Anderson wears cowboy clothes, is he ranch dressing?”
“Seriously, Lea?” Mary muttered.
Liam’s laughter filled the room while Mary glanced at Brie, giving her a pained expression.
When the live band started playing, Lea grabbed Liam’s hand and pulled him out onto the dance floor. Brie was grateful because it looked like things were just about to head downhill and she needed to know what was up with Mary.
“How are you doing?”
“I need a drink,” Mary growled. Once the bartender had handed her another drink, she glided over to a table with several men. Brie had no idea what she said, but the men got up and smiled as they willingly gave up their seats.
Brie shook her head as she walked up to her. “How did you get them to give you their table?”
“You have to know the way they think. They’re not complicated—not like women. That’s why I prefer the company of men.”
“Okay…so, tell me, what’s the real story between you and Mr. Holloway?”
“Everything is peachy. Just peachy, Brie. My film debut is slotted to begin early in the fall and everything’s a go.”
“Since it’s just you and me here, you can cut the crap.”
Mary leaned back in her chair. “Feeling feisty tonight, are we?”
“Not feisty. I just want to be upfront and uncomplicated—like a guy.”
Mary chuckled. “I like that answer, Stinky Cheese.”
“So?”
Mary sighed. “Greg and me…it’s complicated.” She tried to laugh it off, but Brie could see the pain in her eyes.
“Have you thought of leaving him?”
“Nah, not with the film coming out in the fall. That would be stupid.”
“What about your pharmacy career? I remember what you said about wanting to save people’s lives. It was the whole reason you chose that career path. Is acting really the direction you want to head in?”
Mary frowned. “To be honest, I’m feeling lost, Brie. I don’t know what I want…” Her voice trailed off. “I don’t feel in control of my life anymore.”
“Then forget about the film and go back to what you are passionate about.”
“It’s not that easy. Besides, if I stick it out with Greg, I can help you get that second documentary released.”
“After the crappy way he treated Faelan and the weirdness with you, I’ve lost all respect for the man.”
