Page 29 of Total Ship Show

“Acting is a hard business, but you’ve got the right look. I’m sure you’ll catch a break.”

I shake my head. “I probably need to be a little thinner, but then I’d have to skip the pizza and tacos, and I’m not quite there yet.” I laugh.

“You’re plenty thin. But being skinny isn’t what it’s cracked up to be, anyway.” Anna shakes her head and gives me an empathetic smile. “Contacts matter way more. I’d be happy to introduce you to a few people back in LA.”

“You’re too sweet! Really?”

“Anything for the girl who set up my lounge chair!” We both laugh. “What’s your number? We can get coffee and strategize when this vacation is over.” She pulls out her phone, and when she looks up, I follow her eyes to the Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome standing near us in the pool, listening in on our conversation. His mouth is hanging open like he just saw a UFO.

What the fuck dude?

It’s just girl talk.

I watch them glare at each other before he pops his mouth shut, licks his pouty lips, and abruptly turns away.

What’s his problem?

* * *

“I don’t think we have a choice, right? We’re going to have to eat dinner twice tonight,” Aris explains.

I nod in agreement. “Our only saving grace is that my friends are eating early, and your family is eating late.”

“We’ll just have to not eat too much each time or come up with some reason why we’re not that hungry.”

I shake out my nervous hands. “Okay. We can do this.”

“Yep,” Aris nods. “We’ve got this.” He raises his hands to give me a high five. “I’ll meet you back down here in about thirty minutes. Sound good?”

“Yeah, that’s perfect. And thank you for this, Aris.”

“Of course. Anything you need.” He gives me that sweet guy smile that makes my panties want to fall right the hell off. “I’ll see you soon.”

“Okay.”

He backs away from my door with a wave, one of my bags in hand. Leave it to Aris to make my move to his room look as inconspicuous as possible in case we were to run into anyone. Once he’s gone, I open my closet and pull out outfit number one for the night. A hot pink halter two-piece romper and a pair of silver sparkly heels. I throw my hair up in a high ponytail and slap on a little makeup that includes a matching pink lip color and a smokey eye palette. Gazing at myself in the mirror, I have to admit, I look good.

“Damn, girl. You’re smokin’.” I smack my lips together and do a little turn, checking out the crisscrossed ties on the back of my halter top. I smooth out any apparent wrinkles and then dab on a little perfume just as Aris knocks on my door.

“Holyyyy fuck,” he mumbles when he sees me. He shakes his head and blinks a couple times and then smiles. “You look…”

“You don’t look so bad yourself, Dr. McElfry.” He stands before me in a pair of sexy gray pants that sit on his hips in that perfect way and a button-down black dress shirt, the sleeves rolled up his forearms. God, I love when men do that.

He takes my hand and lifts it into the air gesturing for me to turn around so he can see my entire outfit. I perform my slow twirl as he whistles his approval. “Goddamn, you and Jack Hammer could be twins.”

I bust out laughing and give him a playful smack on his arm. “Are you saying I look like a damn dildo?”

“You’re one hundred percent hotter than your pink dildo, Adrienne, I assure you. He steps inside my room, letting the door close behind him, and pulls me in a little closer to him.

Oh no…

Good Lord, he smells delicious.

He trails a soft hand underneath my chin, tipping it up so I’m looking into his eyes. “But I can also tell you with one hundred percent honesty that if I have to have something pink and sparkly in my hands tonight, I’m really glad it’s you.”

Shiiiiit.

I think my thong is drenched already.

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