again.”
“I’m Brigit,” she said. In her sweet, pretty voice she said, “It must be so hard for you to remember anyone’s name, meeting us all so quickly. This is my friend Alexa,” she added.
Brandon nodded curtly at Alexa. “You two are friends?”
Brigit smiled warmly. “We met at the auditions. I was so thrilled when she walked through the door tonight. I have to admit I was sort of nervous at first, but she’s been making me laugh so much I’m starting to have a good time.”
Thinking she might have said something wrong, the blonde stuttered slightly, turning a fetching shade of pink. “Not that I wasn’t having a good time, but...”
Alexa put her arm around Brigit and said, “I’m sure he knows how you meant it,” giving Brandon a warning look.
Trying not to stare at Alexa - she was wearing the most incredibly flattering, low-cut red dress – he turned back to Brigit and confided in a low voice, “I’m sort of nervous too. That’s why I came to find you right away. There’s something about you that I just knew would soothe my nerves.”
Brigit beamed at Brandon and he worried that he was getting her hopes up. She was incredibly sweet and might have been the perfect wife for him at one time. Now it was Alexa or nobody.
“I’m glad we got a chance to know each other a little better.”
Brigit smiled happily. “Me too. But Alexa and I don’t want to monopolize all of your attention,” she added with a slight frown between her eyebrows. “It wouldn’t be fair to the other women here who want to get to know you.”
“I like a woman who plays fair.” Reaching for Brigit’s hand, he gave it a light kiss. “I look forward to seeing more of you.”
Turning to Alexa he said, “Oh and you too,” in a curt voice, and then strode off into the crowd of women who were ready to devour him.
* * *
Alexa was irked by Brandon’s complete dismissal of her, so when Brigit dreamily said,
“Isn’t he sweet?” Alexa was caught completely off guard.
“Him?” she said. “Sweet?” she snorted.
Brigit snapped out of her dreamy state and Alexa tried to remove her foot from her mouth. “What I mean is, he’s so, uh, hot, I have a really hard time thinking of him as sweet.”
Brigit giggled. “You’re so naughty, Alexa!”
Afraid she was going to keep blowing it with too much small talk, Alexa decided to get down to the business of unearthing the deep, dark secrets of as many of the contestants as possible, as quickly as possible. No matter how guilty she felt about it, Brigit was the best place to start.
Giggling, thankful that she had practiced making the sound all week so that she wouldn’t sound like she was going into cardiac arrest again, Alexa said, “Oh Brigit, you know me so well already!” Moving in for the kill, she said, “Now that we’ve had our face time with Mr. Right, let’s go get another glass of champagne and have some girl talk.”
Brigit exclaimed, “Oh what a great idea!”
Alexa got two full glasses of bubbly from the wet bar and then joined Brigit on one of the plush couches in the huge living room. “I’m just dying to know what your whole story is.”
Brigit looked confused. “What whole story?”
Alexa tried to be a little more subtle by sitting back against the cushions and asking, nonchalantly, “You know, why you tried out for the show.”
Brigit’s eyes dimmed, but the look was gone so quickly Alexa wondered if she had imagined it. Answering Alexa in an overly bright voice, Brigit said, “I’m ready to settle down.”
Alexa knew there had to be more to the story than that. “What about the boys back home in Oregon?”
Brigit sighed unhappily. “There was one, but...” She broke off mid-sentence and took a dainty sip of her champagne. “It didn’t work out.”
Alexa fought against the friendly bond she felt developing between them. Even if Brigit wasn't a brainless sellout, Alexa firmly reminded herself that she had a job to
“I’m Brigit,” she said. In her sweet, pretty voice she said, “It must be so hard for you to remember anyone’s name, meeting us all so quickly. This is my friend Alexa,” she added.
Brandon nodded curtly at Alexa. “You two are friends?”
Brigit smiled warmly. “We met at the auditions. I was so thrilled when she walked through the door tonight. I have to admit I was sort of nervous at first, but she’s been making me laugh so much I’m starting to have a good time.”
Thinking she might have said something wrong, the blonde stuttered slightly, turning a fetching shade of pink. “Not that I wasn’t having a good time, but...”
Alexa put her arm around Brigit and said, “I’m sure he knows how you meant it,” giving Brandon a warning look.
Trying not to stare at Alexa - she was wearing the most incredibly flattering, low-cut red dress – he turned back to Brigit and confided in a low voice, “I’m sort of nervous too. That’s why I came to find you right away. There’s something about you that I just knew would soothe my nerves.”
Brigit beamed at Brandon and he worried that he was getting her hopes up. She was incredibly sweet and might have been the perfect wife for him at one time. Now it was Alexa or nobody.
“I’m glad we got a chance to know each other a little better.”
Brigit smiled happily. “Me too. But Alexa and I don’t want to monopolize all of your attention,” she added with a slight frown between her eyebrows. “It wouldn’t be fair to the other women here who want to get to know you.”
“I like a woman who plays fair.” Reaching for Brigit’s hand, he gave it a light kiss. “I look forward to seeing more of you.”
Turning to Alexa he said, “Oh and you too,” in a curt voice, and then strode off into the crowd of women who were ready to devour him.
* * *
Alexa was irked by Brandon’s complete dismissal of her, so when Brigit dreamily said,
“Isn’t he sweet?” Alexa was caught completely off guard.
“Him?” she said. “Sweet?” she snorted.
Brigit snapped out of her dreamy state and Alexa tried to remove her foot from her mouth. “What I mean is, he’s so, uh, hot, I have a really hard time thinking of him as sweet.”
Brigit giggled. “You’re so naughty, Alexa!”
Afraid she was going to keep blowing it with too much small talk, Alexa decided to get down to the business of unearthing the deep, dark secrets of as many of the contestants as possible, as quickly as possible. No matter how guilty she felt about it, Brigit was the best place to start.
Giggling, thankful that she had practiced making the sound all week so that she wouldn’t sound like she was going into cardiac arrest again, Alexa said, “Oh Brigit, you know me so well already!” Moving in for the kill, she said, “Now that we’ve had our face time with Mr. Right, let’s go get another glass of champagne and have some girl talk.”
Brigit exclaimed, “Oh what a great idea!”
Alexa got two full glasses of bubbly from the wet bar and then joined Brigit on one of the plush couches in the huge living room. “I’m just dying to know what your whole story is.”
Brigit looked confused. “What whole story?”
Alexa tried to be a little more subtle by sitting back against the cushions and asking, nonchalantly, “You know, why you tried out for the show.”
Brigit’s eyes dimmed, but the look was gone so quickly Alexa wondered if she had imagined it. Answering Alexa in an overly bright voice, Brigit said, “I’m ready to settle down.”
Alexa knew there had to be more to the story than that. “What about the boys back home in Oregon?”
Brigit sighed unhappily. “There was one, but...” She broke off mid-sentence and took a dainty sip of her champagne. “It didn’t work out.”
Alexa fought against the friendly bond she felt developing between them. Even if Brigit wasn't a brainless sellout, Alexa firmly reminded herself that she had a job to
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