primped and pampered for hours, my sister and I went back to our rooms to take a nap before dinner. Our trusty assistant, a sweet girl named Danii promised to wake us up an hour before so that we would have time to get ready for our dinner with Grayson.
Danii was nice and short. I'm short myself so I'm not one to talk, but she was even shorter than me. She couldn't be more than four foot, ten inches tall if even that. She was a tiny thing too. I bet she didn't weigh eighty pounds. What stood out about her though was her huge blue eyes with tiny freckles sprinkled across her face. She was cute as a button with a sassy personality. If we were back home in Texas, I could definitely see us being friends.
While I was putting on the last of my makeup, my sister Andrea came in my room with Danii. I could overhear them talking.
“How long have you worked for Grayson?” Andrea asked her.
“I guess it’s been about a year now. I just graduated college and I’m interning for his production company.”
“What does that mean?” Andrea asked. “What exactly do you do for him?”
"Basically, I'm a gal Friday. I do anything and everything that nobody else wants to do. If someone needs coffee, I'm on it. If someone needs their dry cleaning picked up, that's me too."
“Ahh, I see. So what did you study in school?”
"I was a film student. I want to be a director one day, but you have to start somewhere, you know?"
“I guess that’s true,” Andrea agreed. “Do you like working for Grayson Chase?”
"It's not any worse or better than any other job out there right now. He's nice enough and doesn't ask too much of me, so I can't complain. I'm just here to pay my dues. I know that I'll eventually work my way up to production assistant and one day, who knows."
“You are honest, I like that about you,” Andrea told her.
Danii choked back a laugh. “Don’t get used to it. We are in LA; you won't get a lot of that around here."
Just then there was a knock on my door, and I knew that meant Grayson had arrived. I rushed out to greet him with a big smile on my face.
“I hope I didn’t keep you ladies waiting too long?”
“Not at all,” I assured him.
“Did you have fun today doing all those interviews?”
“Oh yeah, loads of fun. Nothing like answering the exact same set of questions thirty times.”
He leaned down and kissed my forehead. “You look beautiful. Now let’s go eat. I’m starving.”
“You had a big lunch, how can you be starving?”
"I'm a big boy; I need my food."
I patted him on the stomach. “Not too much. Don’t want you getting fat on me,” I teased.
He growled at me and then kissed me on the lips, softly at first and then a little more intimately. For a moment, I lost myself in his kiss, forgetting we weren't alone.
“Now, now you two,” Andrea chided. “We are going to be late for our dinner reservations if we don’t get going.”
Grayson looked at his watch. “You are right. We better head out.”
“Will you be joining us tonight for dinner?” I asked Danii.
"No. I still have some work to get done, but I'll catch up with you later."
We made our way down to the restaurant in the hotel where the host ushered us to a table in the back where we feasted on smoked New York steak and organic salmon.
After dinner, we went to the poolside bar where Danii joined us to go over our detailed itinerary for the next day.
“It’s going to be a tough day tomorrow. Everything is scheduled down to the minute,” she said. “We can’t be late. It’s just not an option.”
My sister Andrea reviewed the printed out schedule carefully as if it were a legal contract while I sipped my wine and enjoyed being near Grayson again.
Soon Danii left, but only after we all promised to get to bed early. Not yet though. I wasn’t ready to leave. I was enjoying myself far too much. Even though we were in a public place, we weren’t bothered by crowds of people or fans like we were back in Texas.
Danii was nice and short. I'm short myself so I'm not one to talk, but she was even shorter than me. She couldn't be more than four foot, ten inches tall if even that. She was a tiny thing too. I bet she didn't weigh eighty pounds. What stood out about her though was her huge blue eyes with tiny freckles sprinkled across her face. She was cute as a button with a sassy personality. If we were back home in Texas, I could definitely see us being friends.
While I was putting on the last of my makeup, my sister Andrea came in my room with Danii. I could overhear them talking.
“How long have you worked for Grayson?” Andrea asked her.
“I guess it’s been about a year now. I just graduated college and I’m interning for his production company.”
“What does that mean?” Andrea asked. “What exactly do you do for him?”
"Basically, I'm a gal Friday. I do anything and everything that nobody else wants to do. If someone needs coffee, I'm on it. If someone needs their dry cleaning picked up, that's me too."
“Ahh, I see. So what did you study in school?”
"I was a film student. I want to be a director one day, but you have to start somewhere, you know?"
“I guess that’s true,” Andrea agreed. “Do you like working for Grayson Chase?”
"It's not any worse or better than any other job out there right now. He's nice enough and doesn't ask too much of me, so I can't complain. I'm just here to pay my dues. I know that I'll eventually work my way up to production assistant and one day, who knows."
“You are honest, I like that about you,” Andrea told her.
Danii choked back a laugh. “Don’t get used to it. We are in LA; you won't get a lot of that around here."
Just then there was a knock on my door, and I knew that meant Grayson had arrived. I rushed out to greet him with a big smile on my face.
“I hope I didn’t keep you ladies waiting too long?”
“Not at all,” I assured him.
“Did you have fun today doing all those interviews?”
“Oh yeah, loads of fun. Nothing like answering the exact same set of questions thirty times.”
He leaned down and kissed my forehead. “You look beautiful. Now let’s go eat. I’m starving.”
“You had a big lunch, how can you be starving?”
"I'm a big boy; I need my food."
I patted him on the stomach. “Not too much. Don’t want you getting fat on me,” I teased.
He growled at me and then kissed me on the lips, softly at first and then a little more intimately. For a moment, I lost myself in his kiss, forgetting we weren't alone.
“Now, now you two,” Andrea chided. “We are going to be late for our dinner reservations if we don’t get going.”
Grayson looked at his watch. “You are right. We better head out.”
“Will you be joining us tonight for dinner?” I asked Danii.
"No. I still have some work to get done, but I'll catch up with you later."
We made our way down to the restaurant in the hotel where the host ushered us to a table in the back where we feasted on smoked New York steak and organic salmon.
After dinner, we went to the poolside bar where Danii joined us to go over our detailed itinerary for the next day.
“It’s going to be a tough day tomorrow. Everything is scheduled down to the minute,” she said. “We can’t be late. It’s just not an option.”
My sister Andrea reviewed the printed out schedule carefully as if it were a legal contract while I sipped my wine and enjoyed being near Grayson again.
Soon Danii left, but only after we all promised to get to bed early. Not yet though. I wasn’t ready to leave. I was enjoying myself far too much. Even though we were in a public place, we weren’t bothered by crowds of people or fans like we were back in Texas.
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