A-List Kiss: A Laugh-Out-Loud Romantic Comedy by Brenda Lowder

Author:Brenda Lowder [Lowder, Brenda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bold Wanderer Press
Published: 2020-12-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

The next day, I woke up alone. Again. Maybe I should have been used to it by now, but I couldn’t help feeling cheated out of quality cuddling time. I know women like cuddling more than men do, but still—the cuddly slow wake-up is the best part of vacation, or so I imagined.

I showered, did my hair and makeup, and chose a pair of tailored black pants and a long-sleeved dark gray blouse for the day’s outfit. They were work clothes, but I’d noticed everyone walking around the autumn-hued Paris streets wore dark colors, and I liked the idea of blending in. I’d probably be exploring the city on my own again. I wondered if I’d run into Special Agent Matthew. I was almost looking forward to it.

I was putting on my shoes when the front door banged open. I jumped.

Gavin was shouting, but I could barely understand what he was saying. His words were garbled. Was he drunk? Or had he been jumped by Matthew’s bad guys? He nasally over enunciated, “Yes, I’m aware of that, Patricia! But it’s perfectly clear you have no idea what you’re doing. Get me Anthony.”

A clatter of dropped items rattled on the marble floor, followed by muttered cursing. I stepped into the hallway, and a white paper-wrapped package hit me squarely in the stomach. I doubled over with a “humph!” more from surprise than pain.

Gavin’s nasally garble said, “Eden, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to hit you.” Gavin abandoned the packages that he’d been kicking across the floor and lumbered to my side.

“I’m fine.” I still leaned over defensively. “What’s all this?”

Gavin took my arm, and I looked up into his face. “Yikes! What happened?”

He covered his face with both of his hands and bleated nasally, “Don’t look at me! You can’t see me like this!” and turned away.

But it was too late. I’d already seen the monstrosity that had taken the place of his gorgeous nose. “What happened?” I repeated. I led the cowering Gavin to the couch, trying to tug his arms away from his face as we went.

Finally I succeeded. His beautiful ski-slope storybook prince nose was four times its usual size and, well, red and lumpy. I wanted to cry, but Gavin beat me to it.

“There was an accident,” he choked out past the tears, his usually deep and silky voice now nasally and wheezy. He turned his head away from me and swiped at his eyes while making sniffling sounds.

What kind of accident targets perfect noses? Oh, the humanity.

“I was getting a facial in the hotel spa and I thought I’d treat myself to an all-natural organic nose wax—”

“Nose wax?” I interrupted.

Gavin made an impatient sound and gestured with his hand toward his nose. “Nose wax. When you get your nostril hair waxed.”

“Right. Of course. As one naturally would.” I put my hand to my nose. I’d never had one of those.

“Apparently the all-natural wax they use is beeswax and I have an allergy to beeswax!”

“That’s

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