And Playing the Role of Herself by K.E. Lane

Author:K.E. Lane [Lane, K.E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: Fiction, lesbian, romance, Celebrity, Actress, Hollywood, Showbiz, Femme-Femme, Toaster Oven
ISBN: 9781932300727
Publisher: Yellow Rose Books
Published: 2006-08-15T11:41:58+00:00

A KNOCK SOUNDED at my door, and I walked down the hall to the front entry, fastening a dangly, gold earring as I went. The sturdy form of Liz’s driver, Walter, was visible through the glass block window. I pulled open the door, still fastening the other earring.

“Good evening, Miss Harris. You look lovely.” He smiled slightly and crossed his hands behind his back. He wore a black suit with a black shirt underneath and a deep purple tie that shimmered in the light.

I grinned. “Thank you, Walter. Great tie. I’ll just be a minute.”

He nodded. “Of course.”

I ducked into the bedroom for a final check of my outfit. Dark brown slacks with a flared leg, low heels, and a sleeveless, brown and white geometric print blouse that showed plenty of back, and had a neckline that fulfilled Connie’s joking request for cleavage. On the way back to the front door I snagged a small brown purse from the hallway table, checked it for keys, cell phone and wallet, and slid the thin strap over my shoulder. “All set.”

Walter nodded and stepped back. I closed and locked the door, and followed him to the black limousine idling in the drive.

Liz was already sipping on a glass of white wine when I slid into the cooled interior of the car. She handed me a tumbler with a few ice cubes and a whole lot of scotch as soon as I sat down.

“Hi.” She touched her glass to mine. “Cheers.”

“Hi.” I took in her outfit as I settled into my seat. “You look great.” She wore a simple, sky blue cocktail dress that matched her eyes, and her hair was swept back in a carefully mussed coiffure that reminded me vaguely of an exotic bird.

She nodded her head slightly, like royalty accepting her due, but I could tell my comment pleased her.

I gestured with my glass, raising an eyebrow quizzically. “Not that I’m complaining—you know I won’t turn down good scotch—but are we celebrating something?”

She smiled, then picked up an item on the seat beside her and handed it to me. “Your first truly scandalous front page, sugar. I’m so proud. Why didn’t you tell me you had a new beau?”

I looked at the item in my hand. Three grainy but recognizable black and white newspaper pictures detailing the moments just before, during, and after James laid the kiss on me. James’s back was to the photographer and it was hard to recognize him unless you knew him by the back of his blond head, but each shot showed my face clearly. The first picture showed me smiling at him, and the second, the actual kiss. The third showed our faces still close together, with my hands on his shoulders as I pushed him away, but it looked as though I was pulling him closer. The clippings were neatly trimmed and laminated, with the headline “Was she really camping?” and the caption, “Caidence finds more than wildlife on her infamous camping trip.”

“Oh, God,” I groaned.

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