Confessions of a Hollywood Matchmaker by Gigi Blume

Author:Gigi Blume
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sodasac Press
Published: 2018-10-23T00:00:00+00:00

I HAD NEVER PAID MUCH attention to trends on the internet that went viral. I was not living in an absolute bubble, but I was also not very keen to most of the pop culture that millions of people found entertaining. I wasn’t necessarily opposed to it, I was simply too busy to notice. Therefore, when my video reached half a million hits, I was more than a little dumbfounded and admittedly a tiny bit giddy.

Jaxson didn't seem to share the same sentiment.

“How many photos are you going to take of your pad thai?” he grumbled over his pineapple rice. “Is your lunch starting a modeling career?”

“I have to get the right angle.” I loved the dual camera feature on my phone. It made the background blurry like a proper camera.

Click click click.

“Would you like me to serenade your photoshoot with the lyrics to Girls on Film?”

“No, thank you.”

That did not stop him. He started tapping the table with his thumb.

“Peanut crumbles all over the lens as she’s eating. Ba ba ba. Ba- ba ba!”

I rolled my eyes. “That’s just bad.”

He went on without a hitch. “Miles of noodles and sauce going into her mouth. Ba ba ba. Ba- ba ba!”

“Now you're just embarrassing yourself,” I giggled, putting my phone down.

His grin was infectious. “I made you laugh. And you finally put down your phone.”

I dug into my food, skewering three huge shrimps on my chopstick.

“No tofu today?” He grinned.

I shoved the whole thing into my mouth and shook my head. “Of een oo-bay.”

“What?”

I lifted a finger while I finished chewing.

“Love scene today.”

“I don’t follow.”

“With Henry.”

“I know.”

I gave him a hard stare. “I can't believe you didn't do anything about that unscripted kiss.”

“What does that have to do with tofu?”

“Nothing. But it has everything to do with shrimp.” I took another glorious bite.

Jaxson squinted his beautiful olive eyes and twisted his lips. “Is that incriminating information?”

“Why would it be incriminating?” I asked.

He laughed. “Because of the size of his— “

“Ego? Yes.”

“Exactly what I was about to say,” he said with a wink. “Care to elaborate?”

“There’s nothing to elaborate. I hate him. I eat shrimp, I have seafood breath. He passes out. The end.” I shoved an enormous mouth full of noodles into my face. Jaxson propped his elbow on the table, steepling his fingers, studying me with amusement. His eyes shifted to my lips and his breath hitched, almost indiscriminately. But I noticed. I always notice.

“What are you looking at?” I asked indignantly, checking my teeth for cilantro with my tongue.

He grinned. “You have something. Just there.”

Before I could go for my napkin he was reaching over the table, his elegant hand extending towards my face. He opened his mouth ever so slightly, in the sympathetic way one does when coaxing an infant to take a bite, and swept his index finger over the corner of my mouth. His movement was swift and sure, though it felt like the moment was suspended in a bubble.

I was devoid of thought, devoid

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