Drop Dead Beautiful (Lucky Santangelo) by Jackie Collins

Author:Jackie Collins
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781429917209
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2007-06-26T04:00:00+00:00

Venus loved being out with Billy, especially amongst her peers. She knew they made an amazing couple—he didn’t look too young and she didn’t look too old. They looked like contemporaries. She also liked that he was getting plenty of attention as well as her. Billy was an excellent actor, and a well-respected one too. It wasn’t like she was out with some boy toy; Billy had his own high profile.

Holding on to his arm, she proudly introduced him to people he hadn’t met before, enjoying the compliments bestowed upon him.

Billy was enjoying himself too, although his crotch itched like crazy. Venus might have gotten rid of his crabs, but the stubble burn from her shaving skills was driving him nuts.

“Gotta go to the men’s room, babe,” he said, slipping away from her.

As he walked toward the house, a tray-carrying waitress stepped in front of him, blocking his way.

“Billy?” she said.

He gave her a puzzled look. “Do I know you?”

“You should know me,” she retorted. “It was you who gave me the crabs.”

Holy shit! It was the waif from Tower Records. Miss Broken Taillight herself. And here she was all neat and clean in a waitress uniform with her hair piled on top of her head, looking quite respectable.

“What do you mean, I gave you crabs?” he said, outraged. “I got them from you.”

“You certainly did not!” she replied, equally outraged. “You were the one who had them.”

Jesus! He motioned her over to the side of the room. “People can hear,” he said, keeping his voice low. “Don’t talk to me about this here.”

“When should I talk to you?” she retorted. “You gave me crabs and I had to spend a ton of money I didn’t have visiting the doctor and finding out what it was. You’re disgusting!”

“Hey,” he said, scowling, “you didn’t get them from me ’cause the only person I sleep with is my girlfriend.”

“Really?” she said. “Then what does that make me? A one-afternoon stand?”

“I didn’t mean that,” he said, steering her over to a quieter corner. “What I meant was that when we did it, I was broken up with my girlfriend.”

“Is Venus your girlfriend?”

“Yes,” he admitted.

“And you hooked up with me? Wow! I’m flattered. I hope you didn’t give her crabs too.”

“Jesus Christ,” he muttered, “will you shut the frig up? What do you want from me?”

“I want you to remember me when you see me. We had sex, I went down on you. Doesn’t that mean anything to you, Mister Big Movie Star?”

“What we had was a short encounter.”

“An encounter?” she said incredulously. “Should I have gotten your autograph on my ass? If I remember correctly, all you offered me was a signed photo.”

“What are you after? Money?”

“I’m an actress, not a hooker,” she said huffily. “Give me a part in your movie and I’ll shut up. Otherwise I’m telling Venus what a bad boy you’ve been. Okay?”

No. It wasn’t okay at all. But what could he do?

Hurriedly he gave her his cell phone number.

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