Exposure: A Love Story by Ewens Tracy

Author:Ewens, Tracy [Ewens, Tracy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Tracy Ewens
Published: 2017-03-28T04:00:00+00:00

Most women clung to the bells and whistles of West’s world like catnip. Meg, on the other hand, seemed like she might run, so he kept moving things forward. He popped open their bottles of beer and tried to pretend he was a regular guy hoping an incredible woman would agree to wake up in his arms.

All he wanted to do was eat falafel sandwiches and fall asleep on this couch. He honestly was up for any plan so long as it didn’t include her walking out that door.

Meg sat back down next to him and he handed her a paper plate. Their eyes held and concern was right there in the beautiful curves of her face, but she said nothing. Simply unwrapped her sandwich, took a big bite, and closed her eyes in pleasure. West could get used to that expression too.

“So a couple of things,” she said, washing down her food with a swig of water instead of beer.

“Only two?”

“Well, two pressing things. When we were coming up in the elevator, Clay mentioned ‘most of the women.’ Without going into disgusting detail, how many notches are on that bedpost?”

“I’ve never understood that phrase. Is that a Wild West thing? Why am I putting notches on my bedpost? And with what? My pocket knife?”

She held his gaze and kept chewing. She wanted an answer. Right. Start simple.

“I am male.”

“Yes, you are.” She took another bite.

“And single.”

“Another truth, good, you are on a roll.”

“I have slept with some women, and the people who help me navigate my life have seen a few come and go.”

Meg nodded and set her plate on the table. West thought she might get up and walk right out, but she reached over and grabbed another napkin.

“Why are you eating with me? Why did you show me street art and the stairs? Why are you always pushing me into your car?”

“Wow, that’s a lot of questions for one breath. Let’s see, I am on a break from filming and I enjoy food. That is why I eat with you. We went on the art drive as an alternative to walking down the street in broad daylight and I thought you would appreciate it. The stairs, because I wanted to share something private with you. I push you into my car, actually there’s no pushing, but I do that because I want to be near you. All. The. Time.” Those last three words trickled out with hesitation. He couldn’t read her expression or where she was leading with her questions.

One of those must have been the right answer. Meg took the plate from him, set it on the coffee table, and climbed onto his lap. Her hands were on his shoulders as if being this close to him helped her judge his sincerity.

“Are you going back to Los Angeles? You said you were.”

“I have to be on the set by September eighteenth, and then it will be three to four months of filming. I will be back here full-time.

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