How To Wed A Billionaire by Layla Valentine

Author:Layla Valentine [Valentine, Layla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-23T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

My mood brightens when we get back to the house and the crew starts packing up. Thank God they’re not coming inside with us. The producers told me days ago that only our dates would be filmed, but still, I wouldn’t put it past the creative team to suddenly decide they need to get footage of me and Aaron at home.

Before Tina leaves, she asks Aaron for a word alone. They go upstairs, my gaze trailing after them.

“What’s that about?” I ask Luzia, who’s typing away on her phone, which makes me jealous.

“Dunno. Maybe she’s trying to seduce him.” Her grin is lopsided. “Can you blame her?”

Despite my earlier promise to myself to not forget who Aaron really is, anger rolls through me. Yes. I can blame her. This is a professional set! The director can’t be trying to bang one of the contestants.

Which brings something else to mind…

“Hey,” I say, “do you know how many other couples are on this show?”

She lowers her phone, face scrunching. “Dunno. All I know is we were supposed to do that photo shoot on day one, then have the weddings on other days. I have no clue what’s going on with any other crews.”

“Do you know if the others are filming now? And when are we doing the photoshoot?”

“Again,” she sighs in exasperation, “dunno. I’m only a PA. They don’t tell me shit unless it’s to get something from the store or move something from one room to another.”

“Right. Makes sense.”

I cast my gaze around the living room at the rest of the crew. Only their faces are familiar to me. I don’t know any of their names.

I’m considering going up and introducing myself to one of the cameramen when Aaron and Tina return.

They don’t look like they just had a quickie in one of the upstairs bedrooms, but I’ve been wrong before.

And paranoid.

Yeah, I’m definitely being paranoid.

Not that I should care about what Aaron does. Or rather, who he does.

“Your turn, Rachel,” Tina says.

I look at her in surprise. “Oh. For what, exactly?”

“For catching up real quick.”

I follow her upstairs, where we take a seat on the edge of a bed in one of the guest rooms. Whatever room Aaron chose to sleep in, it doesn’t seem to be this one. There are no bags up here, and no sign that anyone has occupied the pristinely-made bed.

“What did you think of today?” Tina asks, turning as far as possible on the bed to face me.

“It was a lot of fun. Especially the horse-riding part.”

“Great.” She pauses, tongue pressed between her front teeth. An uncomfortable air enters the room, and the hair on the back of my neck stands up.

“Did you think everything went well?” I ask, kind of afraid to hear the answer.

“Yes, but here’s the thing.” She puts her hand on my shoulder. It’s a friendly gesture, but it only feels like that: a gesture. There’s no heart or connection behind it.

“We really need to sell you and Aaron,” she says.

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