Longing: Club Inferno by Jamie K. Schmidt

Author:Jamie K. Schmidt
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2014-09-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The next morning Anya texted Trey at five thirty a.m.: I’m down another five lbs.

She was lying, of course. But she figured Trey wouldn’t know that until he saw her for the audition. Anya planned to be wearing two pairs of Spanx, a girdle, and a corset on that day. Maybe all the director would see was boobs and then she could wow him with her acting.

She hoped.

She then promptly rolled over and pulled the covers over her head. It was bliss not having to deal with Trey this early in the morning. However, her quick snooze made her miss Clint’s swimming time. Having overslept the pool, Anya was eager to find Clint and spend some time with him—preferably in private. But she had forgotten that today was the big concert and everyone was running around like crazy people.

She caught up with Nefertiti, who was snarking at someone on her headset. Tapping a pen on a ginormous clipboard, Tee exploded into the microphone. “That’s bullshit! You promised us the equipment here at ten a.m. Now you’re telling me it’s not coming until three?”

Tee glared over at Anya before realizing who it was. She held up a finger for her to wait a minute. After a peek into Colleen’s empty office, Anya sat down on one of the chairs and was glad she wasn’t on the receiving end of the ass-chewing.

“What am I going to do if it’s not here by three? I have a band coming in for sound check. Where the hell is the truck? Don’t you people have GPS? Oh, I’ll hold all right.” Nefertiti pressed the mute button and looked up at Anya. “They’re going to give me ten percent off my order. They just don’t know it yet.”

“Should you be getting this excited in your condition?” Anya said.

“You better mean fabulous and not pregnant.”

“You can be both,” Anya said soothingly.

“You got that right. How the hell are you anyway? I heard you took a header into the floor last night.”

“It was that stupid diet.”

“Sure it wasn’t that tight dress?” Nefertiti arched an eyebrow at her and fished a truffle out of the box on her desk. “Want one?”

“I’m trying to be good,” Anya said.

“It’s not like we’re going to need them anymore. Istvahn knows.” Nefertiti popped the candy in her mouth.

“Shut up!” Anya would have loved to have been a fly on the wall for that conversation.

Nefertiti shook her head. “Not much gets by him. I was an idiot to think we could keep this from him.”

“How did he react?” Anya had a vision of Istvahn hauling Nefertiti over his shoulder and carrying her off to bed, then the camera panned to the window because Anya didn’t want to think any further than that.

“The big dummy asked me to marry him.”

“The cad!” Anya said with fake horror.

Nefertiti narrowed her eyes at her. “I’m not looking for his pity.”

“Has it ever occurred to you that if he liked you enough to fuck you, he might just like you enough to marry?”

“ ‘Like’ isn’t good enough.

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