Love United (Hollywood Series Book 3) by Avery Michaels

Author:Avery Michaels [Michaels, Avery]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Coastal Escape Publishing, LLC
Published: 2016-11-13T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

When I awoke the next day, I knew that I had to get in touch with Stella before I left for Alabama. It wasn’t going to be easy though. It wasn’t as if I knew the name of her club, which had looked more like a house, or her last name to look her up. It wasn’t as if I could call information and ask for “Stella, bouncy tits, sex club, New York City, New York, please.” No, that wouldn’t do. And I certainly couldn’t use my resources. Trase had proven to be very resourceful, but I couldn’t tell him the details of this. I couldn’t tell anyone the truth. To make things more difficult, I couldn’t remember how to get to the mansion. A limo had driven us there, and I’d been too distraught when I left to pay attention. Even if I could remember, I wouldn’t be going anywhere without a dozen or more paparazzi. They were hot on my trail.

That left me with only a few options. I could call Jackson, or I could manipulate Logan. The Jackson option seemed much more appealing. I dialed his cell phone. As it rang, I remembered him giving me the number that night and telling me to call him if I ever needed anything after discovering that we were from the same state on the ride over to the club. He was so very sweet. We’d spoken on occasion at events, but besides him calling me the other day, when all of this mess had hit the fan, we’d never been in touch like this.

“Hello,” a woman answered.

“Hey, um, I’m sorry, I’m looking for Jackson,” I said nervously.

“Jake just took off on some errands with the kids. He left his phone. This is Katie. Can I give him a message?” I rubbed my eyes with the palm of my hand. Her tone was so kind and sincere. I couldn’t drag Jackson and his family into my problems.

“Katie, it’s Roxy Royce. I was just returning Jackson’s call about a work matter. Sorry to bother you. Thank you. Bye-bye, now,” I said, hanging up before she could respond. I didn’t think I could hold a lie together for her.

I vibrated with anger at the thought of having to put on a show with Logan, but I got dressed and headed over to his hotel anyway. It was pointless to call. He would demand for us to be seen together. That was the point of this ruse, after all, wasn’t it?

His hotel was only a couple of blocks over, so I walked. The closer I got, the angrier I became, and I let it show. I was hoping that it would give me an edge and maybe, just maybe, the world would see through this crap that Logan was trying to pull, even though I knew better. People loved a good story—even if it wasn’t a good story. They loved feeling involved, I guess. When I arrived, the paparazzi would speculate, but they would be left outside.

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