Perfect Shot by Debbie Rigaud

Author:Debbie Rigaud
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon Pulse
Published: 2009-12-07T16:00:00+00:00

Nine

Brent looked up from what he was writing on a spreadsheet when I came into his view.

There was no way to misinterpret the scene. Kelly was totally macking on Brent and giving it her all. The close lean-in, the hushed, soft voice, the seductive hint of boobage. And even I had to admit she looked damn amazing dressed as the sexy Sandy from Grease.

All of a sudden, I wasn’t feeling “so pretty” as Maria anymore. Let’s be real—the kind of stuff Maria wore was what Sandy wore before she got her sexy back. My look was feeling more matronly by the minute.

I paused when I saw Brent because I was surprised. I knew that halting would translate into shock and disappointment. I didn’t want to confirm Kelly’s obvious suspicions about my crushing on one of the photo interns. And I didn’t want Brent to think that he had some hold over me like that. So I played off my standstill and pretend to be lost.

“Oh no,” I said. “I don’t remember this being here. I must’ve made a wrong turn.”

Brent, who had been paying extra-close attention to what he was logging on the spreadsheet and seemingly ignoring Kelly’s advances, set down the equipment when I said this.

I think I caught a slight smile on his face as he looked at me.

If I didn’t leave right then, I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to hide my agitation much longer. Until recently, Kelly probably saw no difference between him and the lighting equipment. And now all of a sudden—and incidentally, after she noticed the attention I was bestowing on him—she wanted to flash him a bit of skin and whisper in his ear? It was too much of a coincidence.

Surprisingly though, Brent seemed unaffected by her feminine prowess or beauty.

“That’s aight,” he said. “Happens all the time.”

He stuffed the final pieces in a leather case, zipped it, and slung it on his broad shoulder. “I’ll show you how to get there,” he said, walking away from the table and toward me.

I couldn’t believe my SOS comment came out like a damsel-in-distress signal that he totally answered to. And Kelly couldn’t believe it either. For a few seconds, it was like Brent and I forgot we weren’t the only two people on the scene. Kelly made sure to remind us. She stood upright to face me and tapped one pedicured foot in annoyance.

“Wow, London, your sense of direction is about as bad as your timing.”

Suddenly, Kelly didn’t look so flawlessly gorgeous anymore. The ill things she was thinking about me had her face twisted up like a wicked witch’s. It was clear that she didn’t take too kindly to being upstaged. Especially when her original plan, which obviously backfired, was to stay solidly on the radar of every contest judge and crew member. Kelly had no doubt been blindsided by my relatively popular three-week run and my strong performance that day.

Normally, I would back away from the kind of challenge Kelly’s actions were inviting.

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