Twisted Lies 2 by Sedona Venez

Author:Sedona Venez [Venez, Sedona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: One Wish Publishing
Published: 2015-05-18T23:00:00+00:00

SIX

SINTHIA

Jade and I walked out of my townhouse and down the stairs toward Kirby, Jade’s chauffeur.

He was leaning against the expensive luxury SUV. He pushed away, tilting his head toward us. “You look lovely, Miss Michaels.”

“Thank you, Kirby.” I smiled impishly at him. “How’s my favorite man?”

He smiled. “Still way too old for you.”

I winked at him. “Age is nothing but a number.”

I loved messing with Kirby. He was an older version of James Bond—gray but still hot and dangerous.

Jade rolled her eyes. “Will you get in?”

He chuckled while opening the door, and then he helped us maneuver our gowns into the SUV. He strolled around to the driver’s side and slid in while we fastened our seatbelts.

Kirby fastened his seatbelt before turning the key and revving the engine. He smoothly pulled into the Manhattan traffic before zipping in and out of the snarl of taxicabs and buses.

Jade pulled out her cell, pressing her cheek against mine. “Selfie time,” she chirped. “Smile, Sin.” She pouted prettily.

I scowled. “Nothing to smile about,” I responded dryly.

“Got it.” She took the photo. “And posted.” She kissed my cheek. “And next time, you’d better smile because I assure you that grimace will be torn apart by my followers.” She threw the cell in her clutch.

“Nice. More critics. That’s exactly what I need right now.” I rubbed my temple, feeling a wicked headache approaching. “Why am I doing this again?” I mumbled under my breath while frowning at the New York City gridlocked traffic.

She leaned her head on my shoulder. “Because there’s a special place in hell for people who don’t support their besties.”

“I hate these types of events with rich people parading down the red carpet like racehorses.”

“Hey”—she gave me a fake pout—“rich person here.”

I petted her silky black hair like a horse’s mane. “And you’re my favorite rich person,” I cooed.

“So rude.” Jade swatted my hand.

I laughed. “Come on. You know what I mean. I hate these things. Red carpets are so fucking intimidating,” I explained. “Not that the paparazzi will be remotely interested in me, but I do have to walk down the thing in order to get into the gala.” I winked at her. “And more importantly, the open bar.”

“The red carpet is scary, even for me, but you can do this.” She reassuringly squeezed my hand. “I’ve seen you give a lecture on fashion design in front of hundreds of sarcastic, know-it-all young fashion students. You can do this.” She leaned forward and tapped on Kirby’s shoulder. “Don’t you agree?”

“Miss Michaels is tough as nails.” Kirby winked at me in the rearview mirror.

All too soon, we slowed, and I could see flickers of light up the road. We were in line to be dropped off. Kirby pulled up to the venue and stopped.

I stared at the flashing cameras in shock. “Why the hell do you do this?”

I sat there, stuck, trying to get mentally prepared to step out in front of the paparazzi’s cameras. It was sensory overload. The bright

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