Walk Away, The Romance of Nick and Layla (Part 1) by Cierlak Crystal

Author:Cierlak, Crystal [Cierlak, Crystal]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Crystal Cierlak
Published: 2012-09-30T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

I mentally prepped myself for the press converence Nick’s handlers had arranged. I had only ever done one or two and they always made me nauseatingly nervous.

Nick had spent the night, but we kept our distance in the bed, our backs facing each other. And so far this morning we hadn’t said a word to each other. It was probably better that way. We were both on the edge of a cliff, ready to fall at any moment.

In the walk-in closet I thought about what I should wear. Did I want to be comfortable? Did I want to look conservative? It sounded stupid but it’s true: How you look dictates what people will say about you.

Nick walked in and stood in front of his side of the closet. He pulled down a pair of jeans and a tee-shirt and I couldn’t help but groan my disdain.

“We’re not going to the movies, Nick.”

“Okay, Mom, what do you think I should wear?”

I looked him up and down. Sweat pants and a wife beater. Hell, he should just go like that. Really piss people off. I rifled through hangers of his clothes, mentally picturing how they would make him look. And then I got an idea.

I picked out a pair of khaki slacks and a beautiful white shirt. Then I addressed a large shelf on my half and produced a box gift-wrapped in Burberry paper. I handed it to him.

“What’s this?”

“I bought this for you a while ago. It’ll go with your outfit.”

Nick unwrapped the box and pulled out a beautiful Burberry tie. He looked at me. “You want me to wear a tie?”

“It’s respectable, Nick.”

“What are you wearing?” he asked curiously.

I pulled out my favorite Prada dress. A black, incredibly snug, incredibly chic, little black dress. I then bent down and picked up a shoe box holding a pair of gorgeous heels from Chanel. “And don’t forget to wear your glasses.”

“Why?”

“Because they make you look sexy and it’s a proven fact that nobody can resist you or be mad at you when you look sexy.”

His face lightened a bit and I swear I thought he almost smiled. “Proven according to whom?”

“Me.”

Half an hour later I dabbed on a bit of gloss on my lips and took a look at myself one final time. I looked good. It was a small token, but at least we would look happy and matched-up. Though it was practically a lie.

I turned off the bathroom light as I exited and sat down on the bed to put on the 4-inch shoes. I would be just as tall as Nick, if not slightly taller. I looked up as he entered my line of view and felt my heart flutter. Damn. He looked good. And he was already wearing his glasses.

I stood up, all six feet plus of me, and walked up to him, stretching my arms up to his tie.

“What are you doing?” he asked, looking at me.

“Loosen your tie a bit. You’re not selling Bibles, you’re saving your career.

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