The Accidental TV Star by Evans Emily

Author:Evans, Emily [Evans, Emily]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-03-08T00:00:00+00:00

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With that, we were ushered into the house and upstairs. His mom shooed Garrett down the hall and opened the door to a guest room. “You’ll want a lie down, before the ceremony. It’ll be a long night.”

“Thanks.” My footsteps drug on the hardwood floors in my tiredness and I made myself straighten. The room looked like something out of a British period film: heavy antiques, dark green window treatments, a picture of purple-dotted hills set in a gilt frame.

“Garrett phoned that Caspian and his girlfriend are coming to the wedding. They’ll be here this afternoon. She’s an American. Do you know her?”

“We’re friends. Ashley and I graduated together.” I hoped Garrett thought to text Caz and Ashley our fake relationship cover, because my phone wouldn’t work over here.

“Deirdre and the bridal party have filled the guesthouse. Would it be all right then if Ashley shares this guest room with you?”

I leaned against the dark wood of the four-poster bed. Heavy green tapestries cushioned my back. “Absolutely. I haven’t seen her since graduation and I’ve missed her.”

“Aye, I’m sure Garrett misses his friends when he’s in LA.” She got a worried expression on her face. “We don’t visit like we should.”

“Are you coming for his movie premiere next month?”

“Time Kick?”

“No, that’s the one he’s filming now. The movie premiering is Haven Hill. Garrett hasn’t admitted it, but I can tell he’s really proud.”

His mom shook her head, “Oh, no. We don’t want to interfere with all that business.” Her nose wrinkled, showing me her stance on his Hollywood career. “I’ll send one of the maids up in a second. She can take your measurements and sort out something for the wedding. We have a traditional dress here for our side unless Garrett already arranged Campbell colors for you?”

“No, but I don’t want to be a bother.”

She brushed my comment off. “If you can give her approximates for Ashley, we’ll get her sorted too.”

“She’s a little shorter and little thinner than me, but we can usually wear some of the same stuff.”

“Good. Good. Have a lovely rest, then,” she said, and shut the door behind her.

I didn’t know what she had in mind for me to wear to the wedding, but I guessed it involved draping a piece of plaid over one of my sundresses. Before I even turned away, a tap sounded on the door. A petite, brunette lady came in holding a measuring tape. “Hi. Here to take your measurements. This will just take a minute, Miss.”

“Hi.” I held out my arm. She measured me and jotted down the results. I covered my yawn and blinked. The wave of tiredness kept me in a bubble, indifferent to the oddity of being measured. After she left, I went into the bathroom. My toiletry bag sat on the counter. I went back to the bedroom and checked the heavy, carved wooden wardrobe. My things hung inside. While we’d stood on the front porch, someone had brought my bag up and unpacked. I wondered if that should feel intrusive, but was too tired to know.

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