In front of me, she perked up. "But Biancadidpick out my dress."
I felt my jaw tighten. Bianca and dresses – I knew exactly how that went. When she'd helpedmepick out a dress, I'd ended up looking like a prairie lady.
But at least my nipples hadn't been popping out all over the place.
The tears long-gone, she leaned forward and asked, "So, did he like it?"
"What? The dress?"
"Well, that too. But I meant the audition."
I gave a little shake of my head. "What audition?"
"At the convention center. Bianca said he was looking for a co-star. Or maybe a recurring character?" Her eyes brightened, but this time, not with tears. "Someone really sexy and flamboyant."
Well, she had beenthat.
"So," she continued, "what did he think?"
I couldn’t recall his exact words, but I knew exactly what he'd thought. According to Jake, she'd been drunk, nauseous, and stinky, well, as far as her perfume, anyway.
I didn't smell any perfume now. But who knows? Maybe that was Bianca's brainchild, too.
It would be just like her.
The more I thought about it, the more I decided that the person who really needed slapping was Bianca.
When I saw her next, maybe I would.
And I wouldn’t be apologizing for it either.
Take that, Bianca.
The girl's voice broke into my thoughts. "Oh, no. You're mad about my performance, aren't you?"
Was I?
Definitely.
But somehow, I didn't think I was mad at her. Not anymore. "Actually," I admitted, "I'm not sure."
She bit her lip. "I’m sorry I got carried away. It was supposed to be just an act, but…" She licked her lips. "He issohot. Once I got started, I just couldn't stop myself."
I watched, in new horror, as she started fanning herself, even as her voice became husky. "When he carried me out of there, I thought, 'Oh yeah, baby. Take me to heaven. I'm ready to go.'"
At something in my face, she drew back and cleared her throat. "But, of course, I was just alittletipsy."
Tipsy? More like drunk off her ass. But from the look on her face, she already knew that. Why rub it in?
"And," she continued, "in my defense, I didn't know beforehand that he had a girlfriend." Her brow wrinkled. "Funny that Bianca didn't mention that."
"Yeah. Funny."
She gave a shaky laugh. "Thank goodness for the internet."
"Uh. Yeah."
She lowered her voice. "Can I tell you a secret? I was so nervous, I camethisclose to throwing up on him. Pretty embarrassing, huh?"