Page 92 of Hollywood Undercover
“I’ll go with thepink.”
“Excellent. Now, have a seat and let me get your face paintedon.”
* * *
When Alexandraand Eva strolled through the lobby an hour later, they were both recognizable celebrities. People shouted for Alexandra’s attention this time, asking her to turn to the camera. The impromptu fans from earlier had been supplemented by reporters and paparazzi. Alexandra suspected that was thanks toRick.
Damn, he worksfast!
She climbed into the limousine with Eva, undeniably back to the life she had temporarily left behind, with all the pressures back on hershoulders.
“I thought I could easily slip back into things, Eva. This is harder than I imagined,” she confessed, out of breath. “Did you hear the guy in the back who asked if I suddenly grew aconscience?”
“He was an ass, honey. Besides, if you’re going back into hiding as Alex for a few days, you need to make tonight count. Any publicity is goodpublicity.”
“Iguess.”
“You said Rick spun it that you just arrived in Tucson to be with your father,right?”
“Yes.”
“Well, you’re here. You don’t have to try to be the doting daughter, love. You already are. Don’t let the bright lights stop you from beingyourself.”
“I feel like a bit of a fraud,” shewhispered.
“That’s because you have been, but for good reason. You don’t owe the public any explanation. There’s only one person you have to talk to so you can set things right. Let’s go dothat.”
Pulling her phone out of her clutch purse, Alexandra got ready to phoneBash.
