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I check the time again and it’s 2:59. I call her.
“Hey, Ive.”
“Are these outfits actually appropriate for a Hamptons wedding?”
“Of course they are. Especially if it’s you who’s wearing them. Girl, you could wear a paper bag and still outshine all the socialites. Trust me. You want to make an impression.”
“What kind of impression are we talking about?”
“A rock ‘n roll impression. A gorgeous bohemian genius goddess impression. Don’t you dare second guess a single thing. I want you to promise me something, Ive.”
“What?”
“Promise me you’ll live in the moment, enjoy the stunning person you are and make the most of it. Your assignment—and I won’t take no for an answer—is to let loose and have some fun. That’s an order.”
“Yes, drill sergeant.”
She laughs. “I’m sorry. It’s just that it’s overdue.”
“Okay. You’re right.”
“Are you wearing my favorite little pink number?”
“I’m just about to jump in the shower.”
“Girl, three o’clock! Your limo will be there in an hour.”
“You said 4:30.”
“It’ll probably be waiting by 4:15. Alexander is very punctual.”
“It doesn’t take that long to get ready.”
“For you, maybe. I’m hanging up now or this will stress me out.”
“Okay, I’m getting ready now.”
“Good. Ive?”
“Yeah?”
“Love you. Thanks for doing this. Have fun. Call me the second you need any kind of moral support whatsoever. He promised to be nice. He’s a little bit scared of me so I know he’ll be true to his word.”
I can’t help laughing. “I’m sure he is. Love you too, Clee. I’ll keep in touch.”
“Embrace your stunning gorgeousness and go wild.”
“I’ll do my best. Talk soon.”
We end the call and—shit—it’s ten after three.
I jump in the shower, washing my long hair with the Extra Shine Luxe shampoo one of my clients sent me. Then I dry myself with a fluffy Infinite Puff towel I was gifted, and I put on the Tropical Bronze With A Hint of Glitter body butter I promote for another client. Being an “influencer” definitely has its perks. I have naturally olive skin but I love the light extra tan this body butter gives me, and it makes my skin look almost shimmery.
I have a few tiny tattoos on my arms, one on my hand and one on my right shoulder blade, all of which are fully on display. I wonder how many other guests at the wedding will have tattoos, almost smiling to myself. I bet Alexander Maddox doesn’t have any tattoos.
I guess I’ll find out, since we’re sleeping in the same bed.
I’ve never slept in the same bed as a man before.
