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Trina’s brows arch. “You’re not?”

In for a penny, in for a pound. Leigh is going to hate me for this. “Definitely. You’ve already met him. Come here, babe.” I wave at Leigh to come onto the stage.

It’s too bad that I can’t see the look on her douche ex’s face. I hope Leigh doesn’t leave me hanging, though. To my relief, she walks over, and without looking like she wants to murder me.

“Hello again,” Trina greets Leigh.

“Hi, Trina.” She sits next to me and, to my surprise, rests a hand on my thigh. That’d be something I’d do to stake my claim. My skin breaks into goose bumps, and my pulse kicks up a notch. Jesus fuck, from only a simple touch?

“Oh my God, Leigh. Aren’t you full of surprises,” Trina pipes up, bringing me back to the here and now.

“It was a surprise for me too, Trina. I wasn’t looking to start anything new, but it seems fate had other ideas,” I say, still staring at Leigh.

She gives me my own crooked grin—the one I know makes women go weak in the knees. Man, she is a terrific actress. “Yes, fate got us good.”

“You said you were childhood friends… Was there already a spark back then?”

“We were next-door neighbors and went to the same high school, but Leigh never gave me the time of day,” Leigh answers.

“Really? I find that hard to believe.”

I turn to Trina, and in doing so also check to see if Nick is still watching the interview from the shadows. The asshole is gone. Good.

“I didn’t pay attention to boys in high school. I was focused on my studies,” I reply.

“And then four years later, you met again. Wow… if that isn’t a story for a romantic movie, I don’t know what is.”

Lady, you have no idea.

She turns to “Keanu.” “How do you feel about Leigh heading to New Zealand in a few weeks to shoot a movie with Cameron Crawford?”

Jesus, now we’re back on this topic. This woman is like a dog with a bone.

“I couldn’t be happier for her.”

“You’re not even a little bit jealous?”

Leigh narrows her eyes, then says, “Truthfully, Trina, not in the least. I know what I bring to the table.”

“Oh?” Trina’s eyes sparkle.

Oh my God. Did Leigh just make a comment about the size of my dick, or am I reading too much into it? Judging by Trina’s expression, I can guess her mind went straight there too.

To sell the image to Trina even harder, I lean into Leigh, resting my head against her shoulder and pressing a hand over her chest. “And what he brings to the table is scrumptious.”

Leigh flexes the hand that’s still resting on my thigh, digging her fingers into my skin. It could be seen as a caress, but knowing her, it’s a warning. Maybe I took things too far, but I have zero regrets. Now everyone will think Leigh is having the best sex of her life thanks to me. It’s a win-win situation in my book.

18 KEANU

We’re finally on our way out of the TV studio, and so far, Leigh and Bobbi have remained quiet. I want to say something, but I should wait until there’s no one around to eavesdrop on our conversation. Both of them have neutral expressions, making it impossible for me to know for sure what they’re thinking about.

Well… I know Bobbi is less than thrilled about the situation. He still harbors a huge amount of resentment toward me for something I don’t even remember doing. Maybe I did make a stupid joke about his sexuality to my friends when we were in high school. I was a teen, and everything that came out of my mouth then I wouldn’t say now. It doesn’t excuse my behavior, though. If I said something that caused Bobbi pain, I need to apologize. Just like I need to apologize to Leigh for ruining graduation for her.

In the garage, Bobbi looks at me. “You’re coming with me, right?”

“Uh…” Shit, that wasn’t the plan.

His expression hardens. “Leigh… what the hell! We have to talk about that fiasco interview and strategize our next move.”