Page 52 of Still Her
“No, no. Tomorrow morning is fine. But could you let me know when you’re here? I know how you can help.”
“You got it.”
“Thanks, man.”
After ending the call, I slip my phone back in my pocket and walk into the living area to get Ron’s attention.
“Ron,” I start and he looks up from the couch, acknowledging me. “I was wondering if you could get ahold of a couple of people for me.”
“Like who?” He sits back, looking interested.
“Like the producers for the Up All Night show. I don’t think I have to tell you I won’t be at the filming tomorrow,” I say, casting a quick glance at Mayzie, who sits on the opposite couch twisting her mouth. “The rest of the guys can still show up to it if they want, but is there any way you can tell them that I have a personal emergency and can’t make it?”
Ron takes in a deep sigh. “I don’t know… I can try.” He shakes his head with a shrug. “I’m your manager, but you know it’s an agent who usually deals with these things.”
“I know. Can you see what you can do? Make some excuse that Eli is busy and asked you to contact them, or that you can’t get ahold of him?”
“Yeah,” he nods. “I’ll try my best.”
“And another person is Rachel Lawrence of Excel PR. She represents The Shock Wave. Can you one, get her on board with them appearing on the show in our place tomorrow, and two, set up a meeting or a conference call?”
“Yeah,” he says, nodding again and his eyebrows going up in realization of where I’m headed with this. “Yeah, I can do that.”
“Thank you,” I finish quietly and give him a sincere nod. I turn to Mayzie, sitting on the other couch, quietly staring out the window at the city lights. She seems calm, but she’s definitely lacking her usual bounciness, which hello, is expected. But still…
I decide another night in, spent stewing on this shitty situation is not what we need.
“Baby,” I say softly and crook a finger at her. She stands up and walks to me and I meet her halfway across the room, putting on as much of a smile for her as I can; she gives me a curious one in return. “What are you doing tonight, pretty girl?” I flirt quietly down at her. “Wanna go out?”
“Out?” she echoes as an eyebrow goes up. “Where?”
“Who cares? I think we should just get out of here for a while. Do whatever the hell we want for the first time in a while,” I reason, lifting a shoulder. I see a light flicker in her eyes and her smile grows in brightness as she bounces on her toes a couple of times.There she is.
She nods, nibbling on the corner of her lip as her smile takes on just a hint of mischief. “Okay.”
I feel good about this already. For one night, we can just pretend this isn’t happening. Like I told her before, we’re not letting our soon-to-be ex-agent take anything more from us, starting with tonight.
I walk over to the dining area where we have our jackets draped over chairs and grab them both, handing hers to her before pulling my own on.
“Where are you guys going?” Ron stands and takes us in, his brow furrowed.
“For a walk,” I answer, taking my beanie out of my pocket and pulling it on my head. “We’ll see where we end up.”
“I don’t know if that’s such a good idea, Jack,” he says placing his hands on his hips.Wow, intimidating.“It’s a big city.”
“And?”
“That means people. Everywhere. With smartphones and cameras.”
“I know. And Mayzie and I are people too. We should get to go out and about if we want to. And that’s all people are going to see. Let them.” I shrug and give him a look that says while we appreciate him, we’re doing this.
“It’s not just about getting spotted and getting your photo taken.”
I roll my eyes and give him a half smirk.
“Security detail is going with you,” he says, trying to make sure I catch his stern look as I take Mayzie’s hand and lead her out of the suite.
MAYZIE