Hollywood Princess (Hollywood Royalty Book 2)

If I eat anymore, I’ll get a cramp.”

“Okay, baby,” I say softly, caught in the stare of her eyes. I should stop this now

She’s right, babe.” He smirks with the nickname, and I glare at him.

Cori now looks up at Brian. “If there is anything she hates more in this life, it’s being called babe

If only he knew that I never actually slept with Steven. “Let me know if you change your mind.”

He walks away from me

sound is the birds chirping. This is her time, this is the time she has just for herself, and I’m not going to intrude by talking

“Oh, yeah,” Cori says, and I watch her eyes as she gives him another once-over.

“Okay, are you done?” I snap. “Is the car here

From what my parents said, I’ve been singing longer than I’ve been talking.” The waitress interrupts us, bringing

“She doesn’t mess around when it comes to Chick-fil-A.” Cori tries to hide a smile. “Also, I didn’t know if you were a grilled

Just as it did when I picked her up and delivered her to her boyfriend, knowing full well what was going on. “I’ll wait outside. Not the first time.”

“Good,” Cori says and gets up. Closing her laptop, she walks to her bunk, leaving me all alone in the living room. My grip on the chair loosens, and I let out a huge breath. Now would be a great time to go to the gym and smash a punching bag. But instead, I have four hours to lock it down. I close my laptop, then grab the remote. I flip the channels but don’t focus on anything. For the rest of the time, she doesn’t come out of her room, and neither does anyone else.

The driver announces that we will be arriving in fifteen minutes, and slowly they all appear from their bunks. I wait for them to get their things together and then go and get my own stuff. She walks out of the room as soon as the driver puts the bus in park. She is wearing jeans now, regular blue jeans cut in the knees and a Kellie Hudson T-shirt with black and red Gucci flip-flops. Her hair still piled on her head, she walks by me without looking at me, and I follow her off the bus. Cori is waiting at the door for us. “Get in the golf cart,” she tells Kellie, and Kellie walks over to the golf cart, sitting in the passenger seat. She hands me the key card to the cottage. “Here, I have stuff to get settled. Follow the signs.” She points at the pathway with brown and white signs. I grab the card from her and walk over to the golf cart, putting my bag on the back seat.

I don’t say anything to her as I follow the signs to the cottage. I park the golf cart right next to the stairs, then hand her the card to the door. She grabs it while I grab my bag and follow her to the door. Her phone beeps, and she looks down and then back up at me. “They are going to deliver the bags in thirty minutes.”

“I don’t have any bags,” I tell her, holding my only bag in my hand.

“What do you mean?” she asks, opening the door and then holding it for me to walk in.

“I have one bag,” I tell her, walking into the cottage and seeing the plaid couches.

“We are going to be gone for ninety days and you have one bag?” she says, tossing her bag on the couch. Going to the fridge, she opens it and grabs a water.

“Yeah,” I tell her. Looking around, I see the two bedroom doors in front of the living room. From the blueprints, each room has its own private bathroom. I walk to the smaller room and set my bag on the bed. “Three pairs of jeans, five shirts, and three suits.”

“It’s a carry

Just as it did when I picked her up and delivered her to her boyfriend, knowing full well what was going on. “I’ll wait outside. Not the first time.”

“Good,” Cori

but the last thing I think about before finally falling asleep is how peacefully I slept with him on the couch