Now I just have to get through the rest of this day.
Because tonight?
I get to tell Eli about myalmost datewith a Hollywood superstar. Andthatis going to be fun.
When I grabmy phone at the end of the day, there’s already a message waiting for me.
Eli: I’m sorry for missing you at lunch, Fangirl. I worked really late.
I smile like the besotted idiot I am, my fingers already moving before I can even think about playing it cool as I rush to the train station across the road from the studio.
Me: Too bad. You missed some excitement.
There’s barely a pause before he replies.
Eli: Is that right? Did Pea finally make it to the runway?
I chuckle, shaking my head as I type.
Me: Not quite. But close. Will Winters showed up at my office today.
This time, there’s a longer pause. A beat. Then…
Eli: Come again?
I bite my lip, giddy anticipation bubbling in my chest.
Me: You heard me. Hollywood’s favorite bad boy, in the flesh, strutting through my office like he owned the place.
Another pause, and I look up to see my train come in. Today is quite lucky, and it’s fairly empty, so I take the seat immediately by the door.
Me: I’m not joking.
Eli: And why, exactly, was he at your office?
I smirk.
Me: I have no idea. But he did ask me to be his plus-one to a premiere tomorrow night.
The typing bubble appears. Stops. Appears again.
And then…
Eli: Excuse me???
Oh, this is too good.
Me: What? You think I don’t get asked to high-profile Hollywood events on the regular?
Eli: Fangirl…
I grin.
Me: I said no.
Eli: You said no.
I can practically hear the disbelief in his voice.
