Free Hollywood Stardust Supporting Roles - Wilson and Giselle by Kim Carmichael Page B

grew, wracking his body until he sat
down right on the ground and leaned against the tire that tried to
kill her. “I ruined your day? I’d like to know how the hell that
happened.”
    Her day flashed before her. The spa, her
mother trying to brush every painful thing away, and then driving
around until she ended up at that place in the valley that had her
favorite sandwich. None of it was fun. She faced him. “I tried all
day not to think about you and then thought about you all day.”
    “ We had the same day.” He
sighed. “Think what it could have been if we were
together.”
    Unable to remain in the weird position she
got herself into, she sat down next to him. “Well, we could have
driven to the valley together to get that sandwich.”
    “ That’s what people do when
they are together.”
    Her heart sped. “People could do a lot of
things when they are together.”
    “ Well, maybe some of those
things can be returning phone calls and texts. Of course, if those
people were together, maybe they would have actually been together
and talked about whatever made someone run off for the better part
of fourteen hours.” He put his hand out on his leg palm up, a small
but significant gesture.
    “ A man who actually wants
to talk? Isn’t that a little against your species?” She focused on
his hand.
    “ Yeah, I’m betraying all
mankind.” He wiggled his fingers.
    “ What if someone needs some
alone time just to think?” She put her hand out but
stopped.
    “ Then that person explains.
They don’t just vanish.”
    At last, she put her hand in his and warmth
encompassed her. “I’m sorry. What if I promise if I ever need to
think I’ll be home by sunset?”
    “ I accept your apology and
your offer. I didn’t mean to get as upset as I did, but earlier I
was thinking about what could have happened to you when you didn’t
answer the phone, and I would never want my girlfriend to need me
and me not be available.” He intertwined their fingers.
    Girlfriend. Was that a step up from
together? She thought about him all day, a title didn’t make that
any more or less true. “What do we do now that we’re together?”
    “ Kiss me.” His tone was
demanding.
    Without hesitation she moved up next to him
and connected their lips.
    He wrapped his arms around her and deepened
the kiss, before pulling back and leaving her breathless.
    “ Do I need to change my
social media status now?” She toyed with his collar.
    He hooked his fingers under her chin and
prodded her face up. “We can start there, and how about you spend
the night?”
    “ I’ll spend the night with
my boyfriend.” At her total acknowledgement she gasped, but she
didn’t die, no one did. Actually, the horrible weight she carried
with her all day vanished, but left her feeling as if she were
floating without a tether and could crash-land at any
second.

Chapter Six
     
    GISELLE KNOCKED ON THE DOOR to the front of
the club.
    The door opened and one of her newly
trained, and then retrained just slightly by her, waiters opened
the door and stood there with a blank expression and his hand
out.
     
    She leaned in and put a key in his
hand.  “Cashew.”
    The waiter gave her one nod and motioned for
her to go inside.  He closed and locked the door.
    “ Excellent.”  She
clapped, scurried around the corner and waited.   Wilson
should be here any minute, and she asked him to come in through the
front.
    Only five minutes later, the door handle
jiggled.  “Giselle!”  Wilson knocked and called to
her. 
    The waiter looked over at her.
    “ Do it.”  With
calculated steps, she tiptoed over, but stayed out of
sight.
    Once more, the waiter opened the door and
stood with his hand out. 
    “ Excuse me.”  Wilson’s
voice took on a sarcastic tone.
    As instructed, the waiter didn’t move.
 “The password, sir.”
    “ What?”  Wilson
adjusted the bags in his hands.  “Get out of the
way.”
    “ Not without the password
and the key.”