Free Mr. Hollywood by Tracy Tegan

It was really nice.
    “Oh my God Andrea, I forgot to tell you about Grayson’s brother, Roman.”
    “What about him? Andrea asked.
    “He’s a lawyer. How crazy is that? He just got out of law school I think.” I looked to Grayson for confirmation.
    “Yeah,” he said. “He’s a second year associate at a firm in Tulsa.
    “That’s nice,” Andrea said casually as if she wasn’t interested. But I saw the spark in her eyes. I knew she was. “What kind of law does he practice?”
    “Intellectual Property.”
    “I was thinking of specializing in that as well.”
    "Grayson, maybe we can get them together sometime so she can pick his brain about what it's like actually doing the work instead of just learning about it in school, you know?"
    “Yeah maybe. I’ll see what I can do.”
    I giggled with excitement at the thought of my sister meeting Grayson’s brother and wondered if they would hit it off.
    We had a few more drinks, and then Andrea insisted we head back in for the night. We had to be up early to get waxed and buffed and made up for the big movie premiere.
    I was so caught up in just being with Grayson for the evening; again I forgot to ask what the movie we would be seeing tomorrow was about and if we would even get to see him after they walked him down the red carpet. I assumed that they ushered us regular folk in the back or down some side entrance. But what about once we got inside the theater? Would we get to sit together or did they seat him in a different area with the rest of the cast?

    From the moment my sister and I woke up the next morning, we were rushed around from place to place and person to person, to prepare us for the big event.
    The special screening as people were calling it, was scheduled to start at six in the evening, but the red carpet started at four. That's all we knew. I still wasn't sure if I would get to see Grayson or not beforehand or during the movie.
    When the time came, I was so nervous I thought I was going to throw up so Danii, our trusty assistant thought it would be a good idea to down a few shots to loosen us up. That might not have been the best thing to do. I had listened carefully to everything Danii told us, but after so many shots, would I even remember any of it?
    I mentally went down the list trying my best to keep it all straight. Gucci contour gown, check. Prada shoes, check. Jewelry by Harry Winston. Okay, I could do this.
    When we arrived, we were taken from the limo to a holding pen of sorts, and finally I laid eyes on Grayson. He looked handsome in his tuxedo. Just the sight of him left me breathless.
    In a show of strength, my sister grabbed my hand and squeezed it. I was glad she came to this event with me. I needed her now more than ever. I was so overwhelmed by it all.
    Someone came to get us and led us over to Grayson. She positioned us on each side of him, Andrea on his left arm and me on his right.
    “Okay you’re up,” another woman said as she escorted us to the first spot on the red carpet. We posed for pictures. I was dazed by the continuous flashing of bulbs. Next, a lady with a microphone introduced herself as being from E! News and started in with her questions.
    “Don’t you look dashing,” she said to Grayson. “Who are you wearing?”
    He gave his best movie star smile, and you could see she practically melted. "Armani."
    He was wearing Armani. I was standing next to Grayson Chase in his Armani tuxedo, on the red carpet of a big Hollywood premiere. Is this really happening? I took several deep breaths, trying my best to keep it together.
    The lady from E! News turned to me and then looked over at my sister, seeming to notice for the first time that we were identical twins.
    “Oh wow look at that,” she said in surprise. “And who are your dates for tonight Grayson?”
    He pointed to my sister, “This is Andrea.” Then he turned to me and smiled. “And this is Alison.”
    “Where did you find these lovely ladies?”
    "I met