She walked out of the bathroom wearing a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. She stood in front of the mirror and applied lotion to her arms and legs.
�You didn�t have to take a shower for me.� She smiled as she turned and looked at Nick,
�Its not for you, its for Candace.� He frowned as she slipped on a pair of her many flip-flops. Whether you like flip-flops or not, if you live in Florida long enough you wear them. They�re easy, comfortable and a lot better than socks and sneakers in the humidity and heat.
�Who is that?� Just like him to go blank when it came to names,
�The stylist, we�re going to look at dresses for the premiere.� The look of a regained memory crossed his face,
�Ah yeah, that�s right. Well, have fun.� He stood up, in full naked glory and pulled her into his arms,
�Pick out a winner.� She smiled,
�I will.� She headed out the door.
�So, what would you be comfortable in?� Shayna and Candace were sitting in front of Candace�s laptop looking at different styles of dresses. Shayna was having a hard time trying to find what she wanted. She wasn�t going to get to wear Versace, Roberto Cavalli or Dolce and Gabbana; she wasn�t the star but she wanted to look like she wasn�t an imposter on the red carpet.
�I mean, whatever style we find then I can look for the dress in either a boutique while we�re on the road or I can order it and have it sent overnight.� Shayna went back to looking through the Cosmopolitan magazine in her hand,
�I don�t want anything tight, where I cant breathe.� Candace nodded,
�Good, light and flowing will be nice. Not too dressy; its just a premiere not an awards show. So, that�s why we need something knee length.� That all sounded good to Shayna.
�Oh and no floral. I hate floral print.� She finally saw what she wanted to wear, �This is it! I want to wear this.� Candace nodded and offered a look of approval,
�That�s nice. I can definitely make that happen.� The dress was a thin and flowing halter dress. It came just below the knees and Shayna fell in love with it.
�Do you want print or a solid color?� She wasn�t sure. She may not be a Hollywood type but she didn�t want to end up on someone�s worst list. She decided to default to Candace,
�I don�t know. Whatever you say, you�re the stylist.� Candace nodded,
�Make a splash, print. Sandals with straps that go up the leg; a couple of bracelets on one wrist. Nice little clutch bag.� She was getting more and more excited as Candace suggested an up do because the dress was a halter and it would show off her neck.
�I�m going to show it to Nick.� She stood up and headed to the door, �Thanks Candace.� She was so excited. It made her want to go workout again to be sure she was fit to walk the red carpet but she knew not to over do it,
�Not a problem. Hey! Size 6 right?� She turned and smiled at her as she opened the door,
�Yeah, how did you know?� Candace gave her a look of cockiness,
�That�s my job honey.� They laughed and said their good-byes then Shayna was off.
�Man, you were gone for a minute there. I thought you were just going to pick a dress and come back. What did you guys do? Make it?� When it came to anything dealing with women�s clothes Nick had no concept of time. Everything took forever and was torture to him. Although, she couldn�t dispute too much since she was gone for over two hours.
�No, we didn�t make it but we came up with the perfect dress. Look.� She flopped down on the couch next to him and showed him the picture.
�You�re going to wear the same dress Jude Law�s girlfriend wore? How much is that going to cost me?� She never once thought about the money regarding her dress. She acted as if it would just fall from the sky.
�No, not the same dress; just the style. Do you like it?� She suddenly became nervous. This was his moment, his night, he was the star. She didn�t want to embarrass him.
�Yeah, I like it. You�ll look great in it, especially your breasts.� Leave it to him to think of something like that.
�I�ll make sure Candace doesn�t spend too much.� He shook his head,
�She already knows the limit and I�m sure you�ll find your dress and have a lot left over, trust me.� He pulled her towards him,
�I can�t have you making me look bad.� He winked at her and they laughed. Their cheerful moment was interrupted by his ever-ringing cell phone. She didn�t know who it was but from the conversation Nick was on his way to their room.
�That was AJ. I�m gonna head to his room for a bit.� She nodded,
�Did you eat already?� He was putting on his shoes when he told her he had. She wondered what she was going to eat. It was later in the night and she didn�t want to eat anything heavy. She wanted to lose a few pounds for the premiere.
She called down to room service and ordered a broth soup and a salad. As she was waiting for her food she ran over and answered her cell phone,
�Hello?� She couldn�t hear the other person on the line and she repeated herself,
�Hello?� Still nothing. She ready to say hello for the third and final time when the voice came across,
�Bitch!� She was in shock. Who could possibly call her that? Why would they call her that? Whoever it was, they hung up on her and she was left holding the phone to her ear with her mouth open. Slowly she lowered the phone and stared at it. She looked at the caller ID and a glaring �unknown� was on the screen. She was pretty sure the caller wasn�t someone she knew. Now the questions were who was this person that called her and how did they get her number? Not many people had her cell phone number. She learned it was something she had to keep private after her first six months of living with Nick. Her classmates who she gave her number to because they were in classes projects together were giving them out to other people.
There was one incident where she received a phone call from the local radio station who got it from a student at the school. They asked her all kinds of questions and it really was an uncomfortable moment. At first she tried to be nice and told them Nick was a nice guy, she was lucky and she was really happy. They kidded her about moving in and she joked she hit the lotto. She took it all in stride and tried to be gracious. It was all for nothing as they attempted to be Howard Stern. In about fifteen seconds they managed to ask her about the size of Nick�s penis, if he liked to give oral sex and did he cheat on his ex with Shayna. She tried to end the conversation but the DJs were being real jerks so she had to hang up.
Chapter 25 cont'd