***
Stirring a spoon of coffee, Jade again tried to get through to Lynn, but she did not answer the call. Crazy, she threw the phone on the table and took a deep breath.
Inhale-exhale, inhale-exhale ...
After a couple of seconds of such meditation, Moore came to her senses. Taking a sip, she got up from the table and headed for the bedroom. Opening the closet, Jade took out her suitcase and laid it on the bed. There, at the bottom, wrapped in a T-shirt, lay a liter bottle of “Dalmore 64”, bought by her last year for two hundred and fifty thousand. This bottle is the only one that survived after its last binge. Now she keeps her and carries with her as a reminder that she was cured. That she has willpower.
The phone rang so suddenly that she almost dropped the whiskey from her hands. Gently putting the bottle back, Jade ran to the table.
“Hi, Lynn, I called you seven times,” she said.
- Well, I agreed with Playboy about a photoshoot and ... a short interview.
- What?! Are you serious?! Playboy ?! - Jade could not believe her ears. She always believed that Playboy is not her format. Rather, it is not their format.
- Something does not suit you? I thought you trust me as a manager.
- Sorry, of course, I trust. Just ... Yesterday's headlines didn’t get out of my head.
“That's why tomorrow you will have to be in a studio in New York.”
- Tomorrow? But…
- I already spoke with the camp director, everything is settled. At lunch, you will be picked up by a car and taken to the airport.
... Thanks, Lynn. What would I do without you? - Jade grinned bitterly.
I don’t know, judging by her tone, Lynn smiled.
- What kind of interview? I hope the questions are not the same ...
“Yes, by the way, about that.” Now I will send you a file by e-mail with a list of questions, please read. There is nothing provocative there, but you understand yourself, it is better to be prepared for everything.
- I do not like interviews. Wait a second, - Moore did not have time to finish when she heard a knock on the door. - Oh, hi. Come on in - it was Rick, who came to her for some reason at half-past seven in the morning.
Hi, Peters looked at her hand, pressing the phone to her ear. - I'm not on time?
- Yes ... Not really. Wait a moment, - and again turned to Lynn. - And you ...
- Consider that the suite in the Plaza is already yours for a day.
Jade could not restrain herself and smiled broadly.
“I am still amazed at how you read my thoughts ... Thank you.” See you tomorrow, - and turned off the phone.
- Something happened?
Jade beckoned Rick to the kitchen, where she was waiting for her already noticeably cooled cup of coffee.
- This is for work. I need to disappear for a couple of days. I'll be back on Friday night.
- ABOUT…
By his tone, the girl realized that he was upset, and this lifted her mood.
“So, why did you decide to visit me at such an early date?”
“Ah, yes, I just ... wanted to invite you for breakfast.”
“Sorry,” she smiled guiltily, “I have to pack,” I promise breakfast as soon as I get back, okay?
The man took her hand and, not feeling resistance, squeezed it tightly.
- Agreed.
***
“I can't believe you flew across the country for my sake,” Jade hugged her friend tightly.
“Just strike you at me and I will go, Miss Moore,” Christine hugged her back. - And then who else, except me, will put you in order? - She grinned. - Here we go! Take off your clothes.
It was only five in the morning, and she was already half an hour on her feet. Christina began to wield her lips, special lotions to wash off her makeup. Soft movements lulled Jade, and she dozed off.
Hey sleeping beauty, time to get up. We pass to the second phase! Run to the shower!
Standing under warm streams of water, Jade thought about remembering to call Kat and making an appointment: she decided to get another tattoo, and in this matter, she trusted only her. Suddenly I remembered Rick and his eyes when they said goodbye. My heart sank strangely. She did not like to deceive him.
"Be patient, Josephine, you can stand it!"
After three and a half hours, she was almost ready for a photoshoot, there was only a question with her hair.
“No, we definitely will not paint,” Christina shook her head. Wash black paint from such thick and long hair is a crime, I will tell you. And such a quick stain will just kill them. Hm ...
- Maybe a wig?
- No, they are not ... Although wait a minute, I have one that will suit you!
- Christine turned her back to the mirror and smiled.
***
She did not even have time to take a couple of steps outside the gate when Macy flew into her.
- Hi-hello, how are you on time. The children arrived an hour ago, here hell is happening, help will not hurt us!
Jade smiled.
- Now, I just throw my suitcase into the house.
By the way, Julia, Macy shouted into her back. - Rick missed you!
These words made the blonde smile even wider, and she quickened her pace.