Get Me (The Keatyn Chronicles, #7)

He pushes me against the wall and kisses me hard. It’s the kind of kiss that would normally make me do whatever he asked.

“Doesn’t mean I have to like it,” he says, keeping me pinned with his chest.

“Aiden, please don’t make this harder on me than it already is,” I beg. “I really can’t take much more today.”

He pulls me into a hug.

“I knew it was bothering you more than you were letting on.”

“Of course it is. But I can’t show it. I have to go out and pretend to be on top of the world.”

He nods and gives me a kiss. “Be safe, Boots.”





Just playing me.

Noon





Cooper and I pick up Knox. He gets in the car, gives me a kiss on the cheek, then fist bumps Cooper. “I fired my bodyguard. Where can I get another one of you?”

“We can put you in touch with the security company that Keatyn uses,” Cooper replies.

“Cool. So, how did today go?”

“It went well.”

“Did you really fire Vincent Sharpe from his own company?”

“Yeah.”

“Amazing. You look amazing, too. I’m digging the suit. And the boots.”

“Thanks. It’s what I wore for the meeting.”

He gives the driver the address of where we’re going and, as we hoped, there are a few photographers waiting for us outside.

“Knox! Keatyn! Can you stop and give us a picture?”

Knox pretends to whisper in my ear and I pretend to agree, nodding my head and stopping to pose for a happy couple photo.

After lunch, we walk to Bergdorf’s, where I help him pick out an Alexander McQueen tonal jacquard suit with a skull pattern for an event he’s going to this weekend.

“Maybe we should get you a dress so you can join me. Do you have plans this weekend?”

“No. Aiden will be back in school, so I’ll probably be back and forth between here and L.A. for however long it takes.”

“However long what takes?”

“For something to happen with Vincent. Preferably something that would put him in jail.”

“Like what?”

“Attempted kidnapping. Kidnapping. Stalking, maybe. Whatever.”

“You get kidnapped in our movie.”

“I know. Probably why I’m so good at the role. I barely have to act. Tommy is like my father. I’ve almost been kidnapped . . .”

“That must be weird.”

“It kind of is. But I’m excited, regardless. Oh, and I think you were right.”

“About what?”

“Us maybe taking over the franchise. Tommy and Matt had a meeting with Edward Moffet yesterday. He’s going to announce my role sometime today.”

“He probably saw the video. And the pics of us.”

“He did. Wants to strike while the iron is hot.”

“You looked hot in the video.” He winks at me then gives me a steamy kiss right in the middle of the men’s department.

“What the hell was that for?”

“Just playing my part,” he says, quietly, still holding me in his arms.

“You don’t need to kiss me like that.”

He grins at me. “Maybe I just felt like it.”

“And maybe you’re just playing me.”

He grins at me. “I’m pretty sure it goes both ways, sugar.”

“I’m going to warn you. I’m celebrating the takeover by purchasing an insane amount of shoes as well as some new handbags. I hope you don’t bore easily.”

“Why stop there?” he says, egging me on. “Let’s find you a dress to wear this weekend.”

“What kind of dress would I need?”

“Something long and classy. I liked the dress you wore on New Year’s Eve. It was sophisticated but edgy.”

“Thanks. I liked it too.”

After very little looking, Knox holds up a J. Mendel black strapless gown with a leather bodice and columned skirt. “How about this?”

“I think I need to try that on. It would look perfect with your skull suit.”





After shopping, we drop Knox off at his place and then go meet Tommy for dinner. We’ve just ordered when Tommy gets a text from his publicity team, letting him know that the press release has been sent out. Tommy hands me his phone so I can read it.





The official joint statement from Moran Films and High Adrenaline Productions:





Keatyn Douglas, daughter of Abby Johnston and the late Mark Douglas, has been officially cast to play the role of Tommy Stevens’ daughter, Harper, for the third movie in the Trinity Trilogy, Retribution. Director Matthew Moran said, “We’re thrilled to have signed Keatyn. She was always my first choice, but we needed to prove her acting abilities. Because of her great screen test with co-star, Knox Daniels, the writers are currently expanding both actors’ roles. We expect to see great things from these two in the future.”





“That sounds good,” I say. “When do you start filming again?”

“Tomorrow. And we should have your new schedule in the next couple weeks.”

“Sounds good,” I say again, stifling yet another yawn.

“You had a busy day. I should let you get back home,” he says, asking the waiter for our check.

His phone, my phone, and Cooper’s phone all buzz at the same time.