Coffee Kyle: Sounds like I'm packing my bags now.
Me: Fly into San Francisco. The event is at a vineyard in Sonoma County.
Coffee Kyle: Are you being serious? You said you were drunkish.
Me: I’m serious.
Coffee Kyle: I'm-hanging-up-my-apron-and-telling-them-I-quit kind of serious?
Me: Why don't you hang up your apron, tell them you need a two week leave of absence, and see if you even like it here.
Coffee Kyle: You're awesome :) I’ll be there Monday.
FRIDAY, OCTOBER 10TH
Vanessa’s Estate - Holmby Hills
VANESSA
I wake up, grab my phone off my nightstand, and see a text from Tyler with a link to an article about last night’s party.
The Golden Ticket: Part Deaux.
Rumors are floating around that it was none other than Jennifer's ex, rocker Parker Hudson, who sold photos of the night in Vegas to the press.
When I asked Jennifer about it at the Purity Party, the actress, who sipped on sparkling Voss water all night, said Parker behaved exactly as expected.
For those of you who don’t speak polite snark, she was saying that he was an ass and she fully expected him to do exactly what he did.
I'd say that pretty much confirms that even though Jennifer's stripper meme will live on forever, she's embracing it as part of this new role.
We're told the movie has been fast tracked and that pre-production has already begun.
And now what you’ve been waiting for, the skinny on the party:
Jennifer looked amazing in a slinky red slip dress and white faux fur wrap. She was escorted into the party by not one, not two, not three, but four hot men. All in black. Jake Worth, who usually plays the perfect prince, shocked the hell out of us in his black Burberry motorcycle jacket, white henley, and black skinny jeans. We hear he’s going to play the bad boy. Sa-wooon.
Guy number two was Knox Daniels looking delectable in a perfectly cut black-on-black Prada suit. Yum. He arrived with none other than Keatyn Douglas. I never get tired of seeing the pair together. And although Keatyn was showing off her massive engagement ring, it’s pretty obvious, based on how close she stayed to Knox all night, that she and the winemaker will never make it down the aisle. She looked gorgeous, as usual, in a white jacquard Herve Leger bandage dress. But I’d like to be the first to go on record and say I’ve seen the girls in person and they have definitely been, shall we say, enhanced.
Guy number three was Captive Films CEO, Riley Johnson. Rather than wearing his usual suit and tie, Riley was in character as a sleazy photographer and dressed in a black velvet tuxedo. (Point to their stylist for that one.)
Guy number four was on my hit list. Riley’s sexy brother and new man in town, Dawson Johnson. Dawson was wearing a black three-piece suit with a chambray oxford and matching hankie square. While I tried my best to hunt him down, he was busy chasing after publicist Vanessa Flanning. In the dress she was wearing, I can understand why.
P.S. On a side note, greeting us at the door was Avery Stevens, oldest daughter of Tommy Stevens and Abby Johnston. She was looking adorably angelic in a Marchesa baby doll dress. No word on if she’ll have a role in Daddy’s Angel.
I look at another text. This one from Jennifer.
Jennifer: I fired my publicist first thing this morning. I hope you will take me on as a client.
Me: It would be my pleasure. Can you meet for lunch today to discuss?
Jennifer: Sounds great. Thank you.
Another text pops up.
Dawson: Did you see the article? We did good! And, just for the record, she was right. I was chasing after you. Although you apologized in the office, you still seemed sorta mad last night . . . Are you?
Am I still mad at him?
No.
Do I understand his wanting to spend time alone with his daughters?
Yes.
Am I still hurt?
Yes.
Does that piss me off?
Yes.
Me: You’re right. We did good. I won’t be at Captive today. Have some other clients I need to deal with. I’ll see you Monday. Have a good weekend with your girls.
God, I’m such a bitch.
I wait for him to reply.
But he doesn’t.
And, honestly, I don’t blame him.
Trinity movie set - Studio City
KEATYN
“This weekend is gonna suck,” Knox says, plopping down in my dressing room.
“Not for me. I got the weekend off,” I say with a grin.
“Does that mean I’m off too?”
“Nope. They still want you in, but we did so well on our sex scenes we’re a few days ahead of schedule.”
“And then you’re getting married. Where are you going on your honeymoon?”
“I’m not sure. Aiden is planning it. Somewhere remote and tropical, I hope.”