Meet and Greet
Chapter 6

She took an unsteady breath."I'm hardly a celebrity."

"You can say that about a lot of people these days,"Scott countered. Then his gaze shifted beyond her and his smile widened. "Hey,babe.What took you so long?"

Darryl trailed a hand over Kimmy's shoulder,a barely there touch that was gone before she could react to it.Then he slid easily into the booth across from her.Was it her imagination,or had he grown more attractive since she'd seen him last? Was he really interested in sleeping with her? Did he love her stories,her writing, her mind,so much that he wanted a chance to love her body, as well?

And am I seriously considering this?she thought.The back of her neck was damp with sweat, her palms felt clammy,her stomach churned...but her pussy throbbed with a sweet ache,as well, and when she clenched her vaginal muscles,a shiver of delight shot through her thighs and down her legs.

God,she was enjoying this!

Watching her closely, Darryl asked, "So what'd you two talk about while I was gone?”

Scott answered, "I was just about to ask Kimmy here if she'd like to come back to our room after dinner.”

Kimmy knew she should say no,but when she opened her mouth to answer,she was surprised to hear herself say, "That sounds nice.I don't have anything else planned."

Darryl's pale eyes sparkled with anticipation.“Great! Let me grab the check and we can be on our way."

****

On the way back to the hotel,Scott had one more stop he wanted to make.When he pulled up in front of an ABC store,some of Kimmy's nervousness turned giddy.Suddenly she felt as if she were in college again,cruising around off-campus on the weekend with a carload of friends,looking for a good time.As she climbed out of the back seat of the car,she murmured under her breath, “Liquor.I like it."

Scott laughed. "I thought you might want something to help...I don't know,set the mood? Loosen you up?Something like that.If you're really going to go through with it."

"Why not?"she shot back.Darryl was ahead of them, already halfway across the parking lot as he made a beeline for the door."I mean,damn.Have you taken a good look at your boyfriend lately?I've had worse offers. Besides,it isn't every day an author gets to sleep with her biggest fan."

They followed after Darryl,who waited for them to catch up. Before they did, Kimmy slowed and threw a concerned glance at Scott.“Are you okay with it?"she wanted to know.“I mean,this has to be a little weird for you, basically helping get your husband laid by someone who isn't you."

With a shrug,Scott said, "What can I say?You're his free pass.We already agreed on it years ago.I'll admit at the timeI didn't even know who you were, and I thought his chances of actually meeting you were,well—”

"About the same as you meeting RDJ," Kimmy suggested.

"Exactly."Scott flashed her a grin."But now that this is happening?We're so tracking him down. That's next on the bucket list,I tell you what."

As they caught up with Darryl, he gave them a knowing look."What are you two jabbering about?"he teased.

"You,"Scott admitted.

Kimmy was more to the point. "Robert Downey Jr."

Darryl's head whipped around."Here? Where?"

To Scott, Kimmy joked, "And just like that, we're both chopped liver."

****

They each bought a bottle of something to drink-Scott liked Maker's Mark bourbon while Darryl was a Jack Daniel's whiskeyman,and since Kimmy hadn't had anything but Mike's Hard Lemonade since her college days,she picked out 99 Peach Schnapps.The only time she'd ever tasted peach schnapps had been in the eighth grade,when she slept over someone's house and they snuck sips from her friend's parents’liquor cabinet.She had fond memories of a sugary sweet buzz,but apparently not all schnapps was the same,because the first bottle she picked up had a price tag of seventy dollars and she almost dropped it in surprise.

As her two companions laughed,she hurriedly tucked the bottle back onto the shelf."Yeah, yeah, real funny," she muttered. "If it broke, one of you'd have to pay for it."

That made Scott laugh even harder."And suddenly tonight's simple hook-up would become an illegal activity.It's all fun and games until money's involved." "Darryl paid for dinner,"Kimmy pointed out."So technically_"

"Buying you dinner makes it a date,"Darryl clarified.“Buying alcohol makes it a party.But paying for something youwant or use that we don't get to share in later is a gift. That's basically the plot of Pretty Woman right there.” Kimmy shook her head."How's a bottle I break a gift?I don'tget to drink it, either. And, for the record, both of you are way hotter than Richard Gere."Still,just to be sure,she pushed the expensive bottle of schnapps a little farther back onto the shelf so it wouldn't fall off and went to find something cheaper.When she saw the guy behind the counter watching them,she half-turned towards Scott and Darryl and whispered, "Just FYI,but the cashier probably thinks we're going to get drunk and have a threesome."

Speaking loud enough so he could be overheard,Scott said, "Oh,I'm not having sex tonight,just you two.I'm just the matchmaker,setting things up between my husband and the girl of his dreams.”

"Yeah,okay,I'm out of here."Kimmy grabbed the second bottle of peach schnapps she found and thrust it into Scott's arms.Even though they were the only ones in the store,her faceburned with embarrassment;she could almost feel the creep behind the register undressing her with his eyes. "Get me this.I'll be waiting at the car."

What was she getting herself into here?And,more importantly,was one bottle of schnapps going to be enough to get her throughit?