Chapter 79

The man took the clipboard from the guard and pulled the pen out of it. “I’m a huge fan.”

“Yeah, you are.” Lily grabbed his bicep and gave it a squeeze. “Say, it looks like my schedule is about to open back up. What would you say to an early dinner, and—”

“Send her in.” The walkie had squawked to life. “Mr. Edge wants to speak with her.”

“Oh, too bad.” Lily pushed the guy’s sleeve up and signed his bicep. “C’mon, let’s go.” She waved Dana forward, and the guard moved to block her.

“She can go in, you can’t,” he told Dana.

“Oh, come fucking on. She’s my makeup girl. You think I wanna get fucked on camera looking like this?” Lily wiped the sweat off her head then pulled her top back up. “Ugh, I hate how cold that is,” she muttered, then grabbed Dana by the hand.

“We’ve got our own—”

“Please. This one knows how to color my asshole just right. It’s an art. She even brought my favorite chair! Do you think we hiked up here for no reason with it?”