Chapter 7
Phoenix
My lips sang all afternoon and my body danced to the show-stopping group number the producers had us doing.
But no matter what I did, Maggie’s kiss was a lingering taste better than melted chocolate in my mouth.
I needed to forget her.
But her name had been repeated in every call I’d made this morning, so if I’d been avoiding her, I’d been hit over the head with the fact that she was talented and amazing.
Not that I needed the reminders.
But I hadn’t seen her since I walked her to the women’s quarters and the door closed in my face.
She’d not been staged in the group number as she and Rihanne had a meeting with production about costuming. I knew about it only because Jane mentioned it to me.
It was near eleven now so that had to be over.
I was lingering in the h
