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And while yes, I do have to keep in touch with who’s in—and out—as head of the influencer division at Hazel’s dating app company, I’ve also always had a weak spot for celebrity news and gossip. Some guys have sports. I have celebrity news. I’ve always found celebrities and fame fascinating. What would it be like to be known wherever you go? To have people care about what you’re doing just by hearing your name? To not fall into the background of every situation?
We all thunder down the steps, and I stop in my tracks, sure this has all been a dream. Because sitting on a couch, looking as beautiful as I’ve ever seen her, is Hollie Berry.
“However, I do think we can pass word around town for people to keep their traps shut and that if they see a reporter, to make them feel as unwelcome as possible.” “Would people actually do that?” Hollie asks. Whitley nods. “Girl, you are about to experience small-town Southern life in its finest form.”
did as he asked. I went to the drug store, bought some bleach, a box of hair dye called “champagne blond” and never looked back. The next day, with my new hair color and a newfound sense of confidence, I marched back into the Adored Network offices. Only this time the producer asked me to read for the lead. I left that day cast in the role of Noelle Claus. It was the last time I saw my real hair color. Or used my real name.
think you’re right. It’s scary, though.” “If you weren’t scared then I would think something is wrong with you,” Hazel says. “This has been a lot. But just remember this—you told women to claim their coal. That being a little naughty wasn’t so bad. Do you believe in that?” I smile at her in the mirror. “I do.” “Then live it. Take back your life. And if you have to be a little naughty to do it, then so be it.”
Don’t get me wrong, all three of the men were handsome in their own right. But Trent? I don’t know. He might have had some serious golden retriever energy, but he also looked like a man I wanted to have pin me against a wall and do unspeakable things.
We share a smile before Trent picks up my bag, and we start walking to the car. I know not much was said verbally, but I have this growing sense of comfort that I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be. And that Trent is exactly who I’m supposed to be doing this with.
“Yes, we might have just met. But since the moment we did, I had this feeling that you were someone special. I mean, who opens their home to a stranger? And gets her a Christmas tree because she’s never had one? Or gives up sleeping in their bed just in case their guest might wake up and be confused?” I shrug my shoulders, trying to play all of that off. “People do that all the time.” She shakes her head. “No, they don’t. At least, not the ones I know. Trent, I get why you think you’re not special. Because you’re using the generic definition. But let me tell you this, being special isn’t
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“You look awfully familiar, my dear. Do I know you from somewhere?” Hollie smiles. “Are you a fan of Christmas movies?” Mom’s eyes go wide. “Oh my! You’re Hollie! Hollie Berry! Trent! Why were you kissing Hollie Berry? Oh my. I have to go. I have to call my book club. And the knitting ladies. They are never going to believe this! My son is dating a movie star!”
“So you’re telling me,” Trent says, his voice trying to stay even, “that at Christmas time…there isn’t a room, at the place called The Inn?”
The woman smiles an almost conniving smile. “Well, all of our normal rooms are taken. But, we do have a study in the back that has a futon that pulls out into a bed. And, it has a back exit. You know, in case anyone had to make a quick getaway.” Oh my goodness, I could cry right now. “Thank you, Maude. How much is it?” I start taking my credit card out of my wallet when the woman’s hand covers mine. “Your money is no good here. Plus, I think it was brave, what you did. Not many people would have stood their ground. I’ve even claimed my own coal.” I swear I’m going to start crying. “You did?”
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