Snippet #2121945

"I think someone's at door, can you be a dahling and get it? I'll just grab us some champagne," Darren gave Lou a sweet smile and sashayed towards the massive apartment's wine bar. She was left to open the door for the first guest when it suddenly flew in front of her, almost hitting her in the face and caused her to curse really loud, "Whoa! What the fuck?!". And as if nothing happened the guy walked in and placed his arm around her obviously brought his own beer and threw his self in the couch.

She glared at him and crossed her arms across her chest. She just wished the team hadn't voted for this guy to be on the show but she can't tell him that. No one can know she was the mastermind behind all of this, especially Ian. She was about to give him a mouthful when Darren walked back in and a maid in tow. In a push tray cart are two bottles of Dom Perignon soaked in ice and several flute wine glasses. "Ahhh... I see that Mr. Miles has graced us with his presence," He coolly spoke and offered James a hand, a giant diamond ring on one of his fingers and polished nails on both hands.

She shook her head and tried to remain calm. So what if he's a rock star? This is her show. It's about everyone in it and not just him, She thought. So instead of introducing herself, she grabbed herself a glass and poured some champagne in it, downed it and poured another one. What did this guy have to be a jerk? He's not helping with the loud pounding of her heart while she waits for Ian, maybe she should hide first. Not very sure if Ian would like to be surprised and find her to be a part of it.