and a half. Oh, and I wear an extra-large shirt.”
It was her turn to stare at him. Why would she need to know that?
“In case you’re buying me a birthday present,” he added, with a cheeky grin. “Actually, I thought you’d ask the more important question.”
When he didn’t continue, she asked, “What question?”
“Boxers or briefs?”
Elise tried to keep her chin up, fighting the embarrassment filling her, but she knew her cheeks gave her away. “Well?”
“Briefs. And you? Do you wear a thong?”
She’d stepped right into that one. Without warning, she opened the car door and got out. Then she leaned back in. “Never!” was her terse reply.
But he had the last word. Before she could slam the door, she heard him say in that deep, silky voice, “Too bad.”
Chapter Four
“This is not going to work!” Elise assured her friends, pacing the floor.
After she’d reached her apartment, she’d called Phoebe and Daisy to come join her. She needed some reassurance.
“What’s not going to work?” Daisy asked. “He’s certainly handsome enough.”
“Yes,” Elise agreed with a sigh.
“Charm just oozes out of him,” Phoebe added. “If he goes professional, he’s going to be an enormous hit.”
“Yes,” Elise agreed again.
“So why won’t he work?” Daisy asked, her gaze fixed on Elise.
“I’m the weak link. He makes me feel self-conscious. My sisters will never believe that I attracted that kind of man. It just won’t work.” She had to come up with some reason to break off the agreement. Even if she had to pay him the full amount. Even if she had to go to the wedding alone.
“Maybe his method acting will help.” Phoebe’s grin alerted Elise.
“Exactly what does that term mean?” James had mentioned it several times, but she really hadn’t paid much attention. Phoebe’s smile seemed to indicate it was important.
“Um, in general terms, you live the part, pretend it’s really you.”
“Live the part?” Elise asked, fear rising in her. The man was going to pretend he was really engaged to her? Oh, Lordy, she was in big trouble. If he touched her…kissed her— “I can’t do it!”
Daisy was looking confused. “Why would method acting make you think you can’t go through with it? I would think that would make it easier.”
Elise couldn’t answer.
Phoebe did. “I think Elise is afraid it will become too real for her. He might break her heart when it’s over. That’s why a lot of actors fall in love with their co-stars. They pretend to fall in love and, voilà, they are.”
“Oh.” Daisy shot a sympathetic look Elise’s way.
“Yeah. And then, when it’s over, a good method actor moves on to his next part. We amateurs aren’t as skilled in—in moving on.” Elise didn’t think she would ever forget James Dillon, even now after one “research” evening. She wasn’t falling in love. No, not that. But—but she could.
“I wish I could find someone like James,” Daisy said with a sigh.
Elise saw a chance to break the agreement. “You’re right. I’ve been too selfish. I’ll tell James you have first dibs on any men we find and—”
“No! You heard him. He’s not interested in being a father. And an actor really isn’t a good prospect. Ijust mean someone who—a man who knows what he wants. A man who finds his own way in the world. I’m tired of men who are looking for a second mother.”
“He said he goes home to eat!” Elise protested, glad to find something to complain about.
“Daisy’s right. He won’t do for her. Besides, she’s agreed to go out with the guy I found. Maybe he’ll do the trick.” Phoebe smiled at Daisy.
Daisy returned the smile, but Elise thought they both looked doubtful. “What’s wrong with him?”
Both friends said, “Nothing!” at the same time.
“I mean, tell me about him. That’s what I meant.”
Phoebe immediately launched into a sales campaign. “He’s divorced, has a twelve-year-old