XXI. THE INTERVIEW RESUMES
“She’s incredible, isn’t she?” Charlie frightened LaRissa, who had pulled up a chaise lounge near the grotto and was lost in her thoughts as she ogled the goddess leaning her head back into the waterfall. LaRissa spun toward Charlie, knocking her wine glass over.
“I’m so sorry. Let me clean up this mess,” the embarrassed reporter blushed, picking up the broken pieces of glass.
Charlie let LaRissa do the cleaning, not used to helping with those types of chores. He was a celebrity.
“Shall we resume?” Estrella asked after LaRissa finished scooping up all the tiny chards of glass while nursing a small drop of blood on her finger.
“Are we okay now?” LaRissa asked, sucking the blood from her fingertip.
Estrella nodded. “Let’s do this. I’m missing practice for you
