Chapter Seventeen
Faye
I can still feel Ida everywhere, even though she barely touched me. I fall back onto the bed and listen for any sound she might make in her suite, but the penthouse’s walls are soundproof and I don’t hear a thing. I bring my fingers to my lips. To where mere minutes ago Ida’s lips were glued to mine. What a kiss. How am I supposed to go to sleep after that? How am I supposed to look my best in the morning for that bedroom scene we’re shooting? Janet will have her work cut out because my mind is not geared for sleep in the least. It’s too busy figuring out what’s going on with me. Something that would have been much easier to figure out if Ida was in the room with me. But I’ve been insistent enough for one night.
I can still smell her, as though her scent lingers i
