Chapter 202

• I didn't blame her. As I watched her peel off her shirt, unsnap her bra, and whisk off her shorts in a smooth, easy motion, I totally understood it. Whether under the hot lights of a movie set or the unforgiving brightness of the LA sun streaming through the windows, nothing could shine a light on a flaw on Juliet Lawson's body. I must have looked like a drooling idiot staring at her.
• "What?" she finally said.
• "This is what heaven looks like," I said. Then I laughed. "Oh, fuck me, that's so cheesy."