Reed held my trembling hand in the backseat of the Rolls Royce he had hired and talked about baseball. I listened while trying to push down the need to vomit and heard only half of what he said. I knew Chi Chi and Sal would be there along with Clare and Dustin. They were my saving grace for the evening and I held tight to that thought.
"Relax and you'll have a good time. This is for charity, but also the last time for us to let off a little steam before spring training."
"It's easy for you, but I don't think I can relax."
His chuckle in my ear was low and sexy, the jerk.
We pulled up to the El Diablo Hotel and exited the car onto red carpet. Flashbulbs went off while Reed kept his arm around my shoulders and ushered me inside. I heard him say a few words, but had no idea what. This was so not me. I didn't belong in this world pretending I was rich.
