If I Lie : Book 2

7. I Don't Pop My Cork For Any Guy I See

Finally we'll get to see things from Lita's point of view and see how she thinks. I know you guys haven't developed any feelings for her but in the future how I portray her I already do love her. But then again I love all my good characters. I think my hardest character to even write is Eliza because she is such a complex character. What do you think? BTW I'm a rainbow today.

and I didn't edit . . . a lot. Just a smidge. 

Lita POV

After eating dinner and leaving the hotel I was half drunk and my tolerance for alcohol was outstanding but if anything I had to have control tonight, I couldn't get drunk even if I wanted to. I wouldn't allow myself to show my ass, there was a level of professionalism I had to have with Eliza even if I did like her and over the short time we had together at the restaurant table talking, laughing and getting to know each other I couldn't help but like her. She was so hard to figure out, a complex spirit. An enigma above others that I came across and I couldn't stand how hard it was so around her. 

I really liked her, I liked the way she made me laugh and how easy it was to tell her my story. Although it was just the good parts of my story I didn't feel comfortable about telling her everything but who was I kidding? She probably even knew everything I didn't tell her about myself. I was relieved to know she didn't pry about anything I didn't say or maybe, just maybe she truly didn't know what I didn't tell her. 

"Are you ready?" Eliza's question took me out of my gaze and I looked up to her. We arrived at her car and she had a wild smile on her face. Very . . . Chesire Cat like. I already knew she was up to no good already and was I in a mood for trouble, possible DUIs? And much more. 

I nodded and made my way to the passenger's seat but before I could get over she was already at the door opening it for me. Paparazzi got in the garage and started flashing their cameras at us taking pictures; this wasn't a good look. I knew Eliza's wife would watch wind of this and I didn't want to cause trouble between their marriage no matter how much I was already mesmerized by Eliza. Quickly Eliza opened the door for me. "get on the other side and drive my car, I don't have time to get on the driver's side they're crowding us!"

I scrambled through the car to position myself in the driver's seat and I pushed the start button before driving off while Eliza closed her door. We dashed past the paparazzi nearly hitting them in the process as we sped out the garage. The thrill was amazing, I felt like I just stole two million dollars in one of those corny action movies, the look on her face was beautiful as she held her hand to her chest, amazed by me and my swift but lethal driving. "I didn't even have to tell you what to do, you're amazing!"

I couldn't help but chuckle as I drove insanely fast throughout the streets but once I calmed down and realized we were away from cameras I drove at a subtle pace. "thank you . . . but I am sorry they even got a glimpse of us, I know that your wife is going to be furious at you for being seen with me."

Eliza shook her head. "no, no, don't you worry a head on your shoulder, Ashley was already expecting this anyways , she knows we always take out our stars and get them exposure at trunk shows and such."

I couldn't help but wonder as well "why isn't she hear again, I know you told me before at dinner but really why isn't she here?" there was more than Ashley just staying at LA for business, handling the technical part of the show and this year's line.

Eliza sat back in her seat and stared out the window as she thumbed with her fingers. "you know how couples do, they have their average problems but it's just a small bump."

"But she should be here with you Eliza, she loves you right?"

Eliza rolled her eyes and sighed. "you won't understand until you're married that marriage gets hard, for us it wasn't the first year that was the hardest but after all it's the tenth year that is the harder, spending a decade with your best friend is a trial and test that withstands time to see who you really are as a human and not to see who you're spouse is but through all that time you learn who the fuck you are and if you have kids together? Oh god don't even get me started-- just you wait until you find someone you really love but believe me you will go through the best and worst times ever,"