“Of course.” My heartbeat kicks up, thumping harder than it has the last hour in Calvin’s company.
“She has a celebrity fashion show tomorrow, and one of her stylists can’t make it. You remember Catalina, who came on set that time? Has her own wig line?”
“Oh, yeah. She was cool.”
“She’s coordinating the show and called asking if maybe you could step in.”
“Girl, yes. You know it.” Lotus is a rising star in the fashion world, has one of the hottest lines out there, gLO, and recently opened her flagship store in downtown LA.
“Good! I’ll text you deets for tomorrow.”
“All right. Bet.”
As soon as we disconnect, I school my expression to one of distress and turn concerned eyes to Calvin. “I have an emergency and need to go.”
I lift my hand, signaling for the server to bring the bill.
“That’s a shame.” Calvin’s face falls. “What is it?”
“Huh?” I ask distractedly, smiling at the server as she drops my half of the bill on the table.
“The emergency,” he reminds me with a small frown.
“Oh.” My mind scrabbles for the emergency that is springing me from this hellish date. “Appendicitis.”
God, forgive me.