Chapter 22

The young star was caught off guard by the next question: “So, when will you and Hillary be moving in together?”. Les had put his foot down when Sid and Frederickson had suggested that he and his fiancée cohabit as further proof of his heterosexuality.

Les stammered, “Well…we…I…”

“That will do for tonight,” Jacob Frederickson said, coming to Les’s rescue. The four were whisked away in a studio limousine.

Tiffany was dropped off first, then Hillary. Les walked her to the door, where they played out a love scene for the benefit of any paparazzi who might be lurking in the shrubbery near her condo.

Once back in the limo, Les switched on the intercom to the driver. “Tommy.”

“Yes, Mr. Bannister?”

“Please take Mr. Williams home first.”

“Okay, but that’s out of your way. We’ll actually go right past your place…sir.” Tommy seemed to add the final word as an afterthought.

“I know, but we have some financial matters to discuss.” He smiled at Russ and took hold of his hand.