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271 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 30, 2019
The naked girl in my bed ruffled the sheets as she turned over and found a more comfortable position. I didn't remember her name. Maybe she'd never told it to me. She'd been nothing more than a warm body to sink into for a while. One that was already forgotten.
The other news anchor was a woman named Beth. She always wore low-cut shirts and seemed to flirt with the camera no matter what kind of news story she was covering. Royal told us that even after he'd told her he wasn't interested, she still hadn't backed off. She had a boyfriend now, but that didn't stop her from the occasional brush of her hand on Royal’s or the propositions in the dressing room.
“That hussy should be fired,” Brysen said. “She’s not even good.”
“Yeah, but Royal said she’s banging the director,” I pointed out. “So, it doesn't matter.”
“Have you seen him yet?” the blonde asked the girl next to her.
The other one squealed. “Yes! I mean, I didn't get to, like, say anything to him. But I saw him through the window on my way to the trailer.”
“That man is so damn fine,” Blondie said before biting down on her lip. “Oh, the things I'd do to him.”
“You know, I heard he banged a few of his extras from A Spartan Tale,” the other girl stated. “Maybe we have a chance.”
A video then played of Heather’s interview with them. Women of all ages gushed about Declan and how they couldn't wait to catch a glimpse of him. Some talked about his previous movie roles and how much they loved the films, and others could only talk about how hot he was.
“Isn't he dating that Jennifer what’s-her-name?” Blondie asked with a scoff.
“Just rumors. But even if he is, we're hotter than her.”
When I'd accidentally got a bit too excited one day after shooting a scene where I wrestled with another Spartan, I'd played it off that I was turned on by one of the half-naked helot girls walking around set. I was sure to fuck her in my trailer with the windows open, banging her so hard that the thing rocked a little…and I'd had to picture that guy the entire time.
I got the sense they were checking me out as I led them to the aisle. One, because they kept giggling. And two, when I turned around, the shyer one’s face was beet red.
“Uh, well, this is it,” I said. “If there’s anything else I can help you with, please let me know.”
“We will,” the confident girl responded, not taking her eyes off me.
Okaaaay. Not creepy at all.
I walked back to the counter and pretended to check something on the computer, just so I wouldn't be awkwardly standing there, seemingly not busy and available to chat. The girls found a book and came over to pay. The flirty one kept smiling at me as I handed them back the book along with the receipt.
“What time do you get off?” she asked, leaning forward.
“Four,” I answered.
“Want to meet up?” She pressed her boobs to the counter, flaunting them. “We can grab a bite to eat and go back to my place.”
“I'm gay,” I blurted out.
Her cheeks reddened and she snatched the book from the counter before turning and walking away.
The other girl grinned at me, clearly fascinated by something, and then I saw her Yuri on Ice bag.
Ah, that explains it.
I nodded to her, and she giggled before rushing off to catch up with her friend.
“Is Beth still thirsting after you?” I asked.
A crease formed in the middle of his forehead. “Yeah. She makes me dread going to work, Kye. How many times do I have to tell her I'm not fuckin’ interested, you know? And I feel like I can't even tell anyone but you and B about it.”
“Good morning!” I said from behind the counter as two girls walked in.
One of them shyly waved as the other one ignored me. I was used to that. But then when the one who'd initially ignored me looked my way, she perked up.
“Hey,” she said, approaching the counter.
Ah, so now that she knows I'm hot, she suddenly wants to talk.
“Some suspect that the alleged couple’s having issues,” Beth added. Her low-cut blouse showed her perky tits and she kept angling them toward the camera. “Heartache in Addersfield, maybe?”
“You're right,” I said, watching the water ripple in the pool. “I think I'm going to talk to someone. Like a therapist or whatever. Someone I can talk to about all my fucked up thoughts. The bitch that made me this way is gone, but she still controls me.”
“Coffee’s on the house today,” she said with a bright smile. Then, she leaned forward. “You were also seen with him at the airport a few months ago. I saw it in my favorite gossip magazine. Is Declan as hot in person as he is on TV?”
Yeah…there was no getting away from him.
“Thanks for the latte.” I grabbed it and turned away from the counter. I was in no mood to answer her.
“Kyler! Come to the bluff with me.” A girl named Dana grabbed my wrist and started dragging me up the hill.
Since I was the adrenaline junkie of the group, people sought me out to do things with them, especially the girls—and sometimes guys—who were scared to do something.
When we reached the top, Dana released my wrist and jumped in place before making a small squealing sound.
“Ah! This is higher than I thought,” she said. Her long black hair brushed the top of her ass, even while in a ponytail. I doubted she'd ever had her hair cut. She wore a silver cross around her neck, and her swimming suit was more modest compared to the other girls.
“You're way too nice, Kye,” Brysen said, lying in the grass with big sunglasses on that made him look like a mutant bug. “That girl has no idea you like dick. She totally wants some of you.”