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“Have you met Dylan Aylmer?”
“Holy shit! Pardon me, I mean, wow,” Colm reached out his hand to Dylan in slow motion, like he couldn’t quite believe this was all real. “Nice to meet you. I’m a huge fan.”
“Thank you. How long you been in town?” Dylan asked.
“Two months. It’s been interesting. Not sure I’ve found my footing yet.”
I knew that well. “Any roles yet?”
“One, but we haven’t started production yet. And I’ve had a ton of auditions. My rep introduced me to Kendrick, who told me this might be a good event for networking. But so far, I’ve been too nervous to talk to anyone. And I’m starting to wonder what the hell I’m doing here.”
Colm reminded me of myself ten years ago.
Right down to the southern accent. Except, I had all but banished mine by the time I arrived in LA.
“Do you have a business card?” I asked. “Or the name of your rep?”
Colm checked his pockets, searching frantically.
“Yes!” he pulled out a card and passed it over. “My rep’s contact details are on that.”
“I can’t promise anything, but I know one particular casting agent that’s always looking for new talent. She’s here tonight. I’d be happy to introduce you.”
“Oh my God! That would be amazing,” Colm gushed and gripped my forearm. “Wait until I tell my boyfriend.”
“Kendrick?”
“No. Kendrick is purely business,” Colm explained. “My boyfriend, Ace, lives in Nashville. He works as a sound engineer for a rock band.”
“That sounds fucking cool.”
“It is. But unfortunately, long distance isn’t,” Colm sighed. “He’s on the road a lot. I’m from Louisiana, so it was easier to visit him back in the winter. Now that I’ve moved here, though, we’re doing the bi-coastal, sometimes international, visits.”
“I can’t even imagine.”
If Reed moved, I’d follow him. No question.
But that was me. I was possessive as hell when it came to him. And just thinking about being separated reminded me of the time when we weren’t talking. I didn’t ever want to be there again.
“You’re a lot stronger than I am,” I confessed.
“Me too,” Dylan added. “I did the east coast, west coast thing for a bit with Max until he moved out here. Longest fucking days of my life.”
“Ugh, you guys aren’t making me feel any better,” Colm confessed. “I mean, sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. I’m acting like we’re actually friends or something. Shit, that sounded weird… and, I’m just going to go and hide in a corner somewhere.”
Colm’s face reddened as he started to move away. I gripped his arm.
“Stay. I can’t tell you how nice it is to meet someone who isn’t kissing our ass or asking us for a selfie. Right, Dylan?”
“Speak for yourself.”
CHAPTER 33
REED
Iwas only partially paying attention to what director Leah Garwick was saying to me.
Which was so fucking rude, I know.
