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“Good. They just started talking about American football. They’ll be occupied a while.”
I take another drink, enjoying my new friends.
“Are you and Harrison together?” I ask.
She lifts her hand, a huge yellow diamond on her finger. “He swears we are. I remember nothing.”
“Rae’s the only one who could keep Harry in line,” Annie informs me. “The bigger the ego, the bigger the ego slayer needed.”
“So, does that mean Tyler’s humble?” They exchange a look, and I keep talking. “Because you seem really sweet, I mean.”
Annie grins, her gold eyes glinting.
“That man would crawl for her. In fact, I think he has,” Rae drawls.
“What about you and Clay?” Annie asks.
Between the vibe we have and the alcohol, I feel safe telling them the truth—at least part of it.
“When LA won the championship, I thought everything would be easy.”
“And it wasn’t,” Annie finishes.
I shake my head. “We used to talk all the time. But it feels like he’s shut me out of his head. I wish he would decide what he wants to do next year.” I flash a smile, realizing I’m opening up too much. Even if these women are discreet, this is a party and I’m being a downer. “At least I can work from anywhere, so if he picks a different team, I’ll be ready.”
“Nova’s an artist,” Annie explains to Rae. “And a really talented one.”
Annie pulls out her phone and clicks over to social media.
After looking through some of my pictures, Rae says, “She should do your premiere.”
Golden eyes widen.
“What premiere?” I ask, confused.
“A’s in a film coming out next month. It was supposed to be some small indie thing, but it’s getting rave reviews. They want a collection of portraits of the actors for the opening.”
“You’d be perfect,” Annie insists. “The director tried to pull it together before, but some things fell through.”
“That sounds incredible. I’d be grateful if you put me forward.”
“It’s not putting you forward,” Rae drawls as Annie types on her phone. “There’ll be an email in your inbox in twenty-four hours.”
Five minutes later, my phone dings with an offer.
My chest expands with hope. This is for me, it’s within my control, and it has nothing to do with Clay. I feel as if I’ve stumbled across a tiny gem I wasn’t looking for.
That’s when another message comes through.
Harlan: Mari’s in labor.
My stomach flips.
I text back immediately.
Nova: OMG! How is she doing? Are you heading to the hospital?
Harlan: Already there. Pushing now.
