“Yes, fans. Lots of them.”
I’ll be damn.
“The LIVE videos are little bites we pepper around our social media channels. Teasers, if you will. Short and sweet.”
“All right.”
This is more than I bargained for.
Kendra holds up a phone mounted on a selfie stick. “Ready?”
“Sure.”
“Five, four, three, two, one.” Kendra does the countdown, and I flash my camera-ready smile. “Hey, guys, I’m here LIVE with Rhett Sullivan on the set of his first ever photo shoot,” she says, pointing at me. “Rhett, say hi to the world.”
I wave. “Hey guys.”
“I’m super excited to spend the day with Rhett. I’m sure like me, you guys are looking forward to knowing more about him.”
Here we go.
“So, Rhett, you’re from Summerville, Texas?”
“That’s right.”
“And a small-town boy.”
“Right again.”
“A former rodeo star.”
“You’re acing this, Kendra.”
She laughs.
“First time in New York City?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Oh, God, that sounded so sexy. So, so sexy.”
Okay.
“Well, thank you, ma’am.”
“Stop it, or I’ll have to keep you.”
My brows knit together.
“It’s a joke.” I guess she must have read the confusion on my face.
“You had me going there for a minute.”
“So. Did. You.”
She does a strange thing with her eyes as she stares at me.
I shift my gaze back and forth between her and the camera. It takes her a few beats before she remembers we’re recording.
