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Chapter Four
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“Please tell me you’recoming back soon. L.A. sucks without you,” Whitney whines in my ear.
“God I hope so.” I sigh, pressing my feet down as I rock the front porch swing back and forth.
“Seriously. Come live with me.”
“You live in a three bedroom with four other girls. You don’t have room for me.”
“Girl, we can get you a thirty dollar air mattress.”
“And I’m sure your other roommates would justlovehaving another person live there. Especially one that can’t afford to pitch in for rent.”
“I’ll cover you for a couple months until you line up more work.”
“Whit, I love you for offering, but we’ve been through this already. We both know you’re barely making ends meet as it is. As much as I hate it, I’m where I need to be right now.”
Whitney is one of the first people I met after arriving in L.A. Having just moved from Oregon, she was just as lost as I was. We met at an audition for some B-rated rom com and hit it off instantly. If it wasn’t for Whitney I probably wouldn’t have made it in L.A. as long as I did.
She saw me through several failed auditions, three shitty roommates, and two relationships that went belly up not long after they started. Turns out a lot of guys in the entertainment industry have a problem with monogamy.
“Well I don’t like it.”
“Neither do I.”
“At least tell me you’re getting some hot country boy tail while you’re there.”
“I’ve been home two days.” I laugh.
“Is that all? God, it feels like you’ve been gone months.” She sighs dramatically.
“But,” I start, chewing on my bottom lip. “There is this guy.”
“You slut.” She squeals. “Tell me everything.”
“It’s not like that.” I laugh at my crazy friend. “He’s someone I knew when I was little. His dad is friends with my dad. Apparently, he’s been here working on the ranch for the last few months.”
“Get to the good part. You know, the part where you tell me he’s got thick biceps and a tight ass you can’t help but stare at while he’s doing whatever it is hot guys do on a ranch.”
“Well, he definitely has thick biceps,” I tease. “And his ass is pretty perfect.”
“Tell me more.”
“I’m gonna have to take a picture when he’s not looking and send it to you. Think Mark Knox with lighter hair.” I try to think of the closest actor comparison, knowing Whit knows nearly every actor/actress on the scene. “Only his eyes are so light blue I swear it’s creepy. But in a good way. And he’s built but not overly ripped.”
“He sounds delicious.”
“That’s one way to put it.” My eyes lock on Thad as he crosses the yard in front of me carrying a large bag of feed over his shoulder. “He’s also serious bad news.”
“All the good ones are,” she practically sings in my ear. “So, you gonna hit that while you’re there or what?”
“Definitely not.” But I answer too quickly.
“Why do I get the feeling you had to force thenotout in that sentence?”
“Because you know me well.” I laugh lightly, shaking my head. “He’s absolutely the kind of guy I would normally go for.”
