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She cut me off again. This time, sealing her hand completely over my mouth. “You forgot I mirrored your phone, which means I have access to your personal calendar and the messages between you and your family. I know for a fact you’re not going home. You fly your mom out at Christmastime every year, and you fly her home on Boxing Day, which works fine. You won’t be filming on those days, so you can still have Christmas with your mommy. Until then, you’re coming with me to LA to film The Naughty List because my plan is by the end of this month, you won’t be on anybody's naughty list except that cast list.”
Three
SCOUT
“So, is he as hot in real life as in the movies?”
I laughed into the receiver. “Yeah, of course, he is. And I saw him this morning …” I sighed, remembering the length of his cock in his boxer briefs.
“I saw a dick pic.” Naya interrupted me like she was reading my mind. She let out a slow, low whistle and smirked into the camera.
We gave each other a look before I smiled. “Yeah,I know.” I sighed. “I had a dream about it last night.” I don’t bother blushing. Naya knowsallmy dirty little secrets.
“Yeah, you did. Get it, girl!” She goes to high-five me through the camera, but I shake my head quickly.
“No way.No. He’s off-limits. He’s my client. My meal ticket. He’s the only way I will get that open position after Harper left.”
“I mean, you boink him, and he gives you a five-star review. Ta-da! Instant promotion.” Naya grinned into the camera, wriggling her eyebrows suggestively.
“You’re putting a lot of faith in my cooch.” We both cracked up laughing for a couple of seconds until I sobered again. “Attractive as he might be, that doesn’t excuse his attitude. He’sinsufferable and made it his mission to make my life a living hell.”
“I have,” he said as he walked up behind me, waving over my shoulder at my friend.
“Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.” I gave Abel a tight smile in the camera’s image before looking back at my friend. “I better get going. Work calls.” I hit the end button before she had the chance to say something to embarrass me—because she would—and then turned in my chair to face him.
“So, I’m insufferable?”
“You don’t think your shit stinks, that’s for sure.”
“If I’m insufferable, you’re about as pleasant as stinging nettles.”
The words could’ve been said with ire, but there was a playfulness to his tone. A flurry of butterflies took flight in my stomach like they were caught in a whirlwind. My fingers tightened into a fist, digging my nails in as I told myself this was a job. I needed to remain professional.
I shrugged. “I’ve been called worse.” I tucked my phone away and rose, stepping over my carry-on bag to turn to him completely. We were flying back from Vancouver to LA today so he would be on time for the mandatory set meeting the cast and crew needed to attend tomorrow. “To what do I owe this pleasure? Coming from first class to be in my presence, I’m flattered.”
Abel held out a stack of magazines and shook them in my face. “Someone’s not doing their job,” he said rather joyfully.
I took the magazines and flipped through what he wanted me to see. Nothing new, and nothing I didn’t send to them myself. It was better they printed this over printing shit about him losing his job.
I gave him a shrug. “It’s to be expected. You’re making a huge change in your career. Of course, the rags will have somethingstupid to say about it. Especially considering everything they’ve been publishing about you for the last five years.”
“The stuff they’ve printed in the past was junk.”
“That you’re a pain in the ass on the verge of constantly losing your career?”
He nodded. “Why do you think I didn’t take you seriously when you told me the network was looking to fire me? According to these, they’ve been looking to fire me since I was hired.”
“Yeah, well, this time, the information comes from the inside and not from some stupid tabloid. It would be wise to take it seriously. This is a big network for television, and if you intend to be on television again, you want to stay in their good graces. Whether you like how they play ball or not.” I let my eyes roam his body appreciatively before I lifted them back to his face. “You didn’t come all the way here to rub these in my face, did you?”
I couldn’t help the small smirk on my face. “You’ve been petty before, but this seems absurd. Besides, I’ve seen them.” I pointed to where I walked by the magazine racks on my way to my boarding area.
Someone behind us screamed in excitement, and we both turned quickly, expecting a fan to come running at us. We hadn’t encountered anything so far, but it wasn’t too late with him being this reckless and being in the public area.
With relief, he turned back and grabbed my arm, guiding me back into a seat. Then, he flopped in the seat beside me, pulling the baseball cap on his head further down.
“I was bored in first-class—bunch of business types, all on their phones. Nobody wants to talk.”
“You don’t strike me as somebody who wants to have a conversation with people right before you’re getting on a plane.”
