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I could see Danny processing, figuring out where I was going with this.

“Do you think you could get him to use it for the movie?” he asked me.

“I don’t see why not,” I said. “And if he did… I mean, that would be all we would need, right there, wouldn’t it? It would beThe Endless Fight,Produced by Michael Sanders and Branches.”

“That’s the name of the movie?” Danny laughed.

I nodded.

“It would be pretty cool,” Danny said. “And we’d definitely be able to start scheduling meetings with other people in the film industry, especially after Sanders wins all the awards at the end of the year like everyone says he’s going to.”

“And I’m sure he’d be willing to talk about how much the app helped him,” I said. “He’s a smart guy and smart people always seem to recognize how good it is.”

“Imagine,” Danny said. “We’d be the app of choice of the entire film industry in Los Angeles.”

“And then it’s only a matter of time before the music industry finds out about us.” I couldn’t help getting excited. It was true that version 1.0 had made us a ton of money, but this would make us absolute legends in the app developer world. No one would be able to match this feat. We would be one of those names that even people outside the tech world knew sinceeveryoneknew who some people were.

Now that we had spelled all this out, I wanted it bad. And I wasn’t willing to compromise. I was going to make sure that Michael Sanders saw exactly what our app could do, and by the time I was finished, he would be begging me to help him use it to organize his movie.

Danny and I finished lifting, showered up, and met outside the gym. We were both quiet on the way home, and I wondered if he was thinking the same thing I was—if he was as caught up as I was in fantasies about what lay ahead. When I thought about the fact that we were going to get Michael Sanders to use our app, it made me feel as excited as if I was a little kid again. This was a level of success I’d personally never anticipated.

But I’d surprised myself plenty already since I’d moved out to LA. I hadn’t expected to be much of a success as a developer at all. Danny and I had invented Branches because we had always liked programming and tinkering with software and wanted to design an app for our own finance tracking needs. We’d listed it on the app store on a lark. Neither one of us had ever expected it to amount to anything.

I was a firm believer in the idea that life held all kinds of pleasant surprises and that if you went with the flow, good things would tend to happen to you. That was the way it had always been for me. And it seemed to be happening again.

I hadn’t made this plan on my own—far from it. This was all happening because Olivia had come bursting into our kitchen one day and announced that she was in need of a husband—and I had decided to roll the dice and play along.What the hell!

It seemed like a better decision all the time.

And not only because of the fact that this was going to be great for my career, even though it obviously was. It was going to help me reach a level of fame and success that I probably wouldn’t ever have achieved otherwise.

But also, there was the fact that I’d gotten my first taste of Olivia—definitely the best fuck I’d ever gotten in my life—and I was fairly confident there was going to be more where that had come from.

In fact, I decided I would do my best to make it happen the next time we were together. I was sick of waiting and tired of this dance we’d been doing around each other, pretending we didn’t want each other.

I wasn’t the only one making moves at this point. She kept touching me too, leaning close to me, putting her hands on me, hooking her ankle against mine, and acting like it was a mistake or something but then not pulling away from me…

We weren’t going to keep playing that game. She was going to have to admit to the fact that she was into me.

We’d see each other again tomorrow. The first scene we’d worked on was going to be filmed, and we had been invited to watch the action.

And we would watch.

But that wasn’t going to be the only action that was going on tomorrow. Not if I had anything to say about it.

Chapter 7

JAKE

“I’vegottohandit to you,” Michael Sanders said. “The dialogue sounds great, Olivia.”

Olivia beamed. “I’m so glad you like the way it turned out,” she said. “And I agree, it sounds very natural. The actors are doing a great job with it.”

“Never known Brian Ford and Chris Harton to do a bad job with any script,” Michael said. “But good material definitely leads to better work.”

I wrapped my arm around Olivia, letting my hand rest low on her hip.

She didn’t pull away. She didn’t even tense under my touch. Instead, she melted against me, as if she was more comfortable with my hands on her than without.

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