Page 69 of Wild As Her

Jenna storms in, eyes sharp, clipboard in hand, wearing a headset, looking like she is about to ruin my entire day.

“There you are!” she announces, throwing her arms up dramatically like she’d just found a missing child. “I knew you were hiding.”

Cami, still smirking at me from across the trailer, snorts. “Told you.”

“Oh, he absolutely is,” Jenna confirms, marching toward me with the energy of a woman who was about to make my life significantly harder. “You finished your ranch chores and then what? Scuttled off in here to avoid interacting with the contestants?”

I scoff. “I don’t scuttle.”

Jenna ignores me and drops into the seat next to Cami like she owns the place. Then, without a second’s hesitation, she snatches a muffin off Cami’s plate.

Cami gasps, full-on betrayal. “Hey!”

“Possession is nine-tenths of the law, sweetheart,” Jenna says through a mouthful of stolen muffin, flipping open her clipboard. “Shouldn’t be harboring fugitives in your trailer.”

Cami smirks at me. “I didnothide him in here.”

I just kept sipping my coffee, praying if I stayed quiet, maybe, Jenna would miraculously forget she was here to make me miserable.

No such luck.

“Alright, Jack,” Jenna says, flipping a page and leveling me with a look. “Time to earn that reality TV paycheck. You’ve got adatelined up this evening, and I need you camera-ready.”

I frown. “Adate?”

“Yes, a date,” she repeats, sighing like she’s dealing with a particularly dense toddler. “That’s kind of the entire premise of the show, Jack. Youdoremember signing the contract, right?”

Cami snickers, still working on her replacement muffin. “You should see his contract-reading skills. Top-tier.”

I shoot her a glare. “You gonna help me out here or what?”

She shakes her head. “Not a chance.”

Jenna flipped another page on her clipboard. “You’re filming in an hour, so you should probably go clean up first.”

I blinked. “Iamclean.”

Jenna and Cami exchanged alook.

Cami sighs dramatically, waving a hand in my general direction. “Jack, you smell like the inside of a horse trailer.”

Jenna nods. “Aggressively barn-scented. The ladies want fresh and clean.”

I scowl. “It’s calledworking,ladies. Maybe try it sometime.”

Jenna pats me on the arm. “Oh, sweetie, I work all day. Just not inmanure.”

Cami wrinkles her nose. “Seriously, Jessop. I’dpayto see the reactions if you showed up smelling like you do right now.Actually, you know what? You absolutely should show up like this for them.”

Jenna shoots her a glare. “Not helping.”

I set my coffee down with an exaggerated sigh. “Y’all are the worst.”

“We know,” they say in unison.

I looked to the ceiling, praying for strength. “What exactly am I supposed to do on this date?”

Jenna checks her notes. “It’s a romanticpicnic date with Juliette.”

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