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She squeals, grabs her clothes, and runs out. Oh, well. Guess I’ll jack off later.
“What?” I pull on my shorts and flop down on the bed. I’m bored out of my damn mind here.
“Really? You couldn’t keep it in your pants for one day?”
“She came on to me.”
“Whatever. A lot is riding on this. You want back in the ring, keep your dick on lockdown.”
“I was bored.” I wave off everything he says. I do want back in the ring. I never said ‘yes’ to this show, either. Like he said, I would have to keep it in my pants. I don’t think I can do that for six weeks.
“You won’t be for long. I think Sal has a good show planned,” Brick says as he takes his suit off. No idea why he even has one on. This town isn’t a suit-wearing town.
“Even if I said ‘yes’ to this, which I didn’t, the girls know who I am. They would only try to win just to get my money.”
“Maybe. But he has it where they will have to really work at it to win your heart.”
I doubt anyone will win my heart. I won’t give that up again.
“I know that look. Stop it.”
“Sorry, can’t help it.” Every time we have this talk, I start to think abouther. Skye is a super evil witch. If she had superpowers, her name would be SuperBitch.
“She was a horrible person, but that doesn’t mean they all are. Even Skye started off as an angel.”
He’s right. Not all women are jerks. My mom is a saint and so is Ever. My mom and I aren’t talking right now because of the shit I’ve done with the bar fights. She tells me I was raised better. She’s right, too. In my eyes, my mom is everything. Maybe since I’m home, she will let me come by to say ‘hi’. Maybe if I do this show, she will forgive me. I think she wants me to be happy and get my life on track. I don’t know if this kind of thing is it, but maybe it will at least let her see that I can finally grow up and act my age. Sometimes I do think aboutthe one.
And if I did want to find myone, I would want her to be the type that wants to make things better for the world, and I hope she would make me want to be a better person.
I might come off as an asshole, but I do have a heart. Right now, it’s black and has holes in it from where Skye dug her acrylic nails in and tried to rip it from my chest cavity. Needless to say, it’s damaged. I’ll confess that I think I am broken, and I don’t think this show is the right way to fix me.
“If anything else, you will get a laugh. We move in tomorrow.”
I could use a laugh. Wait, where are we moving? I thought we were just in this hell hole for their meeting.
“Move in?”
“Oh, we’re moving into Ever Tanner’s place.” Brick grins. God hates me right now.
Chapter Five
Ever
The minute Uncle Sal left, we knew there was so much to do. First things first, we packed some clothes, enough to last us both a couple weeks. Dad said he would take care of Anne and the rest of our stuff later. I’m not sure what he’s going to do when it comes to her. I only hope he follows his heart, wherever that path may lead him.
Second thing was we needed to air out the house and make our lists. When we pulled up to our old house, my home, I notice a cleaning service van parked out front and I see people opening windows and doors. Tents are going up, twenty of them, at the end of the property. Each girl gets her own, how quaint and authentic. Trailers for the crew had already arrived. Someone was putting up a chicken coop. I had a chicken coop once, but I had to take it down when we moved. Cows are roaming within the fence and I think I saw pigs in the back.
We haven’t been back since moving to the other house, but it feels like I’ve never left. I feel free and at home here, especially when I see my horses are back in the stable. They had been at a neighbor’s since we left. That makes me happy.
“We need to make a menu,” my dad says, pulling up to the side door that connects to the kitchen.
“I think you need to call in the others.” He has three other people that work for him. I have no doubt that we’re going to need their help.
“Good point.” He takes out his cell and starts to make some calls. I take some time to walk around the kitchen. This place holds a lot of memories, sweet ones. Memphis and I baked cookies in here once when we were kids. God, it feels weird for this show to be happening in my house, on my family’s property. It will feel even weirder to have him around.
I shouldn’t even care about him right now. I mean, he broke my heart once, and I paid dearly for that. And now I have to watch him court other women. This is going to begreat.
“Miss?”
