Just great.
My date with Madsen sucked.
Well, not really. Going by regular date standards, it was actually pretty great. The movie was good, we talked, we laughed, had a good time. If we hadn't already had sex twice before going out, it probably would have been a damn good date. But it wasn't. I wasn't interested in the movie like I should have been, I wasn't ( Read more... )
Well, not really. Going by regular date standards, it was actually pretty great. The movie was good, we talked, we laughed, had a good time. If we hadn't already had sex twice before going out, it probably would have been a damn good date. But it wasn't. I wasn't interested in the movie like I should have been, I wasn't ( Read more... )
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"Always ready, Sam."
I heard that double entendre, keep it to yourself damn it.
After my little talk with Madsen, I'd been having second thoughts. Especially with these girls just throwing themselves at me. I love Carly, but come on. There isn't a guy alive who wouldn't be tempted at all.
But, I'm still behaving myself. Like a freakin' castrated idiot or something, I'm sitting here taking pictures of gorgeous women who hit on me non stop, and not doing a single thing about it. Which, is crap, but I don't want to hurt Carly, so I'm stuck.
I made sure Tonya was in focus, waited until she'd settled into a pose, and then... my cellphone rang. I screwed up the shot completely, and rolled my eyes. "Guys lets wrap for twenty minutes, okay?" Freakin' shoot me.
I checked the Caller ID, thinking it was Carly finally deciding to pick up the phone and call me back, or Arianna with another panic attack, or whatever. It wasn't, it was Alex. I picked up. "... Hey Alex, what's up?"
"How long did you say Sam?" That purple ( ... )
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At least he doesn't sound unhappy to hear from me. I probably interrupted his work or something, but Sam's always been too nice to say anything about stuff like that.
I started to reply when he covered the phone to say something to someone I assumed was a co-worker.
"Twenty minutes Tonya. ... Hey, sorry. Something wrong?"
"Wrong? N-no. Well, yes, but I wanted to ask you how the shoot was going before I got into that. How are the Bahamas?" We live in Southern California. We're no strangers to nice weather. Still, the Bahamas must be gorgeous. Beaches everywhere, the ocean, hot guys with hot tans in itty bitty bathing suits... gorgeous.
"Sorry, sounds like I interrupted something."
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Why does this strike me as Madsen related. I'm betting he took the 'stay away from Alex' thing full tilt, and she hasn't heard from him. I don't think Carly would really flip on them when I'm not there. I don't know this for sure, but...
"The Bahamas are... great." I have to learn to start sounding more enthusiastic about certain crap that I'm supposed to sound happy about. "Definitely... interesting." What the hell is that?!
"Sorry, sounds like I interrupted something."
"Nah, they're taking a break. And it's going fine, running along pretty smoothly. So am I supposed to hack a guess, or are you going to tell me what's up?" I'm not pissed, I've got no reason to be, but I don't want to use up my break with Alex sort of dancing around the issue.
"Something happen?"
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Right, because that sounds convincing.
"Nah, they're taking a break. And it's going fine, running along pretty smoothly. So am I supposed to hack a guess, or are you going to tell me what's up? Something happen?"
"Well..." I started, sighing a little, "I just wanted to ask you why noone is talking to me anymore? Carly won't answer any of my calls or messages, and Madsen won't say a word to me either. Couldn't help thinking you might have said something to Carly that might have caused her to start stonewalling me."
I have to keep telling myself that it's not Sam's fault. Carly would be an awesome Bad Cop, at least when it came to questioning.
"What happened there?"
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