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in Beverly
Hills. About twelve miles away from UCLA, but it’s manageable.”
    “Have you considered moving out?”
    “No, not anytime soon.”
    “Are you afraid of living alone and not
having your mama doing your laundry for you?” I grin.
    “I do my own laundry. The reason is something
else. My mother was diagnosed with cancer a few years ago and had a
surgery recently. Still, the doctors aren’t very hopeful about the
number of years she has left. So, we all try to spend as much time
with her as possible.”
    “I’m sorry to hear that. I hope she’ll have
many more decades, although that’ll mean you will never get a
chance share your bed with a girl who likes to scream.”
    He laughs, covering his mouth. “You’re
forgetting about the loud music as a solution to cover up.”
    “Yeah, but they’ll know what you’re doing
behind the closed doors every time you turn up the stereo. It’s
downright creepy.”
    “How about you? Any over-protective brother I
need to worry about?” he asks.
    How about an over-protective
boyfriend? “No brothers. Only two half-sisters. My parents
divorced when I was five and had shared custody of me. It was okay
in the beginning, but when they re-married and each had a new kid
with their new spouses, I became an outcast. I couldn’t wait for my
high school graduation to get out of their lives.”
    “Where do they live?”
    “In Colorado. But I live in Nashville,
Tennessee, you know, for my music career.”
    His face hardens with the news. He sips his
beer, without breaking the eye contact with me. “How long are you
staying in LA?”
    “Two months, until the movie premiere.”
    “Then, we really need to get you to sign that
contract so you can stay here longer.”
    “Yeah, right. The contract.” I remember the
thrill of the audition earlier on. Will I really sign a contract
with Diamond Records? I’m so nervous about it that I won’t say
anything to anyone, except for Zach, until I secure the deal, or
maybe until after the record is ready and out on the market.
    We finish eating and bring our trays to the
counter. Adam holds my hand, squeezing it tightly, as we go out and
stroll through the streets to see the wall paintings. He takes
pictures of me alone and us together with his cell phone after
promising me he won’t show them to anyone or put them on the
internet. The last thing I need is Zach finding out about my secret
date from Facebook.
    “They’re just for my own enjoyment.” He
winks, his voice layered with tenderness and concern. “When can I
see you again?”
    I blow out a long sigh, showing every bit of
the frustration I carry inside me. There wouldn’t be any problem at
all if I didn’t want to see him, but I do. I want to spend more
time with him and get to know him. Inside and outside. Emotionally
and physically. “How about I text you when I’m available?”
    “Sounds good but don’t take too long.”
    Looking down at our tangled hands, I can’t
help but feel depressed. “I won’t.” Shoot, I already know I want to
see him again before the weekend.
    He pulls my hand and grabs me by the waist. I
run my hands over his biceps, evaluating the tight muscles under
his shirt. Leaning in slightly, he closes his eyes, and inhales
deeply, making my heart go crazy, and moves his lips alongside
mine, without making any contact. Then, he snaps his eyes open and
gazes at me. I’m too timid to stare at his eyes for long for the
fear of losing myself in them, so I just content myself with
focusing on his lips with occasional glances at those lustful
eyes.
    “I want to kiss you so badly,” he says, “But
I can’t, knowing my kiss will be erased from your lips when you’re
back with your boyfriend. I’m well aware of the fact that I don’t
have any right to tell you to dump him so soon. But, make no
mistake, that day will come. And I want you to think about how I’ll
suck, lick, and bite your lips until they bruise when you’re done
with