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of them in.
    They sat and Tiffany ordered a martini and asked for a shot of vodka. She felt herself shaking, and she kept blinking as she watched the love of her teenage life sit across from her with his beautiful fiancée.
    They made small talk during their meals and Tiffany mostly poked at her food because she knew she’d vomit if she ate. Tressa was perfect, from her even white teeth to the deep dimples in her cheeks. This was the longest dinner ever, Tiffany thought, hoping the server would bring the check soon.
    Tressa took a sip from her glass. “So, Tiffany, please tell me what’s going to happen next season. I know it’s going to be awesome.”
    â€œTressa, you know I can’t spill. That would go against my contract. But I will say that we are going to go out with a bang. KCLN is going to regret not renewing us after the next season.” Tiffany waved for another drink. She knew she was overdoing it, but she wanted to relax. She was trying not to break out in tears.
    â€œWhat? The other woman sounded shocked. “Get out. This is going to be Boy Crazy ’s last season?”
    â€œSadly, yes,” Tiffany said despondently. “Unless we can get another network to take us.” The waiter came back with another apple martini and she grabbed it as soon as he placed it on the table.
    â€œWell, why don’t you come to us?” Tressa said.
    â€œUs who?”
    â€œTiMax,” she said as if Tiffany should have known.
    â€œCome again?” Tiffany said. Now she was interested in what the young beauty had to say. TiMax was a premium channel: a network on cable and dish where they said dirty words and had sex scenes.
    Tressa slapped Kory’s arm. “You didn’t tell her, Kory?”
    â€œTell me what?”
    â€œLangley Green is my father. He is one of the network’s owners,” Tressa proudly announced.
    â€œShut up!” Tiffany yelled in disbelief.
    â€œNo, he is.”
    â€œShut up!” Tiffany said again in a higher pitch.
    â€œYes, and I can set you up to meet with him. And once I tell him that Boy Crazy is my favorite show and maybe whine a little, okay a lot,” she said (Tiffany quickly realized that was her thing, her way of expression), “I’m sure my favorite show will have a slot, and boom, everybody wins.”
    Tiffany no longer felt sick to her stomach. “You’d do that for me?”
    â€œOf course. You are my fiancé’s old best bud.”
    Tiffany nodded, although she and Kory were never best buds. He didn’t know about the hearts she drew around their names on all of her notebooks or the fact she would name her sons Kory One, Kory Two, Kory Three, and Kory Four. George Foreman did it, so why couldn’t she?
    â€œTressa, that would be great. I don’t know what to say. Thank you, I mean, wow.” Tiffany was overjoyed. She couldn’t wait to tell her team. This could be Boy Crazy ’s big break. More money and more creative freedom.
    â€œNo, it would be my pleasure. Just give me a card and I’ll have someone get in touch with you soon.” Tiffany handed Tressa a card so fast she almost knocked over her drink. “Now, I need to run to the ladies’ room,” Tressa said and stood. She smiled and walked toward the rear of the restaurant.
    â€œKory, wow, I had no idea that you were engaged. That is awesome, and I am just, like, blown away right now trying to take it all in.”
    â€œThank you, and I am still trying to take it all in myself. Tressa and I haven’t been together too long, but she is amazing. A little whining, okay a lot of whining,” he said imitating his fiancée. “Before I knew it, we were at the store picking out an engagement ring.”
    â€œWell, if you’re marrying her, she must be special.”
    â€œYes, she is. Spoiled, but special. My family has money too, but we grew up working hard. Reesy, Tressa, hasn’t