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anything like that. I hadn’t
been that excited about anything for longer than I could remember.
    “Where are you from again?” I asked her. I should have known. They say it over and over again on the show. The truth was I just hadn’t cared enough about any of it to pay attention.
    “Ohio. I ’m from a tiny
little town with a census of only about twelve hundred people. L.A. is like
culture shock to me,” she said.
    I switched back into predator mode; I was getting too caught up in things that
weren’t going to end up with a curvy blonde in my bed. “Ohio knows how to grow
them, I’ll give ‘em that,” I told her with a kiss to
the side of her face.
    She giggled and I felt her
wiggle up closer to me. Then she said, “They grow them pretty well here too,”
she said with a flirty smile.
    We walked into the bar and the results show was
playing on two televisions over the bar. We sat down and ordered our drinks.
The bartender wouldn’t take my money; he recognized us
both from the show and went on about how much he loved our music and how one of
us should win. It was cool, especially when Brooke went to the bathroom and he
told me that he actually thought that I should win, he
just didn’t want to hurt her feelings.
    While he’d been going on when we first got there,
Brooke giggled again and said, “Wow! We’re famous. I can’t wait for the next round. I’m a nervous wreck, but so excited.” I took a drink of my beer and she said, “You don’t ever seem
nervous. I wish I could be cool and calm like you all the time.” I took another swig of beer and winked at her. If she only knew.

 
    CHAPTER
FIVE
    ELLY
    “Hey, Elly, Keith and I are going to head over to
Club Seven. My boyfriend’s going to meet us there. You
want to go with?”
    I couldn’t get Tristan out of my head. Watching him with Brooke killed me , no matter how hard I tried to pretend that it didn’t. I tried telling myself that he was only trying to make me
jealous, but that made it seem like I was a little too full of myself. Maybe he
just actually didn’t want anything to do with me anymore and he didn’t care what I thought. I knew for
sure that I wasn’t in the mood to party and I wasn’t going to be good company.
    “Nah, thanks, Molly. I ’m not really up for a crowded, noisy club. I may
just stop at The Glacier and have a quiet cocktail on my way home.” I could hear the flatness in my voice.
    “Are you stressing over Tristan and that girl?”
Molly was way too observant.
    With as neutral an expression as I could muster I said, “What girl?”
    Molly knowingly smiled and said, “Okay, girl, we
don’t have to talk about it. You be safe.”
    I felt relieved. “I will, Molly. Thanks.”
    I quickly finished wrapping things up and then I walked over to The Glacier. It
was a quiet little bar around the corner where I could
get a drink and not get slobbered on or groped. I wasn’t in the mood for it that night.
    I walked in and realized that the gods hated me. Tristan and Brooke were sitting
at the bar. They were all cozied up to each other and she seemed to be giggling
over everything he said. I should have walked back out
right away, but I took too long observing them and just when I decided to
leave, Tristian spotted me. Shit! If I left then, I’d
just look like creepy stalker chick.
    I took a deep breath and walked up to the bar. I was on
Brooke’s right side and Tristan was on her left. I ordered my drink and then forced myself to look at them.
    “Congratulations guys! Good job tonight.” Brooke
smiled a genuine smile and thanked me . Tristan smiled
too, but instead of genuine his looked smug and he said, “Thanks, but should
you be fraternizing with the contestants?”
    “I didn’t come here to fraternize. I came here for a
drink.”
    Tristan made a big play of looking around and said,
“Hmm, you’re alone. That’s too bad.”
    It pissed me off, so I
said, “Better alone than with some creep.” I looked at
him