Page 211 of My Five Daddies

“I did,” she says, lookingsmug.

“What is it?” Jackson asks, stepping towardher.

“It’s a masterpiece, is what it is.” She stands up and turns her laptop around tous.

On the screen is a Word document. It’s clearly a script, though I have no clue what it’sabout.

“That’s your plan?” I askher.

“That’s my script,” she corrects. “You said Holly wants to stay with Jackson until she has another movie,right?”

He nods at her. “Yeah, that’sright.”

“So let’s get her another movie. You guys convince her to attach herself to thisscript.”

I stare at her for a second and slowly the plan opens up to me. “That’s genius,” I say. “You have some cachet, so we can probably sell this script. Especially if she’sattached.”

“It’s win-win,” Laney says, grinning huge. “She gets another amazing movie to do, and you guys get her off your hands. You just have to convince her to do itfirst.”

“Email that to me,” Jackson says. “[email protected]”

“Cool email,” Laney says, rolling hereyes.

I walk over and sit down next to her as she starts typing away on her laptopagain.

“Do you think this can work?” I askher.

“Depends on if the big guy over there can sell her on it,” Laney says with a shrug. “It’s possible,though.”

“I can do it,” Jackson says. “Script better be good,though.”

“Oh, it’s good,” she says. “Really good. Just get her attached toit.”

“I’ll do it,” hesays.

“Sent.” Laney shuts her laptop lid and yawns. “It’s not totally done yet, but it’s more thanenough.”

“Works for me,” Jacksonsays.

“You sure you’re okay with this?” I askhim.

“Positive.” He grins at me. “I can do anything. I’m an actor and a SEAL,remember?”

I sigh and Laney groans. “Either I’m exhausted or that was super lame. Either way, night night, fuck buddies.” She waves and headsoff.

“Hey, we’re not--!” I call out, but she just slams her doorshut.

“Not fuck buddies?” Jackson asks, coming up behindme.

“No,” I say, not able to stop myself fromsmiling.

“Damn. I guess we’re just the fuck part,then.”

“Cut it out. Come on, let’s go towork.”

“Yeah, let’sgo.”

I head over to the door and he slaps my ass as I walkby.

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