MICHAEL:
Well, I guess we’re definitely over now and I’m sure you’ll be pleased to know Darcy’s family are moving to New York instead of us relocating to Canada. You’re no doubt laughing at me behind my back because I won’t be opening a talent agency after all.
MICHAEL:
Stop ignoring me, pick up the goddamn phone, Kali.
MICHAEL:
I still love you.
MICHAEL:
You’re a fucking heartless bitch.
Wade
EZRA:
So, Kali Roth, huh?
ME:
Here we go… was waiting for you two to text…
MYLES:
She’s the one, isn’t she?
ME:
Yeah.
EZRA:
Called it, you owe me a hundred bucks, Myles.
ME:
You two are a pair of assholes.
MYLES:
Happy for you.
EZRA:
We both are.
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
Wade
Hands behind my head, I’m lying back on the bed of the hotel room we’re staying at in LA.
Following the photoshoot, Kali and I visited the Walk of Fame and Grauman’s Chinese Theatre, while Leon declared that he’d rather stick hot needles into his eyes than tag along with two love sick fools.
Enjoying every minute, it was freeing; I always want to be kissing and holding her hand in public.