Page 22 of Fit for Love

A porn film where Ash is the lead?An orgy where he fucks every female that I work with?

Nothing would surprise me at this point.

“Milk’s funeral,” she says.“Or wake.Or repass.I’m not sure what the terminology should be, given that there’s no body to bury.”

Did I say nothing would surprise me?I should know better than to even think such a thing when Tierre is involved.

So, yeah, the whole crew celebrates the life and the ultimate sacrifice of Milk the Iguana, and if Tierre were to give such a genuinely heartfelt speech atmyfuneral, it would almost make getting eaten by a tiger worth it in the end.

“You’ve impressed me twice in one day,” Tierre says to me when the service is over.“You’re the only person besides myself who’s truly grieving for dear Milk.”

I nod solemnly, not about to tell him that I’m not.What he saw was my being upset that yet another guy turned out to be a dog.A manwhore.A clever one too, because he somehow made me feel like I was special.Like maybe the two of us might have?—

“Okay, the service is over,” Tierre says.“And the shoot is about to start, so…”

I channel all my acting prowess into a semi-human smile.“Don’t worry.I’ll be fine.”

Grunting with approval, Tierre turns on his heel and flits away on a cloud of perfume.

Hey.I didn’t lie.I will be fine.Eventually.

Taking out my phone, I find Ash’s number, and without hesitation, I block and delete it.

There.

The path to being fine has already begun.

Chapter10

Ashton

When I wake up,I’m alone in my bed.

Weird.

“Kendall?”

No reply.

I get up and check the bathroom.

Nope.She’s missing, and so are the clothes she borrowed.

Confused, I check the kitchen just in case, but she’s not there either.

Okay.It’s official.She’s not in the apartment.

And there’s no note.No call.No text.

Very weird.

“What about you?”I say to Sir Ems.“Did you see her?”

He wags his tail, but I can’t tell if that means yes or no.

I do know what his eyes are saying, though, so I feed him, then eat some oatmeal and take him for a walk, bringing my phone with me just in case.

No luck.Even by evening, there’s nothing.Does that mean last night was just a one-night stand for her?Is that why she did the Irish goodbye thing?

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