Page 5 of C*cky Best Friend


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You’re everything.

You. Are. Everything.

She smiles, “They kept me past the background dancers, too. They only chose three of us out of over a hundred, can you believe that?”

“What was it for?”

“You know I can’t sing. Well, the lead guy falls in love with a girl but she never sings. She never even speaks, Logan! She just—”

We say it at the same time, “—dances.”

“I could totally do this. It could be me going to New York!”

This production is merely previewing in Atlanta. It’s a common thing for plays to work out kinks here before traveling to the kingdom of greatness. Producers will test the possibilities before spending the big cash.

“You’d be amazing.”

She smacks my arm, the sting so sweet. “Brother of the lead? That could be huge! You have to call me after! I hope you get it.”

“I hope we both get it.”

“Marion is in there now.”

I slide my gaze up the skyscraper. “Fuck her.”

Samantha laughs, “Stop it. She means well.”

“Her ego doesn’t. I need to go up and do my thing.”

Heading off to the car she shares with Lexi, Sam says, “Take no prisoners, Logan! Show them what you’re made of!”

Watching her walk, I inhale need and call out, “Samantha!”

She flips around, “Yeah?” walking backward in tights that make her legs shine.

“You’re the best dancer I know. Marion can’t hold a candle to you.” I give her a wink, and head inside.

Samantha, what would life be like if we both went to New York City, dancing every night in a hit musical? Maybe outside of Atlanta I’d shuck this friend-label and take you in my arms for all the many things I want to do to you.

I’m going to nail this bad boy.

You and me?

Broadway bound!

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