Page 100 of Breaking Hollywood

I’m the luckiest bastard on the planet.

Life isn’t just great. It’s fucking amazing.

My cell starts to ring, so I grab it from the coffee table.

It’s my buddy Julian. Julian’s one of my closest friends. I don’t have many, mainly because I don’t trust people. Just Julian and Vaughn.

Aside from Tate, Julian’s one of the best people I know. But I’d never tell the fucker that. His ego’s big enough as it is.

“Hey, asshole. Long time no speak,” I answer.

“Aw, you missed me?”

“Like a hole in the head.”

He chuckles. “So, I’m back in town. Heard you broke your foot, you clumsy fuck. How’d you manage that?”

“Long story.” I smile, thinking of what brought Speedy and me together.

“Well, I saw that the Lakers are playing tonight. Figured you’d be watching.”

“Of course.”

“I’m gonna come round with pizza, and we can catch up over the game.”

“If it’s to talk about the dicks you sucked while you were in Vancouver, I’d rather not hear about it.”

Julian’s gay. But he’s in the closet, so to say. His closest friends know he’s gay but not the rest of the world. He’s an actor on a hit TV show, and the studio wants him in the closet.

He laughs again. “Spoilsport. Fine, no dirt on the dicks I sucked while I was away. But, FYI, it was a lot.”

“For fuck’s sake!” I sigh.

He laughs louder. “I’ll be round in twenty.”

“Fine. But don’t worry about bringing pizza. Speedy’s in the kitchen, making homemade pizza.”

Silence.

“Who the fuck is Speedy?”

“Ava. She’s living here. Taking care of me.”

“You have a woman living with you?”

“That’s another long story.”

“And it’s definitely one I want to hear. I’ll be there in ten.”

I laugh and hang up my cell. I get to my feet and hobble to the kitchen.

God, I can’t wait to get this fucking boot off. One more week to go, Tate said, and then I’m back to normal.

I walk into the kitchen, and she’s standing there, wearing an apron and rolling out pizza dough. She looks like a domestic goddess. And I want to fuck her right now. I wonder if we could slip in a quickie before Julian arrives.

“Hey, babe.” I move toward her.

She looks up at me and smiles.