Page 43 of Love's Most Wanted

With other women we were usually either fucking, about to start fucking, or in a full-blown ass relationship like with Aurora and Daisy. This Kabrina shit was refreshing.

“Okay.” She smiled before standing. “I’ll be sleeping on the pull-out couch clearly.”

Smirking as much as I could, I said, “I’m gon’ join you once I come back inside and shower.”

“Can’t wait.” She simpered before flouncing back inside of the room.

I didn’t know what was going on in my head, but one thing for certain was that I didn’t want an annulment just yet.

* * *

I was dead fucking tired as I sat in the conference room of the studio back in Los Angeles. Because Tamira called for a meeting last minute, I had to cut my trip in New York short. Since I was supposed to be off, I’d had a whole trip planned for the ladies and me to spend over there on the East Coast, so naturally, they were disappointed when I had to cancel. Daisy was even more pissed than she already was, but I found myself caring less and fucking less.

I was too nervous about this meeting and too worried about Kabrina’s ass.

Everybody was in the room, including AJ, but I noticed Ramonté wasn’t, making me come up with all new crazy scenarios. I just needed Tamira to come in and put my mind at ease, if at all possible.

If this show got canceled, I wasn’t sure what the fuck I would do. It was my steppingstone into other shit, and if I didn’t have it, I felt like I would have to not only start from scratch but find another steady acting gig/income, which was harder than the shit sounded when you were an up and coming actor, especially a black one.

“Hey! Sorry I am late. I had the bitch at the coffee shop remake my coffee three times until she got it right.” Tamira came switching in with her two assistants running behind her like lap dogs.

Everyone clamored about, basically stating that the shit was fine for her to be an asshole to working folk and be half an hour late, knowing we all had to hop on random damn near red eye flights to even make it here.

“Where is Ramonté?” AJ inquired what everybody had been wondering. I just assumed the nigga was late like he always was, or maybe that was just what I was hoping for. I couldn’t forget her telling me a minute ago that this was his last season.

“That’s what I want to discuss.” Tamira stayed standing, tight ass dress hugging her body. “Ramonté is finally gone,” she said happily, but no one else shared the same sentiments. “He couldn’t get it together, so he got fired.”

“So is the show over?” the actress, Lia, who played my baby mama onDough Boyzquizzed.

“Nope. So the plan is for the show to now center around Denim Davis.” Tamira’s eyes landed on me as she spoke my character’s name.

“Me?” I sat up straight, the tiredness leaving my body in a fucking instant.

“Yep, you, Mr. Compton. You were Ramonté’s closest childhood friend on the show, so it makes the most sense. I think this is the move that is gonna catapult the show.” She sat on the table nearest me, smoldering as if the shit was sexy, but it wasn’t. I found some older women sexy but not Tamira, and I wasn’t sure why because the woman wasn’t ugly, bad built, none of that shit.

“Wait, but why him? I play Ramonté’s close friend too and?—”

“Yes, but he met you in adulthood. It wouldn’t make sense for the storyline to skip over Unique’s character for yours, especially when your character is the more reckless of the crew,” one of the head writers Kiki replied to AJ.

He shot me daggers, but I just stared right back at the nigga, wishing like a muthafucka he’d make some noise. He and I had always been just cordial, never friends like that, but after being around Kabrina, I’d begun to despise the nigga.

“I disagree.” AJ shook his head. “In between seasons?—”

“I don’t care what you disagree on, AJ.” Tamira cut him off, standing and honing in on him so heavily the nigga looked low-key shook. “This is my show, and at the end of the day, what I say goes. Now if you have an issue with Unique taking the lead, let me know right this instant, and we can have you killed off before we start the new season easy. I have hungry,amazingactors lining up to take your place on thishitTV show. So what will it be, Mr. Jared?”

AJ sat there, nostrils flaring like a raging fucking bull, even though he was more similar to a kitten. The thought made me chuckle, causing him to look my way, hating with his bitch ass.

“It’s cool,” he murmured.

“What was that? I need to hear some confidence, Mr. Jared, before we send out season six contracts. Especially since Unique is getting a raise. Perfect timing for me to cast your replacement, who will give me less lip, and I won’t have to pay as much.” Tamira folded her arms, tapping her foot impatiently as she awaited his answer.

“I said it’s cool.” He projected a bit more.

“Great!” She clapped her hands before winking at me. AJ saw the whole thing, and it made me feel uneasy.

The meeting wrapped up about twenty minutes later with Tamira stating that Kiki and the writers’ room were already deep into the season six script, and we would be back filming the show sooner than usual. I didn’t know how to feel about that since my agent and I had planned for me to use this time off to do some movies. That shit was necessary for me to even possibly be considered becoming a part of the Prevail superhero franchise.

For now, though, I wouldn’t say shit. The meeting had been hot enough, and at the end of the day, maybe Audrey and I could find a work around.