Valentine.” She cocks an eyebrow smugly, and it takes all I have to resist the urge to smack her.
Sensing my discomfort, Skyler chimes in, “I’ll be there, too, and Dave will be joining us later.”
Caitlin laughs. “Good, I’m glad. Dave is one fine man. You’d better watch out, Skyler, or I might just try to steal him.” She winks playfully.
“I’m not worried,” Skyler mutters under her breath, a polite smile plastered on her face. She asks Caitlin to go find Patrick so we can start the show. As Caitlin walks away, she makes a point to sway her hips.
I hear Jackson clear his throat and I look up to see him staring at me intently, making me feel uncomfortable. He turns to Skyler and asks her to go check something with the camera crew, leaving just the two of us alone on the stage.
He looks back at me and asks, “Lucia, could you please go get Meghan and Steven?” I nod and turn in the direction of the dressing room when I feel him grab my arm, making me stop. I turn around and see him holding a chocolate, heart-shaped lollipop. “Here,” he says, thrusting the lollipop in my direction. “Every woman should get chocolate on Valentine’s Day.” I take the chocolate, confused, and open my mouth to thank him, but he abruptly turns and walks away.
A few minutes later I’m standing next to Jackson and Skyler, watching Patrick interview Meghan Moore and Steven Black. They are sitting next to each other on a red love seat, holding hands, smiling, and joyfully answering all of Patrick questions. The show is nearing its end, and Patrick has time for one final question.
Choosing carefully, Patrick asks, “It’s obvious that the two of you are in love. I’m going to ask the question that every single person in our audience wants the answer to: How do you know that you’ve found the right person?”
Steven and Meghan look at each other and smile. Steven simply says, “Because I’m a better person thanks to her; she makes me a better person.”
Meghan blushes and turns her head away, her long, dark hair swinging behind her. Her chocolate–colored eyes sparkle, and I can sense authentic happiness in her smile.
Patrick smiles and asks, “And just how do you find love?”
Meghan smiles, “It’s not about
finding
love, it’s about opening up and allowing yourself to
be
loved.” She turns to Steven and tousles his hair as they both laugh. “Everybody deserves that.”
I turn to Skyler and see tears falling from her eyes. I glance at Jackson and see him staring at me, but he quickly averts his gaze when our eyes meet. Perplexed, I turn my attention back to a crying Skyler, who is now dabbing at her cheeks with a tissue.
I rub her back in an attempt to be comforting and she leans over, whispering, “I know exactly how they feel. I finally found my love, and it’s the best feeling in the world.”
After spending the day drinking a variety of liquors, I’m feeling light-headed and relaxed. After the show wrapped, a group of people from work headed to a bar near the studio to have our own Valentine’s Day celebration. For the past hour, I have been sitting with Skyler, listening to her talk about her perfect relationship with Dave, which only makes me want to drink more. Don’t get me wrong, I’m truly happy for Skyler. But for a single person, talking about love, marriage, and relationships on Valentine’s Day is about as enjoyable as stubbing your toe.
To make matters worse, I keep catching Jackson staring at me, which is making me feel all hot and bothered. He’s spent most of his time talking to some of the crew members and drinking beer, with Caitlin flittering about by his side. She’s been laughing at his every joke, touching his arm lovingly, and leaning in to whisper things in his ear—not that it bothers me or anything. I’m tipsy enough that Caitlin and Jackson could have sex on the bar right now and it wouldn’t bother me one bit.
I feel a hand on my shoulder and turn to see a
Sensing my discomfort, Skyler chimes in, “I’ll be there, too, and Dave will be joining us later.”
Caitlin laughs. “Good, I’m glad. Dave is one fine man. You’d better watch out, Skyler, or I might just try to steal him.” She winks playfully.
“I’m not worried,” Skyler mutters under her breath, a polite smile plastered on her face. She asks Caitlin to go find Patrick so we can start the show. As Caitlin walks away, she makes a point to sway her hips.
I hear Jackson clear his throat and I look up to see him staring at me intently, making me feel uncomfortable. He turns to Skyler and asks her to go check something with the camera crew, leaving just the two of us alone on the stage.
He looks back at me and asks, “Lucia, could you please go get Meghan and Steven?” I nod and turn in the direction of the dressing room when I feel him grab my arm, making me stop. I turn around and see him holding a chocolate, heart-shaped lollipop. “Here,” he says, thrusting the lollipop in my direction. “Every woman should get chocolate on Valentine’s Day.” I take the chocolate, confused, and open my mouth to thank him, but he abruptly turns and walks away.
A few minutes later I’m standing next to Jackson and Skyler, watching Patrick interview Meghan Moore and Steven Black. They are sitting next to each other on a red love seat, holding hands, smiling, and joyfully answering all of Patrick questions. The show is nearing its end, and Patrick has time for one final question.
Choosing carefully, Patrick asks, “It’s obvious that the two of you are in love. I’m going to ask the question that every single person in our audience wants the answer to: How do you know that you’ve found the right person?”
Steven and Meghan look at each other and smile. Steven simply says, “Because I’m a better person thanks to her; she makes me a better person.”
Meghan blushes and turns her head away, her long, dark hair swinging behind her. Her chocolate–colored eyes sparkle, and I can sense authentic happiness in her smile.
Patrick smiles and asks, “And just how do you find love?”
Meghan smiles, “It’s not about
finding
love, it’s about opening up and allowing yourself to
be
loved.” She turns to Steven and tousles his hair as they both laugh. “Everybody deserves that.”
I turn to Skyler and see tears falling from her eyes. I glance at Jackson and see him staring at me, but he quickly averts his gaze when our eyes meet. Perplexed, I turn my attention back to a crying Skyler, who is now dabbing at her cheeks with a tissue.
I rub her back in an attempt to be comforting and she leans over, whispering, “I know exactly how they feel. I finally found my love, and it’s the best feeling in the world.”
After spending the day drinking a variety of liquors, I’m feeling light-headed and relaxed. After the show wrapped, a group of people from work headed to a bar near the studio to have our own Valentine’s Day celebration. For the past hour, I have been sitting with Skyler, listening to her talk about her perfect relationship with Dave, which only makes me want to drink more. Don’t get me wrong, I’m truly happy for Skyler. But for a single person, talking about love, marriage, and relationships on Valentine’s Day is about as enjoyable as stubbing your toe.
To make matters worse, I keep catching Jackson staring at me, which is making me feel all hot and bothered. He’s spent most of his time talking to some of the crew members and drinking beer, with Caitlin flittering about by his side. She’s been laughing at his every joke, touching his arm lovingly, and leaning in to whisper things in his ear—not that it bothers me or anything. I’m tipsy enough that Caitlin and Jackson could have sex on the bar right now and it wouldn’t bother me one bit.
I feel a hand on my shoulder and turn to see a
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