Secret Relations: Women in Hollywood, Book 1

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Authors: Sheila M. Goss
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frustration he felt. Charlotte’s need to keep their relationship a secret was beginning to take its toll on him. It upset him when he first saw Allen with Charlotte. He felt some relief when he discovered Allen truly was just one of her friends. Sweat dripped from his forehead as he sparred with the boxing bag in front of him. He punched the bag over and over.
    “Somebody must have pissed you off, the way you’re hitting that bag,” Priscilla blurted, walking in wearing a short white mini skirt and low cut lime green blouse holding her iPad.
    Sean stopped briefly. He picked up a nearby towel and wiped the sweat from his face and neck. “It’s Sunday. What are you doing here?”
    “Your tour starts this week so there were a few things I needed to do today like finalize your schedule and follow up with a few people.” Priscilla walked near him and looked him up and down. “Your fans will appreciate how hard you work out.”
    “I do it for the ladies.” Sean went and grabbed a bottle of water from the mini refrigerator and drank it.
    “I have a question about the after party. Who do you want on the list?”
    “The usual people,” Sean responded. “Oh and don’t forget Charlotte and Jason.”
    “Will do.”
    “Be sure you spell her name correctly, two t’s, because I don’t want there to be any problems,” Sean said.
    “C-h-a-r-l-o-t-t-e, I know how to spell her name.”
    “Good. Just want to make sure there are no misunderstandings.”
    “Sean, I wasn’t going to say anything, but I don’t want to see you ruin your career over some woman.”
    Sean sat down on his weight bench. “What are you talking about?” Sean sounded irritated.
    “I care about what happens to you. I don’t want to see you get hurt.”
    “Besides this Dana situation, all is well in my world, “Sean stated.
    “It could get worse if you keep messing around with Charlotte. She used to date the rapper Big Boss and he said she tried to ruin his career. You can look it up. It’s all over the internet.” Priscilla tapped on her iPhone. She then placed it in front of Sean.
    Sean moved it out of his way. “I don’t need to see it. I know all about Darryl and his lies.” Sean leaned back on the bench and lifted the weights up and down. “This conversation is over.”
    “But, Sean—”
    Sean started counting his lifts out loud, ignoring Priscilla.
    Priscilla finally seemed to get the point and left him alone. He stopped when she was out of earshot. He placed the weights on the bar then sat up.
    He located his cell phone, and dialed Charlotte’s number. He got her voicemail. “Charlotte, I really need to see you. I’ll be over around four.”
    Charlotte’s plan to lounge around the house alone got interrupted. Someone repeatedly held down the doorbell. Wearing a jogging suit and a scarf around her head, she got up from the sofa and went to the door.
    She looked through the window first and then opened the door. “Sean, what’s wrong?”
    Sean, dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, stood holding several grocery bags in the doorway. “I left a message informing you I would be coming,” he said.
    He walked inside without waiting to be invited in.
    “My phone’s on silent. I didn’t want to be disturbed.” Charlotte closed the door. “The way you were ringing the doorbell, I thought something bad had happened.”
    “I’m going to cook for you,” Sean boasted. “Direct me to the kitchen.”
    “Hold up. You don’t just come in someone else’s house and tell them what you’re going to do. For all you know I’ve already eaten,” she snapped.
    “Have you?” Sean asked.
    “No, but that’s not the point.”
    Sean ignored Charlotte’s rant and walked through the house with Charlotte on his heels.
    “Where’s your seasoning? I forgot to get some when I was at the store,” Sean said, as he placed the bags on the counter.
    “I haven’t given you permission to use my kitchen, yet.”
    “I don’t need it.

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