Shoot My Shot: A Nashville Love Story by Glitz

Author:Glitz [Glitz]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B0BMH1YL8F
Goodreads: 63329273
Publisher: Twyla T. Presents, LLC
Published: 2022-11-14T05:00:00+00:00

12

Almost two weeks had passed since Emilia brought Xanth home with her. Xanth hadn’t really been dealing with her like that, so in return she was giving Cassidy the silent treatment. Her and Xanth were at their photoshoot for their yearly calendar which had been a fan favorite for the past three years. Emilia felt the tension between them, and she hated it. She didn’t care that they couldn’t have sex no more, she just wanted her friend back. Cassidy thought she was trying to be sneaky but she wasn’t. It had been plenty of nights where they just chilled. They didn’t have sex every time they were together. The pair were friends before anything.

“This way, Xanth!” the photographer called out.

She was in her feelings with everybody. Knox and Emilia had hurt her. She had involuntarily build a wall up against them both. Xanth wasn’t as mad with Emilia like she was with Knox. He could have stepped out and whispered like he did with Nitty. The fact that he didn’t spoke volumes. She sucked her teeth as she laid under Emilia in body paint. It was their last look, and she was ready for it to be over. The photographer snapped a few more shots, then he was done.

Xanth jumped up, grabbing her dress. She pulled it over her head, then grabbed her phone. It had been ringing nonstop all day. She stepped into a pair of Crocs then grabbed her bag with all her clothes.

“Can we talk?” Emilia followed her outside to her jeep.

Xanth tossed her bag in the back seat before turning to face her. “I’m not mad at you, Emilia.”

“Right, that’s why you calling me by my real name.”

“I’m not mad, I kind of felt a way but it’s not your fault. We’re good,” Xanth promised her, opening her door.

“I can make us better than good,” Emilia flirted while Xanth got in the driver seat.

“That’s the problem now, focus on your husband bitch,” Xanth teased.

`“I don’t give a fuck about that nigga, you know that, he knows that, the fuck. Let me take you out of town so we can make up the right way.”

“Okay. When we leaving?” Xanth asked, thinking with the pulse in between her legs.

She knew she was playing a dangerous game with Emilia but in her opinion, Emilia was her bitch first.

“I’ll let you know later.” Emilia closed her door.

Xanth drove home and got in the shower to wash all the paint from her body. She sat on her bed in a robe, scanning her missed call log. Walking in her closet, she got dressed in a hot pink zip-up jacket with the matching pants. On her feet were a pair of all white Balenciaga sneakers. Her real hair was sleeked back into a low ponytail. She got in her Benz without an ounce of makeup on other than clear gloss and headed to her destination. Nitty opened the door for her, granting her access to one of his many homes.

“Agua.” He smirked, kissing her cheek.

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