Orlando (Blackmail Book 1) by Spears Crystal

Author:Spears, Crystal [Spears, Crystal]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: General Fiction
Publisher: Crystal D. Spears Books
Published: 2014-10-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Part One

Friday

You told him to do what?

Working this close with Orlando is more than difficult. It is almost impossible. Everything between us seems off. At least when we were younger, we knew how to keep our distance. As adults, it is a lot harder. When he first met Neri, it was one of the hardest things for me. With the paparazzi, everything is broadcast loud and clear. I had to watch them publicly fall madly in love. Watching the man you love fall in love with another woman, is heartbreaking and tragic.

The moment I realized I had lost any chance of maybe being with Orlando was at the premiere of one of Neri’s movies I attended for publicity. He whispered, “Hello Bucket,” and I, of course, blushed and ran to the bathroom later on to bawl my eyes out. Orlando will never know how much it gutted me to watch him love another woman.

A knock sounds at my door, and my heart speeds up, knowing Orlando is on the other side. He is the only one that would dare bother me without calling ahead first.

“Open the damn door, Bucket. I know you’re in there,” he shouts through the thin wood.

With timid steps, I stroll towards the door, my hand going to the knob and turning it. When I crack the door open, I lean against the frame and peer at him. His shoes are in one hand, his feet covered in sand, and the saddest look on his face.

“What do you want, Orlando?” I speak my words soft as a whisper.

His empty hand lifts and pushes against the door. I stumble backwards, losing my grip on the frame.

“We’re going to figure this out,” he says as he stalks past me.

Figure what out? He’s freaking still married, for god’s sake. I kick at the door to shut it. I’m not an angry person. I hate what anger makes a person say and do. It is one emotion the world could use less of, and here I am experiencing the one thing I hate to freaking feel.

“Orlando, you need to go,” I say as I turn towards him.

He drops his shoes to the floor, and his green eyes glare at me as I move towards my chair. It looks like I’m not the only one feeling a little anger right now.

“You haven’t spoken a word to me, not even when I was directing. What’s going on with you?” He follows my lead and sits in the other chair.

Should I tell him the truth? Should I admit everything, from past to present? Falling in love with your best friend is never something I would suggest doing. In fact, I would go above and beyond to advise others not to follow my lead. It is tragic to your heart.

“I don’t know what you want me to say,” I say as I get comfortable in my chair. Well, as comfortable as a person can get, when her body is itching to be near the person sitting close to her.

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