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Authors: Andria Large, M.D. Saperstein
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Chance: Like just Elton?
Parker: I said less gay, dickhead
Chance: You weren’t asking for less gay while I had my tongue down your throat
Radio silence. And with that, I slid my phone back into my pocket and enjoyed the rest of my day with my new friends, er, Parker’s friends.
Chapter Six
Parker
I am exhausted. Not the ‘I stayed up late getting laid exhausted.’ Or the ‘I was at a Hollywood premier with A List celebrities exhausted.’ We’re talking the ‘I work all day and then stay up to feed two screaming babies all night exhausted.’ I don’t care what anybody says - being a parent is the most thankless, stressful, grueling, yet rewarding, pleasure filling job. These girls fill my heart and suck the life out of me at the same time. It is the best worst thing I have ever experienced.
It’s been a little over a month since the Christening, and I have been going over to their house after work three to four times a week, trying to help Charlie and give her a break and time to rest. Calvin works nights and even though he has been trying to get home earlier than his usual, I don’t want them to be alone. Plus, I have to live up to my godfatherly duties. I don’t take that shit lightly. Fuck, maybe I should stop swearing so much. Crap! I did it again.
Delilah and I finally convinced them to hire a night nanny to help them so that they can get some sleep. You may know her, actually. Her name is Carmella. She works at Nick’s firm, and was friends with Delilah’s mother. When Delilah found out that she was pregnant, they asked her if she would like to be their full time nanny and she was so flattered. She took the job, but in the meantime, she is going to help with the twins. I will still go over to see my girls, but it definitely frees up my nights. I need a woman.
Chance and I successfully finished out our week of punishment together. After the dinner party and whole hospital scene, I grew a new respect for him. That made it easier to be a little nicer. It’s been over a month, and there hasn’t been any new incidents on set or off. We get along in a professional manner. Cordial, I guess you can say. It certainly helps that we haven’t yet filmed any intimate scenes or any that make me uncomfortable around him. Shockingly, he hasn’t invaded my personal space again, involuntarily or on purpose.
We don’t socialize outside of work. There have been a few instances that the crew invited us both out for happy hour or a party and we both ended up there, but we would just say hello then keep our distance. Like I said, cordial. And that’s exactly what happened tonight.
I am at a local bar to celebrate one of the crewmembers’ birthdays and Chance is here. He is on the other side of the bar talking to some leggy blonde. I don’t enjoy picking up randoms in bars. It’s too risky in our profession, that’s why I stick with Club M. While checking out the blonde’s ass, I accidentally make eye contact with Chance. He raises an eyebrow, then his glass of water in acknowledgment. I raise my beer back at him, then swivel around on my stool to face the bartender, hoping he gets the hint that I don’t want to socialize with him.
Chance
This blonde is working my last nerve. Don’t get me wrong, she is sexy as fuck, but all she wants to talk about is trying to break in to the business. Show business. All I want to do is break into her business. But the more I talk to her, the more I find myself thinking about a different gorgeous blonde. One that is right over her shoulder. One that just gave me the most smoldering look. One that I really want to get my lips on again. One that won’t let me touch him. I think it’s time to remedy that. I ditch the chick and walk over to where he is sitting.
"I think we need to get together tonight and get this shit over with so that we'll be more comfortable when the time comes to do it on camera. We were
Chance: Like just Elton?
Parker: I said less gay, dickhead
Chance: You weren’t asking for less gay while I had my tongue down your throat
Radio silence. And with that, I slid my phone back into my pocket and enjoyed the rest of my day with my new friends, er, Parker’s friends.
Chapter Six
Parker
I am exhausted. Not the ‘I stayed up late getting laid exhausted.’ Or the ‘I was at a Hollywood premier with A List celebrities exhausted.’ We’re talking the ‘I work all day and then stay up to feed two screaming babies all night exhausted.’ I don’t care what anybody says - being a parent is the most thankless, stressful, grueling, yet rewarding, pleasure filling job. These girls fill my heart and suck the life out of me at the same time. It is the best worst thing I have ever experienced.
It’s been a little over a month since the Christening, and I have been going over to their house after work three to four times a week, trying to help Charlie and give her a break and time to rest. Calvin works nights and even though he has been trying to get home earlier than his usual, I don’t want them to be alone. Plus, I have to live up to my godfatherly duties. I don’t take that shit lightly. Fuck, maybe I should stop swearing so much. Crap! I did it again.
Delilah and I finally convinced them to hire a night nanny to help them so that they can get some sleep. You may know her, actually. Her name is Carmella. She works at Nick’s firm, and was friends with Delilah’s mother. When Delilah found out that she was pregnant, they asked her if she would like to be their full time nanny and she was so flattered. She took the job, but in the meantime, she is going to help with the twins. I will still go over to see my girls, but it definitely frees up my nights. I need a woman.
Chance and I successfully finished out our week of punishment together. After the dinner party and whole hospital scene, I grew a new respect for him. That made it easier to be a little nicer. It’s been over a month, and there hasn’t been any new incidents on set or off. We get along in a professional manner. Cordial, I guess you can say. It certainly helps that we haven’t yet filmed any intimate scenes or any that make me uncomfortable around him. Shockingly, he hasn’t invaded my personal space again, involuntarily or on purpose.
We don’t socialize outside of work. There have been a few instances that the crew invited us both out for happy hour or a party and we both ended up there, but we would just say hello then keep our distance. Like I said, cordial. And that’s exactly what happened tonight.
I am at a local bar to celebrate one of the crewmembers’ birthdays and Chance is here. He is on the other side of the bar talking to some leggy blonde. I don’t enjoy picking up randoms in bars. It’s too risky in our profession, that’s why I stick with Club M. While checking out the blonde’s ass, I accidentally make eye contact with Chance. He raises an eyebrow, then his glass of water in acknowledgment. I raise my beer back at him, then swivel around on my stool to face the bartender, hoping he gets the hint that I don’t want to socialize with him.
Chance
This blonde is working my last nerve. Don’t get me wrong, she is sexy as fuck, but all she wants to talk about is trying to break in to the business. Show business. All I want to do is break into her business. But the more I talk to her, the more I find myself thinking about a different gorgeous blonde. One that is right over her shoulder. One that just gave me the most smoldering look. One that I really want to get my lips on again. One that won’t let me touch him. I think it’s time to remedy that. I ditch the chick and walk over to where he is sitting.
"I think we need to get together tonight and get this shit over with so that we'll be more comfortable when the time comes to do it on camera. We were
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