gardener your parents so desperately wanted to invite.” Jane stated.
“Shit, I’m sorry Jane. I didn’t know. What a fucking bastard, do I need to mess him up? I know how to swing a bat pretty well,” Michael said with a wink.
Jane sighed, “Thanks Michael, but last I heard George got fired and is now living in his sisters basement, working for himself, aka unemployed and mooching. Karma always comes back to bite you in the butt.”
Brady was surprised by Jane’s attitude. God she was strong and a little feisty, he liked that. If he were in her position he would be wallowing in self-pity. If he were in her position? He was in her position at one point in time. That Hollywood devil bitch Laney Johnson fucked him over big time. She made it seem like she was in love with him when she wasn’t, even though he gave her his whole heart. Come to find out, she was getting quite snuggly with her co-star on her latest movie. He was devastated when he found out she was cheating on him. But of course the media spun their relationship in a whole new direction, depicting him as the asshole breaking the heart of America’s sweetheart. Sometimes you can never win.
Brady’s relationship with Laney was a mess from the beginning but she had a way of trapping a man. She made it seem like she was the sweetest woman you would ever meet but deep down she had the devil in her. She would always get what she wanted, make promises and break them and she would use her body as a weapon. Her body was one hell of a lethal weapon. Brady had the hardest time resisting her. Somehow she would mess something up between them whether it was forgetting his birthday, not showing up for a game she promised she would be at or backing out of planned vacations, then she would always use her body as an apology and Brady always accepted until he found out she cheated on him. That was the end of Brady dealing with her devil ways.
The group was talking about local restaurants when he tuned back into the conversation and tried to part from the bad memories of Laney. Jane seemed shy, although he didn’t know why, someone who dressed like that was looking for attention. She had vixen written all over her but carried herself in a way that was genuine and attractive. He wanted to get to know her better. He leaned over to her ear so she could hear him over all the music.
“Hey sweetheart, can I get you another drink?”
Jane crossed her legs, showing off the most amazing bronze tan he had ever seen and said, “You can get me a drink, but by no means am I your sweetheart.”
Hello! Yes, she was feisty. He called the waiter over and ordered her another drink. This was going to be harder then he thought, or maybe he was just out of practice. All he knew was that he was excited and up for the challenge. The gossip magazines always made it seem like he was dating someone new every night but the pictures were either old pictures or pictures of him with just friends, which of course heaven forbid he should have female friends. He actually hadn’t dated someone in two years. It was just too difficult especially now that he was a bit of a celebrity. Every woman threw themselves at him just so they could have a piece of him and his paycheck.
He was interested in Jane though, she didn’t seem like the average girl. There was something in her eyes that showed innocence and purity which he liked about her. Plus she had a real fire to her and her body was something to drool over. Yes, he would pursue this woman. Thank you Michael for being little Mikey in college and best friends with these two vixens.
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Oh my god, Brady was actually hitting on her. It had to be the dress. Her face must be just as red as the dress itself. What was she thinking? She was so embarrassed and so not used to getting any real attention from men, let alone from famous men. When she shook his hand she swore they bonded right on the spot but she was not going to fall for