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Jett and his reputation, and decided she had better suck this
up. Probably happened all the time around his place. While walking to the
baggage claim area, Sam’s cell phone rang and Jordan's name appeared on the
display.
    “Hey, little sister, where are you?” boomed Jordan.
    “Just landed at LAX.”
    “So, you’ve got the interview tomorrow? I spoke with Mom,
and is she ever ticked off at the two of us. Says I’m sending you down the path
to your demise.” Jordan chuckled.
    “She just doesn’t want me to leave, but I’m going through
with this.”
    “Where are you staying tonight?” asked Jordan.
    “At the Hilton. Jett’s driver is picking me up tomorrow
morning around eleven. I fly home on Friday. I’m kind of nervous. Maybe, I lead
too prudent of a life for a rock star.”
    “It’s exactly what Jett is looking for. You’ll be fine.
Listen, I gotta run. Playing a gig with Trace Adkins.”
    “Country? You’re playing with him?” Sam shook her head in
disbelief.
    “Hey, a musician is a musician. Keep me posted.”
    “Okay.” Sam hung up the phone and reached the baggage area. She
saw the limo service she had hired and he packed up her bags and drove her to
the hotel. Once inside, she kicked off her shoes and looked around. “I could
get used to this,” she murmured as she plopped on the oversized bed and turned
on the television. Her phone rang again displaying her friend Deb's number.
    “Sam, how are you? You made it okay?”
    “Yeah. You should see this place, Deb. It’s awesome.” Sam rolled
around on the luxurious bed.
    “Of course you’re going to check out Rodeo Drive?”
    “Not this time. Maybe after I get the job. Oh, I have to
tell you. Something totally gross happened on the plane.” Sam proceeded to tell
her about Robin and John. “Can you believe it?”
    “Yes I can, Sam. Sometime it just happens. Maybe it’s not a
one night stand. You are too overly cautious. Learn to live, relax a little,”
suggested Deb.
    “You mean you’d kiss someone you just met on a plane? Really?”
    “Yeah, I would.” Deb smiled at Sam’s doubts.
    “Oh.” Sam tried to process this information. “I guess I
haven’t met anyone where I’d feel something like that.”
    “One day. Listen, it’s late here and I’ve got to run. Call
me and tell me how it goes. I’m so excited for you!”
    “Me, too!” Sam hung up the phone and became lost in thought.
Would she ever meet someone where she’d be knocked over by a feather? Sighing,
she got off the bed and unpacked her things. She could have easily gone to bed,
but Jordan had told her to stay up late so she wouldn’t get jet lag. Freshening
up, Sam changed her clothes and headed down to the bar at the hotel for dinner
with her laptop in tow.
     
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    Ian Andrews' mood went from good to bad pretty quickly. His
flight from Maui to LAX had been delayed and the airlines had ‘misplaced’ his
luggage. He really hadn’t wanted to come here at all because he hated Los
Angeles and his friend, Jett Robinson, could be his most trying client. Ian,
being a top architect in the Maui area, had been hired by Jett to remodel the
house Jett had just purchased from a rap star having financial difficulties.
Jett had gotten it at a steal, but wanted to do some major renovations. Jett’s
tour schedule would not allow him to come to Maui and all attempts at faxing ideas
and suggestions had wreaked havoc. Jett had flown Ian in for a lengthy meeting
to go over details to get the ball rolling
     Ian strolled angrily through the lobby of the Beverly Hills
Hilton impervious to the 'come on' looks from the females in the area. He had
learned long ago that his good looks were more of a curse than a blessing. After
one failed relationship, female companionship rated last on his list. Ian
opened the door of his room and crashed on the bed. Ian sank into the luxurious
mattress all but engulfing him. His phone rang and he ignored it, not in the
mood to talk to