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head, praying this is what I’m supposed to do.
    She snuggles closer into me and I feel empowered by her actions.  I slip my tongue into her mouth and take a second to explore the wet warmth.  She jumps in surprise, but doesn’t back away.  After a few seconds, her tongue joins in with mine and I wonder whether I’ll ever experience anything this mind blowing again.
    We kiss for a while longer, long enough to feel comfortable.  Neither of us admits it to the other, but we both know the truth.
    We were each other’s first kiss.
    “Grant Andrews,” I snap back from the memory to my name being called.  I hope it was only called once.
    A blonde with a headset on and a clipboard in hand is looking around.  Ugh, why is it always a blonde?  I raise my hand and walk toward her.
    “Are you ready?” she asks, eyeing me up and down.
    I give her a smile that says I own this shit and nod.  She has no idea how ready I am.  I have been preparing for this day for the last four years.
    I walk behind the blonde assistant, checking out her ass as we go.  She peeks back at me over her shoulder and smiles.  If she were a brunette, I would absolutely be taking her home with me after this audition, but her golden locks have already turned me off.  I smile back and watch a blush creep over her cheeks.
    Too easy of a target.
    She stops in front of a door and turns to face me.  With a shy smile, she says, “Good luck.  I hope you get the part.”
    “Thanks,” I reply.
    I wanted to say, “I bet you say that to everyone,” but I can tell she’s affected by me.  I give her a wink before I walk in and watch her cheeks become pink again before she rushes off.
    I walk through the door feeling confident I can win this part.  Knowing Tucker is in this room has no bearing on what will happen.  If anything, it fuels me to be even better.  Failure is not an option.
    I scan the room and I know I have this.  Eddie Carmichael is the first person I notice.  His height alone would make him stand out, but the fedora and shades he’s famous for wearing are present today, as expected.  I introduce myself to him and answer his questions in a professional manner.  There’s no gushing over how amazing or talented I think he is.  I’ve done enough research on him to know he can’t stand the praise.
    Eddie introduces me to everyone else in the room, starting with Tucker.  The hardest part of the audition is holding back my hatred as I smile and shake his hand.  It’s no surprise to me that he is beside Eddie.  In my studies on Eddie and Tucker, I found out that they are close; some even say best friends.  I don’t know if you can truly have friends in this business, but they seem to have a bond.
    Going down the line, he introduces me to Davyd Viktry.  I already know this is Eddie’s right hand man on the writing team.  The way he’s eyeing me, I can tell he’s interested in me for more than a role on the show.  His eyes bore right through me, trying to see into my mind.  He wants to know whether I like men or women.  When he smirks, I can’t help but wonder what he thinks he sees.
    People’s eyes are the gateway to their thoughts, desires, secrets...to their very souls. You just have to get them to look at you. It's like a buffet, waiting for you to take what you want.
    I filter through the mental files I have on every person in the room until I get to Davyd.  I remember he has a wife named Emma.
    I wonder if Emma knows her husband plays for the other team.
    Davyd reluctantly lets go of my hand and I can feel his eyes on me as I walk to meet Angela Bickford next.  She’s a seasoned producer who has worked on several TV shows.  She went from producing movies to TV because she said she wanted to make weekly movies.  After everything I’ve read, I determined she followed Eddie here.  It’s not a romantic thing…well, not in the “girl meets boy, girl crushes on boy” sense of the word romantic.  I think she has