Audition - Southern Belles Part 1 (Erotic Romance Series) by Amanda Heartley Read Free Book Online Page B

laughed, trying to get her to loosen up.
    “I just wish I could do something…something to make him feel as crappy as he made me feel. Asshole.”
    “And I’m sure there are hundreds of other girls that feel the same way.”
    “Hundreds?”
    “Yes Ma’am. He’s always taking hoochies up in there. He’s a man whore, I’m not lyin’…” his eyes widened, “Oh God, honey, please tell me you used protection.”
    “Yes, we did. Do you know who these girls are?”
    “I could find out easily, I mean Gertie is all over that. She’s like fuckin’ CIA or something.”
    “Could you ask her? I wonder who these girls are and if they ever got any good parts.”
    “Maybe. I mean most of the younger girls are called back only for a fuck, they think if they give him a piece, he’s gonna give them the part. Just like you. It happens all the frickin’ time. I know some of them will be at the office next Friday, since the bastard’s birthday is on Saturday. They’re still tryin’ to fuck that dick head for lead parts.”
    “This Saturday? It’s his birthday? Do you know if he has a date?
    He shook his head, “No, honey, next Saturday, I’ll find out. I’m his assistant; I know everything that man does. Well… except what goes on behind closed doors. Okay, yeah, I know all about that too. Just not with you.”
    Drumming her fingers on the coffee table, “Hmmmm …. I’ve got to think. I may have an idea.”
    “Oh, honey what is it – what? I wanna know. Oooh, I love surprises” He giggled and leaned in to listen to her plan.
     
    *****

Chapter 10
     
    When Annie got home from work the next day, she found a message from an unknown number in Georgia waiting on her phone. No one ever called her house phone; people knew to call her cell if they needed her. She flopped down onto the couch, kicking off her shoes and hit the play button.
    “Annie, darlin’,” a feminine voice with a thick southern drawl sounded over the phone. “This is Maybell, from ICU at Mountain View General. I’m just calling about your grandpa. I need you to call me as soon as you can. The number is 555-1234. Just ask for Maybell in ICU. Thanks, honey and goodbye.”
    Annie paled. Her grandfathe r had raised her in the little podunk town of Mountain View. He was obviously an old man, he had to be in his 80’s after all, but Annie was terrified of what they might tell her. She dialed the number back right away, listening to the slightly tinny noise of the old country phone line.
    “Mountain View General Hospital, this is Jessica, how may I help you?”
    Annie took a deep breath. “ Hello Jessica, this is Annie Gibbons. May I speak to Maybell in ICU?”
    “Yes, Ma’am, I’ll transfer you.” 
    Annie tapped her foot nervously; the answer from the other end couldn’t come soon enough. Shit. My grandpa.
    “ICU, this is Maybell”
    “ Maybell, it’s Annie, what’s going on with my grandpa?”
    She heard Maybell take a deep breath to match her own. “How are you honey?  Is Hollywood treating you well?”
    Annie had tried more than once to explain to the folks back home that she was living in L.A., but no one seemed to grasp the concept. “Yes, Maybell, I’m doing great. You called – is Grandpa okay?”
    She heard a hesitation in Maybell’s voice, and then she said, quiet and soft. “Are you sitting down baby girl? You might want to.”
    Annie sat up on the couch, her stomach sinking. No one in Mountain View told you to sit down for anything but terrible news. “I’m sitting Maybell. What’s wrong with my grandpa? What’s going on?”
    Maybell cleared her throat. “Well sugar, your grandpa ain’t doin’ too well. He’s here in the hospital, In ICU. Might not be with us for too much longer.”
    Annie took a long deep breath, her head spinning. “Grandpa’s sick?”
    “'Fraid so, sugar.”  Maybell said. Annie could hear the sadness in her voice. Everyone in Mountain View loved her grandfather. It was impossible to not