Cash (Hawthorne Brothers Romance)

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Hawthorne’s girlfriend. 
    I thought it would be okay, though. I wasn’t a bad person, neither was Cash, and it wasn’t like I was going to get wrapped up in some scandal or news headline that would embarrass me and hurt Cash. I was, for all intents and purposes, normal, and that wasn’t going to change just because I was having sex with a celebrity.
    I locked my phone, setting it on my nightstand before turning off the rope lights and sliding down into my bed. I flipped the bottom of the comforter in like a sleeping bag, keeping it tight, and rolled onto my side. I knew I was going to be heading into something very new, but new can be good, and I knew this was a good kind of new that would be great. 

Chapter Eleven
     
    Cash
     
    “Any big plans tonight?” Melina, one of the makeup artists, asked.
    “Actually, I’m going out tonight. I’m pretty excited,” I said, smiling.
    “Big group going? Those nights out can be pretty fun, speaking from experience,” she said.
    “Just one other person, no group,” I said, rubbing my hands together. I hadn’t really talked about Jenna to anybody yet, not even my brothers, and we were close. 
    It had to do with the jinx in me. I felt like if I said anything too soon, at least to people who really mattered, I’d mess it up. Then they would ask me about it and her and I’d have to embarrassingly tell them that it ended and didn’t work out and then I’d be back to square one. It had happened a few times before, even in high school, and I vowed not to let it happen again.
    “Ooh, a girl,” she said as Charlie perked up.
    “You didn’t tell me you were seeing anybody!” he said.
    “I’m not, I don’t think. I don’t want to jinx it!” I said.
    “You deserve a great girl. You work so hard, you stay out of trouble, and you’re as handsome as all hell. Treat her right and good things will follow,” Melina said.
    Melina was sort of like a surrogate mother here. She worked on my first movie as well, and she took it upon herself to act motherly to me and the rest of the younger cast and crew. I thought she was in her fifties, so it was definitely believable that she could be our mother. It was nice having somebody like her around, especially considering my own mother wasn’t out here. 
    “You’re going to have to fill me in sometime, bro,” Charlie said.
    I went back to my thoughts, a little embarrassed if I was being honest, and let Melina finish up work before I looked in the mirror and saw my flawless skin and hair. It was just a shame I couldn’t look this airbrush-ready at all times. I’d never have to worry about a pimple ever again.
    I went on set, leaving Charlie behind as David called for me to begin shooting. It was one of the final action scenes of the movie, involving me jumping from a helicopter, which I was happy to say wasn’t really the case. Instead we had part of a helicopter with a green screen behind it, as well as green screen-wrapped foam blocks for support and for me to jump onto. It was so fascinating to see how all this actually worked. The finished product always gave me chills, even though I knew how it actually went down. I was five feet off the ground at max, not five thousand.
    I grouped up, getting onto the helicopter, before smoke rolled in and David called action. I fought off some bad guys, tossing them off without parachutes, before I grabbed the last parachute off a dead guy and strapped it onto myself. I jumped out onto the platform, and David called cut, ending the scene happy with how it turned out. Now just to film me falling through the air and pulling my cord before we had our movie magic.
    •••
    I stood in front of my bathroom mirror later that night before I shaved off the small amount of five o’clock shadow along my cheeks and jaw line. I told Jenna it would be beach casual, but I didn’t tell her what we were doing or where we were going. I had on slim-fit khaki slacks and a white shirt, no tie, with a

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