The Winner Takes It All (Love in L.A. Book 3)

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to freshen up before joining the audience back in the auditorium. When it was Keri’s turn, they cheered her on. She’d chosen a song by Pink, Fuckin’ Perfect , of course editing out the profanity since it was a family show. She did great and didn’t miss any of her notes, but somehow it seemed like the audience didn’t respond quite as enthusiastically as they had to both Erin and Annie.
    When the results were hung in the hallways at the end of the day, everyone swarmed around the lists to look for their badge numbers. Erin found her number first and shrieked, jumping up and down. Annie saw her number immediately below where Erin had her finger on the paper and started jumping up and down as well. Keri was not on the list, though, and she was an emotional, sobbing mess as the other two girls stood there awkwardly hugging her and patting her back. It could have so easily been one of them.
    After saying their goodbyes, the remaining contestants were informed that they would need to report at seven the next morning. Annie texted Casey to see what he wanted to do for dinner, but he said he was going with the guys if she didn’t mind. She texted him back and said she would see him later. Then she turned to Erin and asked if she wanted to venture out and find something to eat, asking if she knew of any places she’d encountered on her previous trips to NYC. Erin’s face brightened immediately as she nodded.
    “I totally do. Let’s go to Times Square. You ready for your first subway experience?”
    Annie grinned nervously. “Um, yeah sure. Why not? I’ll have you there to protect me.”
    Erin laughed. “It’s really not as bad as you think. Don’t worry. I was terrified my first time, but by the third, I felt like a pro. And New Yorkers really aren’t as rude as the movies make them out to be.”
    “Really? That’s cool. Yeah, I’ve always thought the people in New York are supposed to be really rude. Especially the cab drivers.”
    “Every single person I asked for help when I got lost a couple of times was really nice. I asked my friend who lives here about that, and he said, ‘Yeah, just don’t get in our way when we’re in a hurry to get somewhere, and we’re actually very nice.’ Now cab drivers, I can’t say. I use Uber, and all the drivers were great.”
    “Oh my God, don’t you freaking love Uber?”
    “I do. They are the best! Did you want to just Uber it instead?”
    “Nah, fuck it. When in Rome, right? Let’s take the subway.”
    “Haha, okay.
    As they walked the short distance to the nearest subway station, Annie hesitantly brought up the subject she’d been avoiding all day.
    “Okay, now I hope you won’t get angry with me for what I’m about to tell you, but please know I only had your best interests at heart.”
    Erin gave her a confused smile. “Okay?”
    Taking a deep breath, Annie launched into a replay of what happened that morning when she went outside to get some air and ran into Mike. Erin’s eyes grew wider as Annie continued on, but she didn’t say a word until Annie finished.
    As the next train arrived, Erin boarded and Annie followed her. There was no room to sit, so they both grabbed a hold of the overhead bar and got cozy with each other. As the train lurched forward again, Erin continued their conversation.
    “I’m still in shock that he came. I just told him where I was going to be today and asked if he wanted to grab dinner after he got off work. I didn’t think he’d actually come to the theater.”
    “Well, girl, now I understand why you’re so gah gah over this guy.”
    “Right? I don’t know what it is about him. He’s just… yummy.”
    “He definitely has a certain charm about him. And those green eyes of his are fuckin’ sexy as hell.”
    Erin nodded. “I know. They’re pretty boy eyes, but he’s so masculine. Like he just knows what he wants in bed and takes it. It’s so—yeah. I have no words. It’s a huge turn on. He just makes me go

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