Chapter 9 Two Weeks Later Kari had refused to return the thousands of messages that Jeff had left for her.  Actually, she hadn’t returned anyone’s calls.  She had thrown herself into her work.  And when she wasn’t working, she was with Adrian.  Now it wasn’t what you might think.  She wasn’t falling in love with him, she was merely enjoying being with him.  They had agreed to keep their pasts out of it.  They hadn’t shared things with each other about themselves.  They were strictly living in the moment.  It was the first time in her life that she was able to do that.  It didn’t matter to her if they spent every night together.  There was no commitment, no strings attached.  It was a physical thing.  One night she was feeling kind of cocky and decided to actually answer the phone when it wrung.  It was Blake and he was yelling.  His words were flying at her so fast that she could barely understand what he was saying.  She laughed - typical Blake.    "Slow down Blake before you have a stroke.  I can’t          understand a word that you are saying."    "What did you do?  Did you leave your brain at home?"    "Blake, what the hell are you talking about?"    "I’m talking about what everyone in Hollywood is talking     about.  Have you not seen the covers of the latest rag mags?"    "No.  I haven’t had much time ya know."    "Well, let me just read you one of the many titles:  Hollywood’s     Sweetheart Leaves Home for the Highlands."    "Okay……what’s so bad about that?"    "There’s a picture of you with Adrian Paul on the cover."    "And?"    "And he’s got his hands all over you.  If your tongue was      any farther down his throat, you’d be going to jail for murder." Kari laughed.    "This IS NOT funny Kari."    "Why not?  It’s not like it says that I drowned my cat and sacrificed      it to my new found satanic God or anything."    "You didn’t did you?"    "OH COME ON!!  Blake get a hold of yourself.  Down a few of those      little pills of yours and take a deep breath."    "But it’s bad publicity."    "How is me having a life bad publicity?"    "It’s bad publicity when the world knows that you have a steady boyfriend.      This article is all about how you left your poor wrestling star beau in the      states to run off and have wild sex with your co-stars."    "Co-stars?  It’s only one, Blake."    "So it’s true?  OH MY GOD!  What are you trying to do, kill me?"    "Look!  Jeff and I are finished.  So I’m not doing anything wrong.  We      were through before this ever started."    "Oh.  Kari, I’m sorry."    "See, so it’s not so bad.  Just work your magic and repair my reputation."    "Okay.  Consider it done."    "Oh, and Blake?"    "What?"    "You might want to get your Valium refilled." She laughed as she hung up the phone.  She laughed even harder thinking of that vein popping out in his forehead and him grabbing his chest when he saw the magazine.            Last Chapter ..*.. Next Chapter ..*.. Chapter Index ..*.. Home