Page 36 of The Pilot


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“You really want to be an actress?”he asked.

“Yup.I’m going to be famous like Jennifer Aniston or Jennifer Lawrence.”

“All the Jennifer’s huh?”Liam grinned.

“I’m going to buy a mansion in Hollywood and have a big pool.”

“You have a pool,” he pointed out.

“With pool boys.”I’d giggled, enjoying his playfulness.

His smile had turned serious.“Jessie, you are too young to know about pool boys.”

I’d sat up straight.“I am not.I know what to do.”

I didn’t.I had kissed a boy for the first time two months prior.The boy, Sam, had asked if I knew what a BJ was.I told him I did, but I lied.Thank goodness we’d been interrupted by our friends because when I found out a few days later I was horrified.If he’d pulled his thingy out, I would have died.

Or laughed.

Maybe both.

So that night with Liam, I knew what a blow job was and was feeling very confident.I just hadn’t given one.

“Change of subject.”Liam laughed.“What kind of movies do you want to act in?”

Relaxing, I went into great description about RomComs and who would be my leading men.How the show would be on TV, and millions of Americans would know my name.

“If it makes you happy, you should do it.”

“What are you going to do, Lim?”I asked, using the name I’d called him when I was little and couldn’t say Liam.

“Probably join the army.”

“What?No, that’s dangerous.You could die.”I grabbed his arm.

“I won’t die.You’ve seen me shoot.”

Crossing my legs beneath me, facing him, I shook my head.“Lim, no.If you join, Jayden will join, and I’ll spend my life imagining you both dead on the ground in some desert or battlefield.”

Liam had swallowed and sat staring at me.

“Promise me you won’t join the army.”I took his hand.“Please.”

He squeezed it, softly shaking his head.“Jess—”

A sound inside startled us, and I clambered to my feet, Liam following, still holding my hand.

“We’re home,” Mom called out.

“Shit,” I cursed.

“Come with me,” Liam tugged me across the deck and around the side of the house.Then he’d hoisted me up by my hips onto the trellis.

My heart had been pounding.

Not because my parents were going to catch me outside at midnight, but because I could feel the heat of Liam’s muscular body behind me.The smell of his familiar aftershave.

Then it happened.