Unforgettable 3 (Hollywood Love Story #3) (23 page)

A brow lifts. “Another sex toy?” I ask, untying the ribbon.

“Kind of.”

Tearing off the shiny paper, I study the two by six inch generic white box. “Some kind of magic wand?”

“Yes.” She smiles coyly. “I hope you love it as much as I do.”

I’m getting excited. This could be fun. I feel her gaze on me as I lift off the lid. My eyes almost pop out of their sockets. Holy shit! I know what this is. My character, Kurt Kussler, was given the exact same magic stick by his wife Alisha just before her tragic death. I feel my eyes water.

“Really?” I choke out the word while The Gooch gives a woof.

My beautiful Zoey cups my face with her hands and then tenderly kisses my lips. “Yes, my darling hero. We’re having a baby.”

Overwhelmed with emotion, I take her in my arms and hold her against my heart, never wanting to let her go. The playroom we were planning to build for ourselves to indulge our lifestyle may be sacrificed for another with a different set of swings.

Brandon

Five Years Later

“Man, did you ever think you’d be thirty-five-years-old sitting on the ledge of a sandbox?”

I’m at the celebrity-filled Beverly Glen Park I frequent regularly. My best bud, Blake Burns, adjusts his shades as we watch our kids play with pails and shovels. He chuckles. “Fuck no.”

“Me neither. It’s a good life though, huh?”

“I wouldn’t trade it in for the world.”

“Where’s Jen?” I ask him, after checking on The Gooch, who’s taking a nap under a nearby tree.

“She’s with the new baby at a
Combat Wombats
voice recording session.” His talented wife now runs Conquest Broadcasting’s popular children’s network, Peanuts.

“Bella and Teddy both love that show.”

Bella Angel and Teddy Paul are our twins, my beautiful daughter named after my late mentor, who peacefully passed away just before their birth, and Zoey’s mother, and my adorable Teddy, after my father Edward and Zoey’s dad Paul. Twins run in Zoey’s family, and a generation didn’t pass us by. Her parents, Pete and Jo, are the most doting and wonderful grandparents anyone could ask for.

Blake smiles. “Leo loves it too. But his favorite is your show. He goes around the house saying, “Get it! Got it? Good!”

I laugh. In my wildest imagination, I never thought
Kurt Kussler
would be spun off into a super-successful, pro-social animated series.
Kurt Kussler: Bully
Buster
. In addition to voicing the main character, I do the live-action wraparounds, condemning bullies and giving tools to kids for dealing with them. It was Blake’s wife’s idea. Not only is the show a big hit,
Kurt Kussler
action toys are flying off the shelves.

While the animated
Kurt Kussler
will likely be on for years to come, my live action show wrapped up its final season. In the very last episode, Kurt finally destroys his nemesis, The Locust, in an action-packed chase scene that culminates with him going over a cliff, and his wife, Mel, gives birth to twins after years of infertility. I’m sad to see the series end, but I’m moving on to bigger things. I’m going to be the next James Bond! A part I agreed to only if Zoey was cast as Miss Moneypenny. The producers acquiesced and we start filming this summer. We’re both super excited.

A sweet little voice grabs my attention. Teddy. “Daddy, look at my castle!”

My eyes shift to my little boy, who’s a spitting image of me—violet eyes and all. His castle is just a pile of sand, but I give him a thumbs-up. My angelic Bella, with her mane of flaming red hair, faces me and yells she helped. I blow her a kiss, and with a big smile, she blows one back with her little hands. God, my little ones are cute. Too cute. I’m so blessed. Too blessed. Zo and I are working on having more kids. Could I possibly have another as delicious as these two munchkins?

Blake cuts into my thoughts. “What’s Zoey up to?”

“She’s shooting a scene of
Perfect 10
at Musso’s today. It’s the only day the restaurant is closed and available.”

“That show is killing it in the ratings. There’s a lot of talk that she’s going to be nominated for both a Golden Globe and an Emmy.”

“No kidding?” An ear-to-ear grin stretches across my face. Wouldn’t that be something if we
both
won this year!?

“Hi, boys!” A familiar flamboyant voice sounds in my ears.

My eyes flit to the right. Heading our way is Zoey’s brother Jeffrey and his spouse Chaz. They’re pushing a stroller. Seated inside it are their adorable two-year-old twin daughters. Elsa and Anna.

Chaz unstraps them. “Okay, beautiful princesses, go play.” Clutching their sand toys, they toddle into the sandbox. Looks like our little sandcastle builders are about to get some company. The children spot each other and run up to one and other. Hugs all around. It’s so damn cute I take a picture with my cell phone and send it to Zo.

Jeffrey and Chaz squat down next to us. They’re wearing matching lime green shorts and floral-print shirts. According to Blake’s wife Jennifer, the fashionistas are going through a Lilly Pulitzer whoever-the-fuck-that-is phase. Even their twins are clad in bright floral rompers.

“Did you hear the news?” coos Jeffrey, never one to hold back gossip. “Katrina Moore is being released from prison this week.”

“FUCK!” Blake and I shout out in unison. A nearby mom shoots us a dirty look.

Every muscle in my body clenches. The fucking psycho bitch almost robbed Blake of his life and his beautiful wife while she almost robbed me of my life, my bank account, and my career. Blake actually thinks she went after me to bring him and Conquest Broadcasting down. Rob the network of its number one star and everything can change. Who knows? He may be right. The psycho bitch is capable of anything.

Before I can say another word, a nanny comes up to me and asks for my autograph. With a forced smile, I sign the
Kurt Kussler
novel she’s brought along. Jeffrey and Chaz excuse themselves and saunter over to the ice cream truck to buy treats for all the kids. I ask Blake how he feels about Katrina’s release.

“You know what, I’m not going to worry about it. Jen and I have some dirt on her that will keep her from trying anything rash. And you know what, pal…if I were you, I’d just forget about her.”

I digest his words and think about his father’s words of wisdom he once shared: “Some things are best forgotten.” I come to the conclusion he’s right. Thanks to Zoey, the incriminating photos she took with her phone in Cannes have long been deleted and there’s nothing she can do or say to hurt me. I’m going to bury that regrettable bitch in that part of mind where memories don’t exist. Make her forgettable.

There’s only one woman who matters in my life. My wonderful, sexy as hell wife, and tonight I’m going give her a fucking that’ll be unforgettable.

Katrina

California Institution for Women, Chino

My last fucking supper. Goodbye, suckers. I’m out of this hellhole tomorrow. It’s been five long years of pure torture. Whoever said “orange is the new black” needs their stupid head examined. In less than twenty-four hours, I’ll be out of these rags and back in Armani. And drinking Cristal.

After I toast my new life, I know exactly what I’m doing next. I glare down at my chest. Skeletons of the letters are still there; those bullshit laser treatments were a painful waste of time. I should have asked for my money back. But I’ve decided, why try to cover them up? I’m going to get them re-inked. Except I’m going to replace the “u” with an “i” and dot it with a crown. B-I-T-C-H. Because I’m still the Queen of Bitches.

I’ve learned a lot. Men…they’re all fucking assholes. Blake, Brandon, Scott, even Daddy. Mommy had the right idea when she chose Monique.

The world needs to know. Yes, I’m going to write a book. In fact, I’ve been working on it in prison. Such a great title:
I Put the It in Bitch
.

It’s going to bring me fame and fortune. Everything I’ve always wanted.

Fuck them all.

FADE TO BLACK

Thank you for reading
Unforgettable 3
. I hope you enjoyed reading the conclusion to the trilogy as much as I did writing it. As a special bonus, here is
THAT MAN 1
in its entirety for those who haven’t read it. I hope you’ll fall in love with scorchin’ hot Blake Burns and it’ll hook you into reading the entire series, which is currently FREE to Kindle Unlimited subscribers.

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Tangled
and
Beautiful Bastard
.”

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To That Man in my life—my husband who still loves me no matter how much time I spend writing.

Jennifer

“T
ruth or Dare, Jen,” challenged Chaz, my one and only gay boyfriend. “Have you had multiple orgasms with Bradley?”