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Andrade and I walked into the audition with confidence. If there was anything I learned from this business, it was that no matter how nervous you were, you should always strut with confidence.

"Next, Andrade Almas," Kyle O'Reilly, the assistant director for the movie came out and called.

I shoved Andrade to where he was supposed to go, and I followed after him. I knew he had this. We had been practicing as much as we could, and he really had the presence of an actor.

It was crazy to think that almost a week ago I met him in a bar, drunk. Now, he was auditioning for one of the biggest movies of the year.

"Hello, Mr. Almas, my name is Adam Cole," he stopped and then waited a minute. When nothing happened he cleared his throat.

"Bay bay," the rest of the crew answered with disgust.

"Ah, thank you for that, I am the director of this movie, Kyle O' Reilly is the assistant director, and this is Britt Baker, my personal assistant," Adam said as he looked over Andrade's resumé.

I nodded in Andrade's direction, signaling that he had this and he knew what he was doing. They had him read a few lines, do a few acting exercises and of course, a fighting scene. The genre of the movie was action/comedy, so Andrade was pretty happy.

After the audition, Adam seemed pretty pleased with who I had recruited for this role. I was about to walk out of the room with Andrade, but Kyle asked me to stay behind for a few minutes.

"Miss Vega, Adam would like to speak to you."

I nodded and then went into Adam's office. He was sitting at the desk, looking over at his computer screen. I cleared my throat so he knew that I had walked in the office.

"You wanted to see me?" I asked with confusion.

"Yes, I just wanted to congratulate you on getting back on your feet. I know after the whole Bianca Belair issue, I wasn't sure if you'd ever get another client," he stood up. "But I see you have."

I smiled and shook his hand. "It's a pleasure to be back in business with you."

He smiled and then I left the office. Bianca Belair was my last client who ended up dropping me, as well as her acting career. It was such a shame, she had so much potential.

"Zelina, I think I did well, don't you?" Andrade asked me as we walked out of the studio.

"Andrade, you presented yourself well today, and I think that you did have a good audition."

He looked at me for what seemed like an hour. However, I didn't mind, he was an attractive man, and he seemed to have cleaned up his act.

"Thank you, for everything, Zelina. This has truly been the experience of a lifetime for me. Especially after falling onto a downslide, this really helped me get my act together."

I nodded and then grabbed his hand, almost as an instinct. "You're welcome, I think you're going to do amazing things."

He smiled and then quickly dropped his hand from mine once he realized we were holding hands. I mentally scolded myself for that, as I didn't want to mess up this business partnership we had going on.

"Andrade, tomorrow we have another meeting with a different company," I told him as we reached the car.

"Excuse me?"

"Tomorrow you'll be modeling swimsuits, for a company ran by two Aussies."

He sighed as he opened the door. "How'd you get this gig?"

The truth of the matter was, Peyton asked me about it when Andrade came into the coffee shop the other day. Also, I would get to see Andrade modeling in a swimsuit, not to mention.

Yes, I was happily engaged to Austin, but there was just something about Andrade that changed my view on him and how I felt about him.

"Zelina!" Andrade grabbed my thigh and that brought me back to reality. "I've been asking you for five minutes what time I have to be there tomorrow."

"Oh, uh, eleven a.m.," I said as I shook off the feeling of his hand on my thigh.

"Okay, I'll be there, and it's at the beach right?"

I nodded as I pulled into his driveway. He got out of the car and waved goodbye. I saw a blonde girl open the door, and I was assuming that was Meghan.

I had to admit, I was a little jealous of Meghan, but only a little.

When I arrived home, Austin was asleep on the couch, a half drank beer bottle in his hand, his phone in the other. I gave him a kiss on the cheek and then headed up to bed.

Tomorrow was going to be one hell of a day.

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