Chapter Six
The following week I’m back in Utah, heading into the photo shoot, my nerves on edge. I just got clearance to go back to training which is a good thing because sampling O’s wares for the past week hasn’t done me any favors. I’m itching to get back on the hill and not here doing a photo shoot like a damn Ken doll.
“Hey, Grady Kale, right?” A cute, blonde approaches me, glasses resting on the edge of her nose, an iPad in her hands.
“Yeah.” I switch my coffee to my other hand and hold my free hand out in front of me.
She shakes my hand and shoots me what I imagine is her best flirtatious smile. “If you want to follow me, I'll take you to wardrobe.”
She swivels on her plaid Converse and heads down the hall. At least the eye candy isn't bad here. All hope is not lost.
We reach
