Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 413(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 413(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
I focused my attention back on Blayze. “I don’t see the harm in being friends. We support each other, and I think that’s a good thing. She keeps me calm every time I start to freak out about this whole TV thing.”
“Of course that’s a good thing. But what happens if you start falling for her?” Blayze asked.
I laughed, but it sounded off even to my own ears, so I knew they would pick up on it as well. “We’re friends, Blayze. That’s it.”
Blayze raised a single brow but didn’t say anything.
My phone buzzed and I pulled it out of my pocket. Exhaling, I looked at them both and said, “It’s time.”
Bradly stood and walked over to me. “Save some women for me, will you? I gotta head back to school.”
I chuckled and gave him a quick bro hug. “Be careful driving back.”
He nodded and turned to Blayze. They exchanged goodbyes, and then Blayze and I walked through the house, out to the front porch. A limo was waiting for me, with Jack and Travis both standing outside of it, talking to my mother and father. The film crew and production team had already been given the list of areas on the ranch where they weren’t allowed to go. Mostly the private homes of his family members, and Uncle Ty’s area of the ranch was completely off-limits.
“You ready?” Blayze asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.
“As ready as I’ll ever be. Thanks for hanging out with me today. I have a feeling I’m going to need someone I know close by.”
He nodded. “It was either me or Nathan, and I don’t think they would appreciate a sixteen-year-old kid hitting on all the women.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “I think he’s going to give your reputation a run for its money.”
“You and me both.”
Jack grinned when he saw me. After we all exchanged hellos, I found myself in the limo with my brother, Jack, and Travis. My parents declined the invite, saying they would watch the show along with everyone else. I wasn’t sure how I felt about my mother watching me date someone. Hell, not just someone…an entire group of women.
The introductions weren’t held on the ranch, but rather at the country club right outside of Hamilton. Our family was part owner of the club, but it was only on special occasions that we ever set foot in there. My great-grandfather and a few of his friends started it, mainly as a golfing club, but it eventually turned into something more.
“Any questions before we kick this thing off?” Jack asked.
“How is Kipton? She seemed nervous when I spoke to her,” I said.
Jack and Travis exchanged a look before Travis answered. “She is pretty nervous, but I think she’ll be fine. She was nervous at the Miss America pageant as well, but pulled it off without any problems.”
I nodded. “What if something happens that shouldn’t happen, and we’re live?”
Jack laughed. “As long as you keep your dick in your pants at all times, you don’t have to worry.”
Blayze chuckled, then cleared his throat.
“That wasn’t what I meant. I have no intentions of sleeping with any of these women.”
Travis grinned and said, “You haven’t seen them yet, Hunter. Just remember, the cameras are around at all times.”
“Wait,” I said as I narrowed my eyes. “What do you mean by that?”
He shrugged. “Exactly what I said. There will be a camera crew assigned to you.”
“I know that, but I mean at the end of each date, they all go back to the hotel, right?”
Jack and Travis exchanged another glance, this one weary—and I knew at that moment they were either keeping something from me, or figuring out I hadn’t been told everything.
Travis rubbed the back of his neck. “Hunter, did no one tell you that a camera crew was assigned to you twenty-four-seven?”
My eyes widened in horror as Blayze and I both said, “What?”
“I’m sorry…but my entire life, for the next two months, is going to be broadcast?” I asked.
“No!” Jack quickly replied. “We have a filming schedule, and part of the show is broadcast live, as you know. Part of it is recorded. But a crew will be with you at all times. Granted, the only place they won’t be allowed is in your designated safe areas.”
Blayze leaned forward. “What are his designated safe areas?”
“The area that you worked out with the production company representative, Chuck.”
I started to laugh. “My parents’ house and the other private homes? Those are the only designated safe areas? So what you’re saying is, the moment I step out of my house, I’ll be filmed.”
Jack nodded. “Yes, that was in the contract you signed.”
Blayze faced me. “Dude, did you even read the contract?”
“Dad’s lawyers did!”
“But you didn’t?” Blayze asked, his voice filled with shock.
“I figured if anything was that important, they’d let me know.”