Sam didn’t know how things had gone so wrong with Free. He was so upset, he didn’t even drink his coffee. She’d deleted the post as soon as he’d left, and she sincerely hoped that no one had copied it anywhere else. After all, it had only been up a couple of hours.
She really wished Free could understand that the attention could be a good thing for him. She’d thought a little exposure might garner him more acting jobs. Any publicity was good, right? At least she’d thought so.
Once home, she kicked off her heels and changed into her faded yoga pants and ripped T-shirt along with fluffy socks. She eyed her computer, knowing she had to finish the case study and submit it before the end of the week. It was the last assignment for the semester, then she was free. To be with Free.
She opened
