Daxon
I couldn’t stop thinking about Roxanne’s audition.
I just wanted it to go well for her. She wanted this so badly and even though I had already bought her a bunch of expensive s**t including a new car, it still felt as though I wasn’t properly holding up my end of the deal.
She wanted to be an actress, not be rich.
A part of me wanted to call up Deacon James and see how she did, but I knew that would be seen as me trying to have influence and Roxanne didn’t want that. She just wanted to get in the door but she didn’t want it rigged.
I hated how decent she was sometimes.
“Watcha doin?” Barron walked into my home office.
“Honestly, thinking about Roxanne and her audition.”
“I’ve been meaning to talk to you about her. I really like her, man.”
I tensed up. Did he mean romantic
