What the f**k?
Arms crossed, Bishop was leaning back against the wall and eavesdropping on the conversation buzzing through from the adjoining room. And right away, he knew that things were getting out of hand.
The kiss in the script? Really? Taylor was going to use that shitty ass excuse to cop a feel and play some free tonsil hockey on the side with Kodi. And her! She was an i***t for falling for that ploy too. Both of them, just f*****g car accidents waiting to happen. Both of them acting coy as s**t.
...But hell, he'd known already that Taylor Grant was not a romantic lead. Too stiff, too awkward, too...mannequin. There were roles that he could pull off with ease because he had discipline along with targeted experience, a lethal combination. But he had never held a role with a rom
