I huffed, flustered at the old nickname. "Fernando."
Fernando blinked his pretty eyes, putting on a hurt little pout. "But you call me baby when we're at home."
Brandon was standing close enough to hear every word. He almost lost his composure right there.
The live chat blew up.
A: [He is so doing this on purpose. No way this is an accident.]
B: [Word around the industry is that 10-year ex she talked about? It's Brandon.]
C: [Longtime fan here. It's true. I dropped Brandon the second that statement came out.]
D: [Go, Fernando, humble this loser.]
Later that night, once filming wrapped and everyone had turned in for the evening, someone knocked on the door of our cabin.
Fernando opened it. When he saw Brandon, a slow, smug smirk tugged at his lips. "To what do we owe the pleasure,
