Chapter 114

Will

By the time I reached the filming location on the other side of the beach where a small bar stood near the boardwalk, I was ready to hit the ground running, just in the opposite direction, say toward Antarctica. I'd been stopped numerous times.. Every few feet another scream erupted from the sidewalk.

Seriously? I hadn't looked that bad... had I?

Sure, I wore glasses most of the time because it made sense when staring at a computer most days. I'd developed astigmatism, so what?

And yeah, I liked wearing relaxed jeans, it's not like they weren't designer, and right, okay so most of my wardrobe consisted of suits.

Button ups.

Jackets.

I froze.

"Oh, shit." I ran my hands through my mussed hair and fought the urge to puke. "I'm my father."

I didn't have time to think about what this meant, and why it hurt so badly when Ang said the same thing, and why I'd needed to hear her deny it, mainly because he was a money hungry lunatic with designer suits and never enough time for h