Untamed (Thoughtless #4)(71)
Anna’s anger at the band evaporated, and unabashed fear took its place. She looked around our new place with horror in her eyes. “Griffin…how much are you making on the show?”
I wasn’t so stupid that I couldn’t hear the warning bells ringing in my ears. Anna was trying to be supportive, yes, but her mood had turned pessimistic since she’d watched the pilot. Personally, I didn’t see what was wrong with it. I’d watched it and I thought we all looked great. Well, I looked great. My castmates were a little dry and the script was cheesier than a 1960s horror movie, but whatever. I would carry the show to success.
“Enough,” I told her, being purposely vague. Truth was, I wasn’t sure what the hell I was making. I’d seen a few small deposits in my bank account, but they were nothing to write home about. I’d tried reading the contract to figure out what the arrangement was, but it was written in legalese. All I could find was something about all the cast members only getting a base pay salary until the show was picked up for a full season, then the primary leads could renegotiate their contract, if both sides saw fit to do so. LMF had only ordered six episodes…I was pretty certain that wasn’t considered a full season. I didn’t know how to explain that to Anna though, so I kept quiet. And technically I wasn’t lying; whatever we made would be enough. It had to be.
Anna seemed to instinctually know I wasn’t telling her everything. Eyes wide with panic, she opened her purse and pulled out her cell phone. “Call the band and apologize,” she said, holding the phone out to me. “It’s time to end this. Think of our future, Griffin. Think of the girls’ future.”
Dread seeped into me at seeing her support starting to slip away. I wanted her behind my decision, no matter that it was; I didn’t want to go back to being the only one stoked about this. For a split second, I almost reached for the phone, but then Matt’s words tore through my brain. We’re no longer family. No. I’d rather be the only one excited about this job than grovel at Matt’s feet.
My mind set, I crossed my arms over my chest. “No, I’m following through with this, Anna, and it’s gonna be amazing. I’m going to be a star, the show is going to be a hit, and Matt is going to choke on his words.” She looked confused by that last part, but I didn’t bother explaining. Leaning into her, I hissed, “I’d rather lose everything than go crawling back to that *.”
Her mouth dropped open. “Griffin…”
Shaking my head, I repeated, “No, I’m doing this, and you need to back me up. We’re a team, remember?” I knew I was being bossy, but this was important to me. I needed her on my side.
Her fingers curled around her phone. “I do remember…but do you?” She indicated the ostentatious house around her. “This wasn’t a team decision, none of this was. You decided all of this for us without even talking to me about it. I didn’t want this. I didn’t want to leave Seattle, leave my sister, leave my home. I only came with you because we’re a team…but it’s pretty clear to me that if we really are a team, then you’re the captain, and the girls and I are just your…cheerleaders.” Her tone was icy and bitter. Jade fire was flaring from her eyes, and a red flush stained her cheeks.
I knew I was walking on thin ice, and I knew she had a valid point, but I had one too. This was my career, my money, so ultimately, what I did with it was my choice. “When it comes to my job, then…yeah, I guess I am the captain. But I’m the one providing for you and the girls, so I think that gives me the right to the promotion. When it comes to the parenting-type stuff, you can be the captain, okay? But it doesn’t matter, because we’re all still on the same team. And Team Hancock doesn’t need the D-Bags. We don’t need anyone. We’ll survive on our own. Trust me, Anna…please?” My voice came out strained, pleading. It was weird for me to hear it that way. Outside of sexual favors, I wasn’t one to beg.
“I do, Griffin, but…” Stopping herself, she stared into my eyes for several silent seconds. I held her gaze, unwavering. Confident. I wasn’t scared about this future, she shouldn’t be either. Finally, after a long moment, she nodded. “Okay, Griff, I’ll let you take the lead on this, and…trust that it will work out.” She looked around the house. “But can we go down to a housekeeper, lawn guy, and driver? Otherwise I’ll be bored out of my mind.”
Relieved, I leaned down and gave her a long kiss. “If that’s what you want, sure.”
She nodded once our lips parted, then a soft, wistful sigh escaped her. What she wanted was a thousand miles north of here, but at least she was willing to make due for now. I hoped.
When my parents came over later to check out our spread, they were clearly impressed by Castle Cock. “Wow, son, you’ve…outdone yourself,” Dad stated.
“I know,” I said, pride swelling my chest. “Isn’t it amazing?”
Liam had come with them, and his expression of being unimpressed was clearly forced; his mind was currently being blown. “If you ask me, I’d say you were overcompensating for something,” he stated in a holier-than-thou voice.
“Good thing no one asked you then,” I countered.
Chelsey had come too, and she patted my back in approval. “I think it’s awesome, Griffin. Well done.”