“He leaned back in his seat throwing his hands behind his head; sort of an open offer for the entire bar to get a good look at what he was working with and it was quite impressive. God why did… — Maven West Copy Share Image
“He leaned back in his seat throwing his hands behind his head; sort of an open offer for the entire bar to get a… — Maven West Copy Share Image
“I wiped my face with my napkin. “What made you want to become an actor?” I was sure he was going to tell me something pompous like he was born to play the role. Or that he wanted to get all the woman. So I waited. “Me.” He bit his lip, but his eyes didn’t meet mine. “I got sick… — Maven West Copy Share
