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Valeria lets herself into Patrick’s suite at the Montage Beverly Hills. Patrick gave her a key in his trailer on the Avengers set after he gave her the Cartier earrings. She took precautions, including oversize sunglasses and a blond wig her mom once forced her to wear for an audition.

She didn’t get the part.

Maybe she should keep the wig on. Patrick might like it. But no, he has enough blonds in his life. Isn’t he meeting her because she’s different? Or is it just because she’s young? That’s why she agreed to this arrangement with Patrick: because if she didn’t, there might be another man willing to help, a man who likes them even younger. Valeria has to protect Sophia. As long as her mother’s claws are sunk into Valeria, her little sister is safe.

Valeria will meet Patrick, but she draws the line at the hotel room auditions her mother has tried to set up for her. Her talent is the one thing Valeria still has. She won’t meet a producer in private, no matter how powerful.

Her phone rings. “Dr. Seuss” appears on the caller ID.

“You in the suite?” Patrick asks as soon as she answers.

“I’m here,” Valeria says.

“Good girl. Wearing the earrings?”

“Yes. Where are you?”

“I’m still on set. Get naked. Leave the earrings on.”

“When will you be here?”

“Get naked,” Patrick repeats. “Lay down on the bed and wait for me.”

He hangs up.

Valeria isn’t going to strip right away. The air in the suite is kind of cold. How long does he expect her to wait?

A text comes into her phone. Naked?

She lies and says yes and asks for his ETA.

Send a photo, he replies.

Valeria’s about to refuse, but her mother told her to take this as an acting job, and in acting, when a casting director asks you if you can do something, you always say yes. Can you horseback ride? Yes. Can you samba? Yes. Can you fly? Yes. Of course. You say yes, and figure out how to grow wings later.

So Valeria takes off everything but the Panthère de Cartier earrings, and once she’s completely naked, she lies back down on the bed and takes a photo. She’s never sent a nude before. She’s always been aware of the Twitterstorm if it were to leak. But she trusts Patrick. If she goes down, he goes down harder.

ETA? She asks again.

He doesn’t respond for fifteen minutes. Valeria just lies there, naked and cold, staring up at the ceiling.

I like thinking of you lying there thinking about me, Patrick texts back. Don’t think about anything except me.

Valeria replies with a wink emoji, but she’s not into his game and doesn’t think about him. She tries not to think at all, but her mind can’t stop worrying about how her agent hasn’t called all summer.

An hour passes and Patrick still hasn’t shown up. Valeria gets bored and turns on the TV. TMZ is on. She half watches, simultaneously scrolling through Instagram. A story about her dad comes on the show, drawing Valeria’s eyes up to the screen. Luis Leon was kicked out of the Hard Rock Cafe in Vegas for counting cards. Valeria isn’t surprised. Her father is a mess. He’s the reason why she’s here. He took out another mortgage on their family home. Hopefully her mother manages to grow a backbone and stops giving him money. He always takes it and doesn’t ask any questions. He doesn’t want to know.

Valeria doesn’t want to know either. She turns off the TV and stares at the blank screen.

A text comes in from Patrick. What are you thinking about?

You daddy.