Almost Everything

Chapter One - Origin of Love

The running shower wakes me from a sound sleep. Slowly, I opened my eyes and saw that he'd left the bathroom door open a crack, and I smiled to myself. My cell phone vibrates from the nightstand across the monstrous bed, and I use what is left of my energy to reach for it. Last night's sexcapades have left me sore and satisfied.

Good morning, Beautiful! Happy LAST day of shooting in paradise. Hope you and Brad are behaving but based on last night's tipsy phone call...you probably aren't. Don't worry, I won't tell Ezra anything. I love you.

Smiling, I hug my phone like it's him. Jackson Thomas Williams is the greatest thing in the world. He is the air I need to breathe, and the kick in the ass to keep me grounded when my head gets too big. The boy has been my best friend since birth, and he is the only person in this entire world who knows me inside and out.

Looking at his text again, I blush.

The Brad he mentions isn't my boyfriend and sleeping with him makes me just as awful as my real boyfriend, Ezra Durdall. Ezra and I met on a movie set six years earlier when he handpicked me to be his leading actress. The movie was action-packed with romantic twists and turns. We spent hours working together in the gym with our trainers gearing up for the demanding roles.

Of course, it was natural when we hooked up. We were together non-stop.

Three weeks into filming my first major movie in Hollywood, I was sleeping with the biggest name in the business. I was seventeen years old at the time of filming, he was twenty-eight. The tabloids went crazy with the stories, and I was followed 24/7 by cameras.

I fell for Ezra quickly, and I knew I didn't want to spend another minute without him when we finished filming. So, when the movie wrapped, I moved into his giant house in the hills.

Ezra Durdall was known worldwide; everything he touched was box office gold. When he was twenty years old, he won his first Oscar for writing an amazing screenplay. At 24, he was nominated for his first acting Oscar but lost. The nomination did amazing things for his career. He had the best picks at scripts and his career skyrocketed from there.

He is a beautiful man. Tall, which is my biggest weakness in the opposite sex, he's 6'5" and towers over my 5'7" frame. When we are home together, we spend hours at the gym to keep our bodies tight and right. His arms are my favorite part, they are strong and defined with muscles and when he wraps them around me, I feel safe and protected. His eyes are a deep chocolate brown, and his nose is slightly crooked from a little league baseball to his face.

The shower turns off and my mind returns to the present moment. I throw the covers off me, set my phone on the nightstand, and hurry to the bathroom. I know if I hurry, I will catch the water beading down his tanned, chiseled chest. Opening the door, I'm surprised to see a pair of piercing blue eyes staring at me.

Brad is standing naked and soaking wet, waiting for me to join him in the bathroom.

"Jackson is hoping that you and I are behaving." I smile as the door closes behind me.

Brad Mosher, my co-star laughs and pulls me close to his naked body. His lips find mine and we start the morning the best way possible.

"He really should have known better. We've used his townhouse many times." He laughs near my ear.

Before you judge me for cheating on my boyfriend, there is more to the story of us. There is only so much a person can take before they begin turning into the same thing they despise. Ezra and I have been struggling for the last year and a half and it all started when he slept with Brad's fiancée at their engagement party.