Free The Tiger's Secret Baby by Ava Frost

happen, she wouldn’t. As the man started to reach for the pretty young woman, he tripped over a brick at his feet and fell to the ground.
    “Shit! Cut,” yelled Erin, “what the heck Cory? Do you know how to walk or is that a new thing for you? Jesus, do you think we have all night?”
    “Sorry Miss O’Neil, maybe if I could get a raise?” Cory said.
    He was joking, of course; he wasn’t getting paid a dime to help his best friend and roommate create her final for film school. None the less, he had to joke with her.
    She didn’t see the humor in it, though. She was running out of time, and he wasn’t the actor she had wanted for the part.
    “Sure, I will pay your rent and not kick your butt out in the cold,” she hissed at him.
    He just laughed at her. She already had her rent paid thanks to a full-ride scholarship.
    “Alright guys, let's call it a night,” she said with a dramatic sigh.
    Nothing was going right, and she needed a stiff drink. She stood up and stretched her back. Her thick frame and ample bosom made sitting for any length of time a little bit difficult. It was a small price to pay for the ability to captivate a man just by donning a low-cut top and a tight pair of jeans. Her mother had always told her she was one of ‘those girls’ who could be a model for real women. Instead, Erin had decided to go into directing.
    “Hey, you’re not mad are you?” Asked Cory as he ran up to her side. In the short time that she had spent putting away her gear, he had changed and was ready for a night on the town.
    “No hon, I’m just tired and ready for this exam to be over,” she replied lovingly.
    “So are you going to hit the town with me tonight?” Asked Cory.
    She gave him a sideways glance and answered, “not a chance cowboy. You’ll have to take on the world by yourself.”
    He laughed before he spoke, “Fine, but you better be ready for Friday. You promised!”
    Erin rolled her eyes at her friend. She had committed to hosting a party the day after finals with her friend. She was pretty sure she could get out of it since she had been drunk at the time. However, it would break Cory's heart, and she couldn’t do that to him. Without waiting for a reply, he gave her a peck on the cheek and trotted off to the waiting car outside the door to the studio. More specifically, he ran to the dark skinned man waiting in the car.
    As she watched him go, she had to envy him a little bit. Cory found love like she found problems. He was always finding someone who was handsome, mysterious, adventurous and filthy rich. She wanted that, just once in her life. She wanted to be swept off her feet and jetted off to Spain or France. It would happen; she told herself reassuringly as she walked to her car. The parking lot was dark and for the first time since she had started production, she felt uneasy. Like someone or something was watching her.
    Erin quickened her pace as she heard rustling in the nearby bush. She cursed under her breath when she realized that her key was buried somewhere deep in her handbag.
    “Excuse me,” said a voice behind her.
    Erin jumped and yelped as she spun around. The man standing behind her was like something from a dream. He was tall, maybe six foot two and dark. His skin looked like a warm mocha latte. The stranger took her breath away with his black hair and penetrating eyes. For several moments, Erin stood looking at him, unable to speak. When he smiled, her desire almost overpowered her. Instead, she cleared her throat and spoke.
    “Can I help you?” She stammered.
    “I am so sorry, but my brother and I were driving, and we got into a bit of a fight. Is there any way I could use your phone? The jerk left me behind.” He said, his eyes telling the story along with his voice.
    “Oh! Um, sure I guess so.” Said Erin, finally able to gather her thoughts, she reached into her purse and pulled out her phone.
    The man smiled at her, making her blush. Before he could call anyone,