Hot SEAL, Cold Feet - Becca Jameson Page 0,46
a few of the less revealing photos for the audience to see. He had to put his finger over some sections to cover up Katia’s breasts. The pictures were horribly damning. His assessment was too mild. Good grief.
Jodi was nearly laughing at the absurdity of the entire thing.
One of the cameras switched back to the audience where another bridesmaid, Korina, was laughing hysterically. “Brittany L is just jealous that she wasn’t invited. That whore slept with everyone on the set.”
Jodi’s dad gasped. “How can you watch this shit?” he murmured.
“I have to. I need to know what happens. That’s my man up there.”
Her dad sighed loudly. “Now I see why he’s been so exasperated. What a disaster. He should get a gold medal for not quitting this show months ago.”
Jodi agreed. This was far worse than she expected.
Everyone was yelling now, and several of the girls were fighting. Literally. Pulling each other’s hair and shoving until someone fell on their ass.
Cameron was on his feet. “Everyone. Please calm down. Take your seats.” It took several minutes to get them to relent. When the insanity dulled to a reasonable level, Katia plopped back down on the loveseat with her arms folded over her ample chest and her lip thrust out in a pout. She looked five.
“I think it’s time to bring out our surprise guest. Every accusation you’ve heard so far pales in comparison to what you’re about to find out after this commercial break.”
Jodi blew out a frustrated breath as the television switched to a shampoo commercial.
“Do you have any idea what that guy is talking about?” her dad asked.
“Not a clue.”
He shrugged and settled into his chair. “This could be interesting.”
“So now you like the show,” she teased him.
“Not even close. But I like Tucker, and I’ve been watching his face this entire time. He knows what’s about to go down. Katia doesn’t.” Her dad rubbed his hands together as if he were in cahoots with Tuck.
“I’ve created a monster.” She agreed though. Tuck knew.
When the show came back on, Cameron was still standing. “Welcome back. Like I was saying before the break, we have a surprise guest joining us.” He turned to swing his arm out toward the back of the stage. “Please welcome Josh Walters to the stage.”
The view suddenly switched to a split screen as whoever Josh was entered from the back while Katia jumped to her feet. She was pale earlier. Now she was white as a sheet. “What the fuck?” Jodi could read her lips, but that last word was bleeped out.
“Did you think you would get away with this forever?” Josh asked as he joined them and took a seat next to Cameron on the now vacated loveseat.
Katia was fuming. “You had no right to interfere.”
He shrugged. “You had no right to lie to the entire world.”
“I hardly know you.”
He shrugged again, lifting his brows slightly. “Not my fault. You’re the one who took off in the middle of the night a year ago and never returned my calls, texts, or emails. I even tried to reach out to you on Facebook and Instagram. Silence.”
“You can’t really expect anyone to believe a word you say.” She turned toward Cameron. Not Tuck. Cameron. “Whatever he told you is a lie.”
Cameron reached behind him and then turned back around holding out a piece of paper. “Is this a lie?”
Katia gasped. “Where did you get that?” She glanced at Josh.
“From the minister at the drive-thru chapel in Vegas. That’s your signature at the bottom. We may have been drunk and stupid, but you married me that night, and it’s a crime to marry a second man before you get a divorce.”
Jodi jumped out of her seat, nearly falling as she untangled her feet from under her. “She’s married?” she screamed.
“Well, I’ll be damned.” Her dad chuckled.
Jodi walked closer to the TV as if what she was hearing would be more real if she got closer.
“That stupid paper can’t be legally binding. I was drunk.”
“Oh, it’s legal. If you would have responded to any one of my calls or messages, you would have known that all I wanted was an annulment. It’s easy enough. But instead you ignored me and married another man.” He sat there very calm, one leg crossed casually over the other.
“Why would you come forward now? You could have said something months ago.”
Josh narrowed his gaze. “You are a piece of work, Katia. I’ve contacted you dozens of times lately. I finally realized