Chapter Two - Paging Dr. Whitney
Dr. Kevin Whitney is 35 years old and stood at just about six feet tall sporting medium length dark blonde hair. He was in good health but he wasn’t a workout freak like his younger brother. Kevin was a general practitioner with a small practice and cared about his patients. Kevin’s life was simple. He took care of his patients and once work was done, he was a great husband and father. He coached his daughter’s soccer team and made sure his family knew they were the most important thing in his life. In high school he was a bit of an odity. He was the captain of the football team but also on the chess team. He loved playing both for the same reason, you had to think under pressure against a tough opponent. That’s why he chose to be a doctor, constantly battling diseases, illnesses and helping people at the same time. People who didn’t know him just didn’t understand Kevin. At the age of 15 Kevin witnessed two of his friends die in a car accident. They had just left a party and were headed to another one. Kevin was traveling in a car behind them when his friends’ car crashed into another. They were both drunk and Kevin had no doubt that was the cause of their deaths. They had been encouraged to play a drinking game and they wanted to just so they could fit in with some of the older kids. He vowed that night he would never touch alcohol and he wouldn’t let the things in life that didn’t matter like money and popularity influence him. He got a job, saved his money, spent extra time studying so he could get a scholarship and go to med school. He always enjoyed life, but took it very seriously.
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3:17. The clock flashed brightly, almost teasing her. She cant sleep again, especially the nights she slept over at his apartment. She didn’t care for him, she didn’t like him, but she needed him. Samantha was one of the world’s most loved models, but as she got older she could see her career start to fade. She was 29 years old and stood a slender yet curvy five feet eight inches. Her long straight brown hair was the envy of every woman who saw her. Bridgette Kerr, her agent suggested she start the transition into movies, a move many models have rushed before. For decades models rushed into film, grabbing the first movie and pay check they could get their hands on. Sam wanted her first movie to be special, a grand entrance into the world of film. That’s why she needed Kyle Whitney. Kyle was 29 years old, just over six feet tall, fit, arrogant and wealthy. He had short black hair that was gelled most of the time. His life was money, sex and repeat, that’s all he cared about. He also loved getting his picture in the tabloids which happened a few times while he was dating actresses and models. Dating Samantha was a great way to get back into the tabloids. Along with having a wealthy career he had connections everywhere. Some of his connections were the producers of a new film called Sandra’s Time, a film Sam was desperate to do. The film was going to be a blockbuster, she would be an instant celebrity if she could get the lead role, but she was at the bottom of the list of women considered. So as her agent always told her to do, Samantha was doing whatever it took to get the job.