Baby On His Hollywood Doorstep by Lauri Robinson

Author:Lauri Robinson [Robinson, Lauri]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: historical romance, Women's Fiction, Regency & Victorian Romance, London Society, England & Britain, 20th Century, 1920's-1930's, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Love Possibility, Hearts Desire, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Beautiful & Feisty, Love-Family & Forever, Action & Adventure, Sensual Story Theme, Brides 0f The Roaring Twenties Series, Family & Domestic Life, Chicago Mob, Best Friends Baby, Guardianship, Baby's Uncle, Hollywood Film Producer
Publisher: Harlequin Historical; Original edition
Published: 2019-05-01T04:00:00+00:00

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Helen bit her bottom lip, not sure if she should speak or not. She didn’t know anything about filming a movie, but did know a little bit about feathers. Jack and the director both looked frustrated.

Reaching out, she laid a hand on his arm. “Jack?”

He turned, and though there was annoyance on his face, he offered her a smile. “Yes?”

Half afraid he’d think it silly or no help, she bit her lip before saying, “There was a laundry near where I lived in Chicago, and one time a feather pillow accidently split open. They used a fan to blow the feathers off the rest of the clothing. The owner had told me about it.” That had been the very day she’d applied for the typist job at the laundry.

“A fan?”

Her stomach jittered with nerves, as she nodded. She hadn’t seen it happen, but Mr. Stamper had told her all about it.

Jack turned to the director. They shared a thoughtful gaze and then both looked at her.

She nodded again.

“I like that,” the director said. “Not only would it blow the feathers off them, it would look more like a blizzard.” He spun around and shouted, “Get me a fan. More than one!”

Jack patted her shoulder. “Thanks.”

“I don’t know if it will work for sure,” she warned.

“But it’s a good idea and worth a try.”

A sense of accomplishment, or pride, or something akin to that filled her. She held her breath as two fans were set up and turned on. The director, Newton Hindman, had the actors walk before the fan several times, watching as the feathers caught air and gently blew away.

Just when she thought her lungs might bust from the air that needed to be let out, he clapped his hands.

“This will work!” Newton shouted. “Two minutes!”

“I’ve never seen Newton smile like that,” Jack said. “Thanks.”

“I’m glad I could help.” Helen couldn’t hold back her smile. Helping him, even in this small way felt better than anything. It was such a little thing compared to all he’d done for her and Grace, but it felt so good.

When filming started again, her heart quickly jumped into her throat. With the fans blowing the feathers about, it looked as if the men were seriously trudging through a blizzard. When one fell, it wasn’t funny, but serious, especially when blood appeared on his temple. He kept stumbling, past another sign measuring the miles to his destination. It was the tall one who was injured. Malcolm Boyd.

The way he’d approached her and winked earlier had unnerved her, but now she felt sorry for him. The way he stumbled and crawled back to his feet. It truly felt as if he was fighting with all he had to get home.

The other actor kept helping him up, helping him move forward through the blizzard.

Even though she’d seen someone put the sign up, she still held her breath when the two stumbled up to it. It showed both of the names of their hometowns—one was straight ahead, the other to the left.

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