Love Under the Hot Lights by MK Meredith

Author:MK Meredith [Meredith, MK]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MK Meredith
Published: 2018-11-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

A few days later, the director called the main cast members to the set, and Gage brushed past her as if on accident, his hand gliding along her backside. She jumped, swallowing a giggle, then busied herself smoothing the front of her shirt, hoping no one noticed.

On set, he was always polite and courteous but made sure he knew where she was every second of the day. It was disconcerting and made her want to get him back to his place so she could see his wicked grin, wanting him to be everything but polite.

Sam stared after him, her head pounding. The past few days had consisted of hard work and hot sex. She couldn’t complain. But she wanted to. Falling into bed at night with a work-worn brain and Gage-warmed muscles lulled her into a false sense of contentment. False because it wouldn’t last. Couldn’t last. The end would come. But forever wasn’t what she’d asked for. How’d the saying go?

He delivered on exactly what she wanted, a fling—light and easy.

Finding a seat with a good view of the action without getting in the way, she settled in to work. Mesmerized by Gage’s talent, she lost herself in his character, in the story. A particularly heart-wrenching sequence wrapped up, and she sighed.

“It’s just a movie, you know.”

She twisted in her seat to find Martin standing behind the chair next to her, holding onto the back with both hands. “Hey. It’s really something. I think you have a winner here.”

His eyes twinkled. Clapping his hands once in obvious glee, he made his way around the chair and plopped into it. “I know it. Believe me, I love to see you cry.”

Sam rolled her eyes. “Thanks.”

“Don’t get me wrong, but for you to get emotionally involved in this setting—” He waved his hand to encompass the chaos of the set. “—with all of the equipment and side noise, well, that says something about this movie. Something big.”

She grinned.

Bushy black brows narrowed, and he leaned toward the screenplay on her lap. “Working?”

She followed his gaze and picked up the script. “Just tweaking.”

“Good, good.”

He didn’t ask to see her changes. The knowledge he trusted her was another bump up in her self-confidence. She wasn’t going anywhere. She loved her work.

Glancing around the set, she studied each member, each face. Who wouldn’t want her here?

Martin tapped her knee. “Okay, I better get to work before the other director gets pissed.” He stood to leave. “Sam.”

She looked up into his serious face.

“I remember the young screenwriter you were back in the beginning. You worked your ass off to be the best, wouldn’t take no for an answer. You built relationships, proved yourself time and again; it’s good to see that woman back in the game.”

Sam nodded, her throat tight. “I just hope everyone else will feel the same.”

“Doesn’t matter. They’ll be the fools in the end.”

Writing was as much a part of her as breathing. She loved it, and the idea that she’d considered walking away or was being pushed away because of Ethan made her stomach hurt.

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