Trina had taken over driving when they stopped for gas and was behind the wheel as they approached the terminal. The discussion about Ellie and fate—or that momentary flash of lust—had broken the ice and their conversation had flowed easily as the miles flew by, reminding her why she had liked hi...
Miranda frowned, leaning over Todd’s shoulder in the editing bay as a lei-bedecked Marcy gushed about the passion of the islands. “No, no, not that segment. Fiji. The tribal village with the school.” “Right,” her beleaguered assistant muttered, switching the footage. “It might help if you told me...
Dale and Ben had already gathered up their things and headed out for the night, slapping Will on the back as they went and nodding with courteous ma’ams for her. Will didn’t have any more stuff than the others, but he took his time with each and every tool, lingering. She didn’t mind. She’d love ...
Just friends. It bothered the hell out of him. Not lying to the press necessarily, but this particular lie. Because he couldn’t get over the feeling that she was trying to protect him by putting distance between them publicly. As if he would be tainted by association. &nbs...
He would have rather had four hours on a plane with two hyper children than two hours with Bach—or whoever it was who’d be assaulting his ears tonight. He jogged up the stairs, intent on grabbing a quick shower to rinse off the dirt and sweat from the base-jumping expedition. He heard splashing c...