Best time of the day. Actors and early mornings went hand in hand. He smiled into his coffee cup as he caught sight of Zoe trying to make her way through the lines of cables, dodging makeup artists, camera crew, actors, extras, all the while trying to keep hold of Ryan, who seemed to be intent on bouncing all over the place. Coke and Ice loped along behind, the kid’s constant companions. Flustered, Zoe looked up; her rare green eyes met his, and his heart did a slow roll over in his chest as a wide grin appeared when she caught sight of him. Despite his best efforts, he hadn’t managed to get his hands on her again, but he was still hopeful. He’d been busy on indoor shoots for the last few days and filming hadn’t gone too well. Long, hard days had started to take their toll on cast and crew. He’d been quite happy—he enjoyed his work on the whole—but it was outdoor scenes today, and they wanted him to ride a horse. He hated goddamned horses. He’d lived his life on a ranch until he was nineteen and started to get bit parts in the movies.
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