While team members scrutinized snippets of show video, Kassidy’s attention kept sliding toward Drew, who leaned against the far wall of the green room, arms folded loosely against his chest, ankles crossed. At last Liam dismissed the cast and crew. While team members exited the theater, Drew sidled forward, holding Kassidy’s gaze. “You still game for that coffee and dessert you mentioned earlier?” “Of course.” “Good, because I touched base with the hotel concierge. He told me there’s a place called Cleo’s that serves incredible handmade pies, and they’re open twenty-four-seven.” He had taken the lead. Like a suitor. How chivalrous and charming. “That sounds perfect. Thanks for the effort. After the calories I expended during tonight’s show, I’ve earned the right to indulge, no matter what Elizabeth Portier might think.” Drew took her hand, tucked it into the crook of his arm. Kassidy synched her footfalls to his while they strode from the performance facility.
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