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Chapter 10

Natalie

I woke up before the alarm. The neon green numbers marking the early hours. Four fifty-five. It took the longest time to change to five. And then I couldn’t get up and make noise. It would have been bad to rob him of his last half hour of sleep.

I used the time wisely. It was fun looking over the hills and valleys of his body, when he didn’t know I was watching. I lifted the sheet and turned on my iPhone flashlight at one point, just to make sure I was getting the whole picture. Spectacular man.

It surprised me that when he woke the first move he made was to put a hand on my pussy. God bless him. Compared to yesterday it was a quickie, but next to all other days and men, it was satisfying in every way.

Now as I stand at the window, watching for Jenna’s car, I’m thinking about the state of things. So far I haven’t picked up on any relationship red flags. Parker has been respectful and kind and I’ve never seen him looking at another woman in my presence. But what does that prove? Alex, that asshole of an ex-husband, taught me that lesson. His lack of loyalty caught me unaware.

Here’s Jenna.

“Is that her?” Parker walks in the room with what I assume is his stunt bag.

“Yeah. What’s in the bag, your tools you use for stunts?”

That crooked grin on his face is my answer.

“You’re so cute,” he chuckles.

“What? Don’t you have supplies or equipment?”

“Yeah babe. My pads and belts are in here. You’ll see when we get to set.”

“I love this movie lingo. We’re off to the set,” I say with a flourish.

The doorbell sounds, announcing Jenna.

“Will you get that? I’ve got to find my charger.”

I cross the room and swing the door open. Before I even see her I know what her expression is going to be. Excitement.

“I’m going to meet Finn Kennedy today!” she whisper screams, so as to not wake up the neighbors or let Parker know she’s about to burst.

We hug and for some stupid reason start jumping up and down. It’s clear we’re women on the verge of freaking out.

“I’m really happy for you,” I say. “Don’t have a heart attack when you talk to him.”

She comes inside and heads for Parker.

“Hi! Am I dressed okay, because I have a change of clothes in the car.”

Parker places both hands on her shoulders. “Take a deep breath, Jenna. You’re dressed fine. Glad you listened to me about wearing tennis shoes.”

She can’t help herself, she goes in for a cheek kiss, surprising us all.

“Okay,” Parker says. “Well, let’s go over a few rules for when we’re on set. You can bring your cells, but they must be turned off. You don’t want them ringing in the middle of an actor’s dialogue.”

“Should I take notes? Just to make sure I don’t forget something?” She says it perfectly seriously.

“No. You’ll remember. You’ll be able to get pictures, but we’ll wait till lunch is called. Maybe we’ll go to Finn’s trailer if he doesn’t eat with the crew. Sometimes he’s running lines. And don’t talk to the cast or crew while they’re working. Just be the observers.”

“Got it, boss. Hey, did I tell you I’m meeting Finn Kennedy today?”

Jenna goes into her happy dance as Parker gives up the fight and laughs.

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