Page 89 of An Accidental Love Affair

Davis’ eyes narrowed on her. “Aren’t you the girl from the tabloids? The one caught doing the nasty with Reece Collins?”

Nicole blushed. “Guilty as charged.”

His mouth dropped open. “What happened there?”

“It was a momentary lapse of reason.” His eyebrows rose. “Reece and I are friends, but nothing more than that. He’s the one who introduced me to Colin.”

Davis clucked his tongue. “That man is a bonified sex god, and you dumped him for some unknown actor? You disappoint me, girl.”

“I disappoint a lot of people.”

“I doubt that’s true.”

Nicole didn’t want to talk about Reece or Colin any longer. “I think we should get back to work. Reece’s play opens in London next week for a six-week run. Filming is going to start shortly after that.”

“You seem to know quite a bit about his schedule.”

Nicole shrugged it off. “Like I said, we’re friends. I’ll do whatever I can to help him advance his career.”

Davis stared off into space. “Ooh, that Reece,” he sighed, shivering with lust. “I hope I can count on you to introduce us when the time comes.”

“That’s not going to happen if you continue getting sidetracked. At this rate, we won’t finish on time.”

“You’re right, dear, no rest for the wicked.” He went back to his computer, burying himself in rewrites.

They worked non-stop for nearly five hours, tearing down scenes and building them back up again. Turned out, writing a screenplay was just as frustrating as writing a book. At the end of the day, they were both wrung out.

“I’m meeting a few friends for dinner this evening. Would you care to join me?”

Nicole shook her head. “Thank you, no. I’m expecting a call from London. I don’t want to miss it.”

“Oh yes, long-distance love affair. Have fun. I’ll see you in the morning.” Davis left the office while Nicole finished packing up her notes, following behind him.

She wanted to get back to her hotel room, shower, and order room service while she waited for Reece’s call. She was willing to admit she missed him like crazy. Being in Hollywood without him was a bummer, but the play was important to him, so she sucked it up, dealing with the loneliness.

The one good thing to come out of their engagement was they seemed to be back on an even keel. It was like they’d been at the beach in North Carolina, right before Marcus had shown up, ruining things between them. They were being open with each other again, telling their secrets and sharing their dreams. They’d even come close to making love, just before she left London. They’d been interrupted before anything hot and heavy had occurred. Damn it! She’d been pent-up with sexual frustration ever since.

Lindsey was on the balcony when she entered the room. Her sister had begged to come. Since she didn’t want

to be here alone, she agreed. They were having a great time sightseeing and visiting all the regular tourist attractions. They even drove to Vegas, staying in a room at Caesar’s Palace. They kept their gambling to a minimum, playing only on the penny slots, but they had a blast winning most of their money back.

Still, she missed Reece and was wishing she was in London with him.

“Hey Linds, I’m back.”

“Hey Coley, how was your first day? Is the screenwriter nice? Was he cute?”

“My first day was exhausting. Yes, he’s very nice. He’s exceptionally cute, and he’s gay—in that order.”

Lindsey’s face fell. “Oh, bummer. What’s on the menu for tonight?”

“I want to take a shower, but I’m waiting for Reece to call.”

“There’s no need to postpone it; he called already. He said to tell you he misses you and that rehearsals are going well. He also hopes you’re enjoying yourself.”

“Did he say anything else?”

“Nope. That about sums it up.”

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