Chapter 9

“Is there anything else?” I asked, taking a small step backward even as I kept my gaze fixed on him.

His deep brown eyes heated as he looked at me, and after a moment, he shook his head. “I’ll be along as soon as I can.” His tone was dismissive, and yet somehow still filled with promise. I wasn’t quite sure how he managed it.

“Okay. Good.” I felt like an idiot, but I didn’t know what else to say. Truthfully, I didn’t think anything else needed to be said. So I just gave him a smile and headed off set. It was a quick walk past the soundstages and down the hall that held the dressing rooms.

We were done for the day, even though it was just now five, and I could head there without question. The cast members often hung out in their rooms and the hallway after we were done filming, taking our time winding down before we headed home. No one would know that I was waiting for Vincent.