But the chance to work with Vincent again? To make something amazing? I couldn’t pass that up. Vincent had a true eye for the potential of things, and he’d take something good and make it great. He’d done wonders for me: my star had definitely risen a few notches after that miniseries aired.
“We’re professionals, Lou. We can handle working together.” I kept my voice calm and even, despite not feeling it. Lou didn’t say anything, and I knew what his weighted silence meant. I blew out a breath and pinched the bridge of my nose. “Ican handle it. I won’t cause any trouble—I’ll just do the job.”
“Even if your character and his are the ones romantically involved?”
I sucked in a breath. Shit. Could I work with him under those circumstances? Could I put aside my hate for the asshole long enough to shoot romantic scenes with him? My gut said no. I should walk away and forget the project existed.