Chapter 25

Eventually things started to wind down. It wasn’t that late, barely midnight, but I’d long ago learned that this party was to celebrate and enjoy each other off set, not an excuse for everyone to drink themselves stupid and party hard. There was work tomorrow anyway, even though I didn’t have to be on set. People started to say their good-byes and leave, and Lucas took the opportunity of the thinning crowd to lean forward and rest his elbows on the table.

“You didn’t drink much tonight,” he said, turning his head in my direction and keeping his voice low.

I snorted out a laugh, even as I shook my head. “That was a onetime thing. Not really me.”

Lucas’s eyes danced with merriment as he studied me. I let him look, not breaking our eye-lock. I resolutely ignored the way my heartbeat picked up at his regard. He must have noticed though, because his gaze turned heated and he licked his lips.

“Can we talk?”