Chapter 55

“Jack.”

Martin didn’t answer immediately. The pause wasn’t long. In fact, it was probably only the length of a single, knowing glance. Jack was just about ready to call the whole thing off and leave, regardless of how it looked, but then Paul said, “Send him in.”

Jack shot a smile of gratitude at Lilah and pushed the door open. He stepped into a tasteful office, decorated in rich mahogany wood and navy fabrics. Double-wide windows let the brilliant morning sunshine stream inside, but Jack barely noticed. He was too busy devouring the sight of Paul outlined against the glass, his arms folded over his chest.

“Not breaking up a party, am I?” The lightness in his tone even surprised him.

“No,” Paul said, his voice flat.

“We were just discussing the shooting schedule for Sticks and Stones,” Martin said smoothly.

“There’s not a problem with it, is there?” Though the look on Paul’s face made it more than clear that production was not what was on his mind.