time, sir.”
Reed walked over to a blank wall, and Ty pointed the camera at him. “Some relationship coaches have a certificate from a training center, but they are not therapists. There is no therapy involved, only someone helping you figure out the problems in the relationship and your role in those problems.”
Reed made a cutting motion with his hand and let the mic drop. “I know this is the first day of shooting, but right now, I don’t think I’ve found the angle I want to pursue.”
“I’m telling you, man, I don’t have a good feeling about this one.”
“Yeah, I know you keep telling me. Relax, it’s the first day. It will get better.”
It had to get better, or Graham would have Reed’s hide. Find the dirt on this woman or find another job. He didn’t doubt for a moment Graham would fire him if he didn’t like the film Reed produced.
“This woman is good. Even I was beginning to wonder if I might need to rethink my dating habits.”
Reed gazed at his friend and cameraman. “Come on, you’re kidding me.”
“No, I’m not. I don’t go to bars and hook up with women. In my past relationships, I’ve always looked out for my best interests and didn’t give a shit about what the woman thought. Maybe that’s why I can’t keep a girlfriend.”
Reed shook his head. They still had weeks of filming. They would find something on the clever Ms. Morgan. “I understand, but do you want a permanent relationship?”
“No.”
“Then, who the hell cares what you do? Be upfront with the woman and have sex. As long as she knows you’re not interested in forever, just enjoy the moment,” Reed said. Was his cameraman being indoctrinated with this psychobabble? How jacked was that?
Ty nodded. “Yeah, you’re probably right. But why is it starting to sound wrong?”
***
Lacey stretched her neck, releasing the tension in her tight muscles. Her back ached from the long day of being on her feet.
Reed walked up and watched her. “Tight neck?”
“Yeah, after being on stage all day, I’m tense.”
He placed his hands on her shoulders and began to massage them.
“God, that feels good.” His hands were strong and warm, his fingers working magic on her shoulders and neck. She sighed and knew she should stop him, but the pleasure was too great.
“Thank you,” he replied, his voice near her ear, his breath tickling the back of her neck.
“Did you get some good film today?” she asked, trying not to think about the way his hands were making her feel.
“Yes, we did. We even got a few people to talk on camera.”
“They gave me raving reviews, right?”
“Yes, they did. We talked to two men and two women. One person said this was the second time she’d taken this seminar, and this time she’d brought her girlfriends.”
Lacey felt a little tension seep out of her, relieved her clients were saying good things on camera about her. “Great!”
“I don’t know if men will think that way. I’m sure there are bars all over Texas where the Bubbas of this world are going home alone,” he said, his voice sliding like warm butter down her spine.
She laughed, the tension leaving her body under the ministrations of his fingers. “Good. We’ll be helping lower the STD epidemic.”
“Where to now?” Reed asked.
She wanted to close her eyes and let him continue to make her feel so relaxed. “Back to Dallas, where I have a full day of client sessions, a church singles meeting, and my Friday night mixer. Plus, I have to go apartment looking.”
“You’re moving?”
“Yes, my boyfriend and I are moving in together.”
Reed’s hands felt heavenly, but the thought of Dean made her stop and think about what she was doing. Another man’s hands giving her pleasure would not be appropriate for an engaged or married woman. She stepped out of Reed’s reach.
“Thanks that feels better,” she said and reached up to rub the back of her neck, where his hands had left her skin warm and
Reed walked over to a blank wall, and Ty pointed the camera at him. “Some relationship coaches have a certificate from a training center, but they are not therapists. There is no therapy involved, only someone helping you figure out the problems in the relationship and your role in those problems.”
Reed made a cutting motion with his hand and let the mic drop. “I know this is the first day of shooting, but right now, I don’t think I’ve found the angle I want to pursue.”
“I’m telling you, man, I don’t have a good feeling about this one.”
“Yeah, I know you keep telling me. Relax, it’s the first day. It will get better.”
It had to get better, or Graham would have Reed’s hide. Find the dirt on this woman or find another job. He didn’t doubt for a moment Graham would fire him if he didn’t like the film Reed produced.
“This woman is good. Even I was beginning to wonder if I might need to rethink my dating habits.”
Reed gazed at his friend and cameraman. “Come on, you’re kidding me.”
“No, I’m not. I don’t go to bars and hook up with women. In my past relationships, I’ve always looked out for my best interests and didn’t give a shit about what the woman thought. Maybe that’s why I can’t keep a girlfriend.”
Reed shook his head. They still had weeks of filming. They would find something on the clever Ms. Morgan. “I understand, but do you want a permanent relationship?”
“No.”
“Then, who the hell cares what you do? Be upfront with the woman and have sex. As long as she knows you’re not interested in forever, just enjoy the moment,” Reed said. Was his cameraman being indoctrinated with this psychobabble? How jacked was that?
Ty nodded. “Yeah, you’re probably right. But why is it starting to sound wrong?”
***
Lacey stretched her neck, releasing the tension in her tight muscles. Her back ached from the long day of being on her feet.
Reed walked up and watched her. “Tight neck?”
“Yeah, after being on stage all day, I’m tense.”
He placed his hands on her shoulders and began to massage them.
“God, that feels good.” His hands were strong and warm, his fingers working magic on her shoulders and neck. She sighed and knew she should stop him, but the pleasure was too great.
“Thank you,” he replied, his voice near her ear, his breath tickling the back of her neck.
“Did you get some good film today?” she asked, trying not to think about the way his hands were making her feel.
“Yes, we did. We even got a few people to talk on camera.”
“They gave me raving reviews, right?”
“Yes, they did. We talked to two men and two women. One person said this was the second time she’d taken this seminar, and this time she’d brought her girlfriends.”
Lacey felt a little tension seep out of her, relieved her clients were saying good things on camera about her. “Great!”
“I don’t know if men will think that way. I’m sure there are bars all over Texas where the Bubbas of this world are going home alone,” he said, his voice sliding like warm butter down her spine.
She laughed, the tension leaving her body under the ministrations of his fingers. “Good. We’ll be helping lower the STD epidemic.”
“Where to now?” Reed asked.
She wanted to close her eyes and let him continue to make her feel so relaxed. “Back to Dallas, where I have a full day of client sessions, a church singles meeting, and my Friday night mixer. Plus, I have to go apartment looking.”
“You’re moving?”
“Yes, my boyfriend and I are moving in together.”
Reed’s hands felt heavenly, but the thought of Dean made her stop and think about what she was doing. Another man’s hands giving her pleasure would not be appropriate for an engaged or married woman. She stepped out of Reed’s reach.
“Thanks that feels better,” she said and reached up to rub the back of her neck, where his hands had left her skin warm and
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