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she’d let me pass her off as a bet,” Trey said as he moved to spot Morris.
“A man can dream. Speaking of dreaming, are you paying attention here? I’m at twenty-four and still talking,” Morris goaded them.
The men rolled their eyes as Morris put them to shame on the bench press. “Hello? Earth to Everett,” Christian waved his hand in front of Trey’s face.
“Huh? Oh sorry. I’m trying to think of a way to propose to Taylor. Everything I've tried has been ruined. The carnival would have been perfect if not for that freaking clown.”
“Why don’t you just grow a pair and ask her?” Tucker asked.
“It’s not that easy. She deserves more than that.”
“That may be, but did you hear about Richardson’s wife?” Christian said in a low whisper.
“No, what?” Trey asked as they gathered closer to hear the latest news.
* * *
Taylor looked at the watch Mallory handed her and slid it onto her wrist. “So, if I press here it’ll send you my location?” Taylor asked.
“That’s right. I’ll know it’s an emergency and will be there in a flash. Now, how do you want to play this? I can be the big bad bodyguard or the pushy assistant.”
Taylor looked out at the sea of media. Grant somehow lost his shirt and glistened as he made his way on to the set. Melanie had three hulking bodyguards surrounding her with earpieces and matching tight black t-shirts. “I don’t think they’d believe me if I said you were a bodyguard. Your clothes are too nice.”
Mallory laughed and it somehow eased Taylor’s nerves. “Oh, I can pull off mean bodyguard with the best of them. However, I didn’t think it was your style.”
“It’s not. Let’s just get me through press row as fast as possible.”
“Okay, let’s go. And don’t worry about a thing. I’ll take care of all questions, pushy press, and divas.”
Taylor opened the door with a slight smile playing at her lips. She really liked Mallory and her stress level was already falling as Mallory kept up a steady stream of light conversation.
Press row wasn’t nearly as bad as she thought it was going to be. Taylor talked to Millie, and when it appeared the other stations were getting pushy, Mallory simply stepped in and announced they were late for a meeting with Jim and hurried her onto set.
“You’re either brave or stupid,” Melanie said from her make-up chair.
“Excuse me?” Taylor tried to keep the bite from her voice, but failed. It didn’t appear Melanie noticed, though.
“I thought after your trailer incident you’d get some security. Instead you broke the cardinal rule—you hired an assistant hotter than you.”
“I don’t think that’s possible, but it’s pretty darn close. You two are like a wet dream come true,” Grant grinned as bronzer was applied to his abs.
Taylor saw Mallory roll her eyes and decided to let it go.
Unfortunately, Melanie wasn’t going to let anything go. “See, the more important you are, the more security you should have. As I’m the most important person on set, I have my men here looking out for me. I guess it just goes to show you’re not important as you think.”
“Melanie, dear.” Taylor took her time putting her fake smile on. “I’m sorry to tell you, you broke your own rule and hired more attractive people than yourself, too. Poor thing, you didn’t even realize it.” Taylor spun on her heel as Melanie took her time registering the insult. “And if you don’t hit your marks today, I’ll be forced to cut some of your scenes and focus on Grant’s character more.”
Taylor walked out with Mallory trailing behind her. Curse words floated around as Melanie spat them as fast as she could.
“Cut!” Jim yelled and the boom mics dropped on the set. “I think we got it. I’ll review it tonight and let you know. Good job, everyone.”
Taylor jotted down some notes before reaching for her bag. After a full day of working with Mallory, they were
“A man can dream. Speaking of dreaming, are you paying attention here? I’m at twenty-four and still talking,” Morris goaded them.
The men rolled their eyes as Morris put them to shame on the bench press. “Hello? Earth to Everett,” Christian waved his hand in front of Trey’s face.
“Huh? Oh sorry. I’m trying to think of a way to propose to Taylor. Everything I've tried has been ruined. The carnival would have been perfect if not for that freaking clown.”
“Why don’t you just grow a pair and ask her?” Tucker asked.
“It’s not that easy. She deserves more than that.”
“That may be, but did you hear about Richardson’s wife?” Christian said in a low whisper.
“No, what?” Trey asked as they gathered closer to hear the latest news.
* * *
Taylor looked at the watch Mallory handed her and slid it onto her wrist. “So, if I press here it’ll send you my location?” Taylor asked.
“That’s right. I’ll know it’s an emergency and will be there in a flash. Now, how do you want to play this? I can be the big bad bodyguard or the pushy assistant.”
Taylor looked out at the sea of media. Grant somehow lost his shirt and glistened as he made his way on to the set. Melanie had three hulking bodyguards surrounding her with earpieces and matching tight black t-shirts. “I don’t think they’d believe me if I said you were a bodyguard. Your clothes are too nice.”
Mallory laughed and it somehow eased Taylor’s nerves. “Oh, I can pull off mean bodyguard with the best of them. However, I didn’t think it was your style.”
“It’s not. Let’s just get me through press row as fast as possible.”
“Okay, let’s go. And don’t worry about a thing. I’ll take care of all questions, pushy press, and divas.”
Taylor opened the door with a slight smile playing at her lips. She really liked Mallory and her stress level was already falling as Mallory kept up a steady stream of light conversation.
Press row wasn’t nearly as bad as she thought it was going to be. Taylor talked to Millie, and when it appeared the other stations were getting pushy, Mallory simply stepped in and announced they were late for a meeting with Jim and hurried her onto set.
“You’re either brave or stupid,” Melanie said from her make-up chair.
“Excuse me?” Taylor tried to keep the bite from her voice, but failed. It didn’t appear Melanie noticed, though.
“I thought after your trailer incident you’d get some security. Instead you broke the cardinal rule—you hired an assistant hotter than you.”
“I don’t think that’s possible, but it’s pretty darn close. You two are like a wet dream come true,” Grant grinned as bronzer was applied to his abs.
Taylor saw Mallory roll her eyes and decided to let it go.
Unfortunately, Melanie wasn’t going to let anything go. “See, the more important you are, the more security you should have. As I’m the most important person on set, I have my men here looking out for me. I guess it just goes to show you’re not important as you think.”
“Melanie, dear.” Taylor took her time putting her fake smile on. “I’m sorry to tell you, you broke your own rule and hired more attractive people than yourself, too. Poor thing, you didn’t even realize it.” Taylor spun on her heel as Melanie took her time registering the insult. “And if you don’t hit your marks today, I’ll be forced to cut some of your scenes and focus on Grant’s character more.”
Taylor walked out with Mallory trailing behind her. Curse words floated around as Melanie spat them as fast as she could.
“Cut!” Jim yelled and the boom mics dropped on the set. “I think we got it. I’ll review it tonight and let you know. Good job, everyone.”
Taylor jotted down some notes before reaching for her bag. After a full day of working with Mallory, they were
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