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didn’t.”
    “I can’t believe he got you fired from the movie.”
    “He’s the star. I don’t have any proof of it, but
I think he has kept me from getting work in primetime too, at least on this
network.”
    “I knew he was an arrogant, womanizing ass, but I
had no idea he could be so vindictive. Well, at least COD is on hiatus.
Winnie had been hanging out at the set all the time – that would have
been awkward.”
    Rich gulped down the rest of his wine. “Well,
let’s not let him dominate our evening. I’m sure we both have more interesting
stories.”
    “Agreed.”
    After dinner and several nightcaps, Rich brought
her home and walked her to the door.
    “I-uh-I’m not going to ask you in. I had a great
time, but I don’t think we should…”
    “I understand. I don’t think we should rush into
anything either, but I’d like to take you out again, if that’s okay.”
    “Yes, I’d like that. You have my number.”
    They stood under the light over her door looking
at each other until he touched her cheek and pushed some hair behind her ear,
leaned down, and brought his lips to hers. Sweet, moist, and tender.
    He pulled back and ran his finger down her cheek
to her bottom lip. “I’ll call you?”
    She nodded and said goodnight. Once inside, she
set down her purse and kicked off her shoes when her cell phone began to
vibrate. She didn’t recognize the number, but she answered anyway.
    “Hello?”
    “Hey, it’s Rich. I was wondering if you were busy
Wednesday night.”
    .

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER
6
     
     
    Sienna – (still sniffing) Thank you. You have been
so kind to me, Father…”
    Raife – No, not Father yet. I am a religious
Brother.
    Sienna – (slight laugh) Yet another brother.
    Raife – Just call me Raife.
    (Tag Sienna smiling)
     
    “Cut. Print.”
    Mr. Peacock’s words were followed by a buzzer and
the crew stepping away from the set as Alice and Jack walked toward Rich and
Giselle, respectively.
    Rich met Alice with a grin as he tugged off his
clerical collar. “So how long do I have to wear this thing?”
    “Well, Giselle cannot be the only reason that
Raife doesn’t become ordained. That wouldn’t look good if she came between you
and God. We have to make it clear that you are not cut out for the clergy.”
    He leaned closer to her. “I’m sure I can convince
you that’s true.”
    She smiled up at him and at the pleasure she found
in flirting. That was the other problem with the script. Each time she began
writing a romantic scene for Raife and Sienna, she would picture Rich with her
instead.
    She caught a form from the corner of her eye and
glanced over. Peter glowered at them from off set with a pronounced frown.
    “He really does hate you,” Alice said. “Every time
I look up, he is glaring at you. If he keeps creasing his eyebrows like that,
he’s going to get wrinkles.”
    “I’m surprised he can move them at all with all
that Botox.”
    She faced Rich again when she giggled so Peter
wouldn’t know she was laughing at him.  Suspect, perhaps. “Do you really think
he uses Botox?”
    “This is Hollywood. I was about to go out for a
cigarette. Join me?”
    “I didn’t know you smoked.”
    “Occasionally. Do you?”
    “No, but I-uh-was thinking of starting.”
    “Starting? You’re kidding.”
    “But with electronic cigarettes.”
    They both began giggling then, and Rich glanced
over at Peter before taking her hand. “Come on. I’m tired of Lord Voldemort
staring me down.”
     
    “Alice,” Peter called out from his make-up chair.
She stopped and faced him but didn’t approach. She refused to be summoned to
join the bevy of females floating around him.  As soon as he seemed to realize
that, he stood and walked to her with script in hand.
    “Is there something you can do for me, Mr.
Walsingham?”
    “Uh…yes. I wanted to discuss this scene I have
with my sister.”
    She released an aggravated sigh.  Now what?
    “Could we speak