and wrecking my life!â
âThis isnât your life. That was your life, back there.â He nodded in the direction theyâd come from, where the sled had flipped. âThat thing you almost lostâfor a television program. Thatâs your life, and I just about got you killed just now. Itâs over. Nothingâs worth that.â
She jerked her elbows, trying to break his grip but standing no chance. âYou canât just decide that!â
âYeah, I can.â
âGoddamn it, Ty, where is this coming from? From one sled accident in three seasons of shooting? Fromâ¦from thefact that I told you not to kiss me?â The last couple words came out a mumble.
His eyes dropped back to hers. âNo. I just canât let you endanger yourself for this. For me.â His hold slackened and Kate yanked her hands back.
Panicking, she tried a different approach. âYouâre over-reacting because youâre freaked out. But Iâm fine!â She patted herself down, her shoulders, ribs, thighs. âIâm fine! And this isnât just your show. This is mine, too, and you know it. All of it, especially out here.â
He cast his gaze to the snow between their feet. âIâm sorry, but Iâm not changing my mind on this.â
âI canât believe this.â She crossed her arms over her chest.
âItâs just a stupid show, Katie.â
How could he say that? This stupid show, as he called it, was the sun Kateâs life had orbited around these past two and a half years. She paused only a moment, just long enough to pull her glove off before she hit him again. Hard this time, an open palm across his face that jerked his head to the side with a snap and left a mean red mark blossoming beneath the heavy stubble on his jaw.
âKateââ
âIâve signed a hundred waivers to risk my neck for this âstupid show,ââ she hissed. âYou donât get to fire me because I almost get hurt making a program whose whole goddamn premise is trying to frigging stay alive! Of course itâs dangerous! Thatâs the point!â
âCalm down.â Ty made a move to grab her flailing arms again but she pulled back, livid.
âNo! I wonât! You donât get to do this! Iâve put my blood and sweat into this. Literally. Five seasons, you said. You promised me five seasons or until they stop renewing us.Five seasons of this, not me behind a desk in L.A. and you out here where all the good stuff happens.â
âThen I lied, Katie. I changed my mind, okay?â
âDonât call me that!â She hadnât corrected his calling her Katie in a very long time. No one ever called her that, not even when she was a little kid. Lovable, perky girls were called Katie, not prickly ones. The nickname was wrapped inexorably up in Ty, in how she felt around him, and she couldnât hear it now. âHow can you do this?â
âItâs a show. Itâs a job. Youâll find another job, if what Iâm offering isnât enough.â He exhaled heavily. âWeâll tweak the terms and Iâll get you an amazing severance package, okay? I mean, where are your priorities? Why canât you see how big a deal it is that you nearly lost your life back there?â
Canât you see that youâre my life now?
The silence that rang out in the wake of the shouting was deafening. Stomping back to the camera, Kate dusted off the snow and zipped it into its case, then set off along the trail. She could just see Tyâs red jacket in her periphery. Just as well he was on her bad earâs side. She didnât much feel like hearing anything he might have to say.
The flakes fell around them, silent and steady. Kate forced herself back into professional mode and filled her overheated head with concerns of actual survival, not just the canned and dramatized variety. Ty was right about the
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