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area. While she is here visiting, she has graciously volunteered her time and will be helping me with casting and coaching. Everyone say hello to Trista.”
The kids yelled out a warm welcome to her along with some adults in the audience.
“Thanks, everyone. This is certainly an honor to be working with each and every one of you. I look forward to getting to know everyone.” Trista sat back down.
Michelle continued to introduce a few more people as part of the volunteer crew as each one stood and waved to the kids on stage.
“And last but not least, returning for the third year, is James Riker.”
Trista whipped her head around. She didn’t realize Riker was part of the theatre crew. She caught his eye as he stood and gave a salute to the kids on stage.
“Riker will be heading up our set crew again this year. If y’all remember, he did a great job on the set for Rapunzel! Rapunzel! last year as well as helping with costume designs. This man’s talents are vast.”
That was true, Trista thought, remembering all Riker’s talents. Including the ones he had in the bedroom.
“Thanks, Miss Newhouse. I’m happy to be back this year, and I’m looking forward to working with these munchkins again.”
Trista heard the little girls giggling. She could’ve sworn she heard some of the moms in the audience swooning as well.
After the meeting was over, Trista headed outside, where she was approached by Riker. “We meet again,” he said. Riker was wearing his typical work uniform of distressed jeans and a black t-shirt. Trista could see the other women checking him out…and probably wondering what in the world Trista was doing talking to this gorgeous man.
“I thought the whole point of our last conversation was that we steered clear of one another,” Trista whispered, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Well, darling, I can’t help it that you show up wherever I am. How was I to know that you were going to be here? Besides, you heard Miss Newhouse. This is my third year doing the children’s theatre. What do you want me to do? Quit? I couldn’t do that to the little guys.”
Trista sighed. “Of course not. This just makes it a little harder.”
Riker took a piece of Trista’s hair and twirled it around his finger. “It doesn’t have to be hard. Besides, Miss Fancy Pants, I’ll be working mostly backstage. You’ll hardly even know I’m there.”
Riker’s touch set off butterflies in her stomach. Oh, she would know he was there. And she knew that she would be not be able to resist his charms. “I can’t do this anymore, Riker.”
“I’m having dinner with Nicolette tonight,” he said. He was so close to her she could smell his delicious cologne. And the spearmint toothpaste. It was a yummy combination that made Trista want to take him right then and there and do dirty things to him.
“My relationship with my sister is still rocky. If she found out about this, I’m afraid it would be the end,” Trista said, speaking low. Some of the kids and parents were staring and whispering. A few stood off to the side, waiting to talk to her. “Please, don’t say anything to her.”
“I’m telling her that it’s over. For good. She needs to know there is no future for us. Ever.” Riker whispered in her ear, “You don’t have to worry about me spilling our secret.”
“I’m worried about you breaking my sister’s heart. You know she’s in love with you. Or at least she thinks she is.”
“It was never my intention to hurt Nicolette. She’s a great girl. But even if you weren’t in the picture, Trista, I would still be doing this. She needs to know that it will never work between us.” Riker reached out and took her hand in his. “We can’t change what happened between us. I know you felt it too.”
“Do what you have to do.” Trista tried to pull her hand free, but he had a tight grip on her. It irritated her, but at the same time, she felt electricity course through her body.
The kids yelled out a warm welcome to her along with some adults in the audience.
“Thanks, everyone. This is certainly an honor to be working with each and every one of you. I look forward to getting to know everyone.” Trista sat back down.
Michelle continued to introduce a few more people as part of the volunteer crew as each one stood and waved to the kids on stage.
“And last but not least, returning for the third year, is James Riker.”
Trista whipped her head around. She didn’t realize Riker was part of the theatre crew. She caught his eye as he stood and gave a salute to the kids on stage.
“Riker will be heading up our set crew again this year. If y’all remember, he did a great job on the set for Rapunzel! Rapunzel! last year as well as helping with costume designs. This man’s talents are vast.”
That was true, Trista thought, remembering all Riker’s talents. Including the ones he had in the bedroom.
“Thanks, Miss Newhouse. I’m happy to be back this year, and I’m looking forward to working with these munchkins again.”
Trista heard the little girls giggling. She could’ve sworn she heard some of the moms in the audience swooning as well.
After the meeting was over, Trista headed outside, where she was approached by Riker. “We meet again,” he said. Riker was wearing his typical work uniform of distressed jeans and a black t-shirt. Trista could see the other women checking him out…and probably wondering what in the world Trista was doing talking to this gorgeous man.
“I thought the whole point of our last conversation was that we steered clear of one another,” Trista whispered, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Well, darling, I can’t help it that you show up wherever I am. How was I to know that you were going to be here? Besides, you heard Miss Newhouse. This is my third year doing the children’s theatre. What do you want me to do? Quit? I couldn’t do that to the little guys.”
Trista sighed. “Of course not. This just makes it a little harder.”
Riker took a piece of Trista’s hair and twirled it around his finger. “It doesn’t have to be hard. Besides, Miss Fancy Pants, I’ll be working mostly backstage. You’ll hardly even know I’m there.”
Riker’s touch set off butterflies in her stomach. Oh, she would know he was there. And she knew that she would be not be able to resist his charms. “I can’t do this anymore, Riker.”
“I’m having dinner with Nicolette tonight,” he said. He was so close to her she could smell his delicious cologne. And the spearmint toothpaste. It was a yummy combination that made Trista want to take him right then and there and do dirty things to him.
“My relationship with my sister is still rocky. If she found out about this, I’m afraid it would be the end,” Trista said, speaking low. Some of the kids and parents were staring and whispering. A few stood off to the side, waiting to talk to her. “Please, don’t say anything to her.”
“I’m telling her that it’s over. For good. She needs to know there is no future for us. Ever.” Riker whispered in her ear, “You don’t have to worry about me spilling our secret.”
“I’m worried about you breaking my sister’s heart. You know she’s in love with you. Or at least she thinks she is.”
“It was never my intention to hurt Nicolette. She’s a great girl. But even if you weren’t in the picture, Trista, I would still be doing this. She needs to know that it will never work between us.” Riker reached out and took her hand in his. “We can’t change what happened between us. I know you felt it too.”
“Do what you have to do.” Trista tried to pull her hand free, but he had a tight grip on her. It irritated her, but at the same time, she felt electricity course through her body.
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