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would have slapped that damn smirk off his face if she weren’t already in a bit of a tough spot from earlier, so she decided just to ignore him.
    “Let’s go people! We don’t have all day!” Jonah clapped his hands for attention, signaling Brea’s time to shine.

    Eight grueling hours later, and Brea was thrilled when Jonah yelled, “Cut!” He nodded at her, showing his satisfaction. That was Jonah. He wouldn’t tell you he was satisfied with you; he would just nod. She turned to Raquel and Clare, who were standing off to the side, and smiled in relief. Jonah had promised they could leave after this scene, having gone through four pages of script today.
    “One day down—” Brea started.
    “About a million to go,” Clare finished.
    Brea groaned, “Don’t remind me.”
    Raquel chuckled. “I know, right. You want to go grab some dinner?”
    Brea shook her head. “Can’t. I have a date.” She turned at the growl over her shoulder to see Lance, looking like he was ready to spit nails. She waved mockingly at him and turned back to the girls, hoping he would hear everything she was saying. It would only serve him right.
    Raquel looked confused. “Who do you have a date with? Last we heard—”
    “Greg,” she answered quickly, not wanting Raquel to give away the fact she was single. Best not to give away all her secrets; she was trying to make him jealous, not suspicious.
    “But I thought you said—”
    She was going to strangle Raquel, who wasn’t playing along like Brea wanted her. “That the last date was pretty good,” she cut her off. “He texted today, and I decided to go see him tonight.” Neither girl looked convinced, but she didn’t care about their opinion. She cared about Lance’s opinion, but he was too busy talking to someone else. A lot of good that did, she thought warily; he wasn’t even paying attention. Why she cared, when she was trying to get rid of him, was something to ponder later.
    “I’ll let you know what happens.” She waved goodbye, leaving quickly to get away from their questioning glances. Brea wasn’t stupid. She knew they wanted to ask more, but she didn’t want to talk about it right now. Plus, Lance didn’t even hear, so what was the damn point. Feeling a bit dejected, Brea made her way back to her trailer to gather her purse so she could get ready for her date.
    “Brea, wait up!” Lance was running toward her. She barely looked at him; he had ignored her most of the afternoon, and she just needed to leave.
    “I said wait up.” He grabbed her arm, turning her toward him.
    “What do you want?” she asked, pulling away from his grip and crossing her arms.
    “Nothing, I just wanted to say bye.” There had to be a catch. She waited, and sure enough, he didn’t disappoint. “And wish you well on your date,” he said on a sneer.
    “Ahhh.” She moved closer, crowding into his space. “The truth comes out. Jealous?”
    He scoffed. “He would have to be real competition in order for me to be jealous.” He moved closer, where the slightest movement would result in a kiss. “And we both know who you really want to be with you tonight.”
    She arched her brow. “And who would that be?”
    “Me,” he whispered softly, brushing his lips across hers lightly.
    She pulled back, staring into amused green eyes. “Is that so?” She bit her lip, causing Lance’s eyes to drop down. He licked his lips, leaning down, when a series of beeps sounded from her pocket. She jerked back, the moment gone, before she reached in her pocket to retrieve her phone. Lance stood there, running his hands down his face, watching her as she glanced at the phone display. It was Greg confirming their time, but that well-placed text did a hell of a lot more than confirming the time.
    “Um…” she didn’t know what to say, tucking her hair behind her ear.
    “That the loser?” He gestured toward her phone.
    She crossed her arms. “He’s not a loser. And whoever was