Her interruption gives me a chance to head off to my trailer and hide until I have to come out. Jessie’s not a bad person, but I’m surprised after all this time she’s still flirting with me. I know she’s had a few high-profile romances, and it’s been forever since we’ve spent any time together.

Doing this was a bad idea.

Only, I can’t say that because Delaney’s here.

I’ve had her on my mind since I saw her the other day. Truth is that in some ways, she’s always been on my mind.

I have so many questions.

Six years ago, I thought the feelings I had for her were mutual. How could she have come back here and have a baby with someone else?

I loved her from the start.

Settling in, I read through my script again. There’s just one scene I’m rehearsing today and it’s not that long or with Jessie. I’m looking forward to getting back to the house and some time to myself.

I’m not sure how long I’m reading for, but the sudden knock on my trailer door makes me jump.

I open the door to the assistant who did the coffee run.

“Josh. This one’s for you?” The puzzled expression on her face leaves me just as confused.

“I didn’t order coffee.”

“The woman in the diner said to give this to you.”

I reach for the cup, and laugh when I see what’s written on the side.

My favourite Canadian is Ryan Reynolds now.

Maybe talking to Delaney won’t be so bad after all.

Twelve

Delaney

I shouldn’t have done it.

But on Friday when making a dozen takeaway coffees, I had to make just one more. I never did know when to keep my mouth shut, or leave something alone.

He doesn’t want me. He can’t do.

Part of me expects him to walk in the door later in the afternoon. That same part is a little disappointed when he doesn’t. It’s so weird to have all these conflicting emotions when how much I was hurt still plagues me.

Thankfully this time, Melly doesn’t sleep in on Sunday morning. I’ve got a party to cater with the food being picked up before midday. There are thirty sandwiches, thirty burgers, a bucket of fried chicken, and four large apple pies to make before then, and I’m doing it by myself.

I completed a lot of the preparation yesterday, and just have to cook the meat and put it all together this morning. Pania goes to church on a Sunday, so she’s not available to help. But I can handle it as long as I don’t have any interruptions.