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Chapters (46)
  1. Dedication
  2. Chapter One
  3. Chapter Two
  4. Chapter Three
  5. Chapter Four
  6. Chapter Five
  7. Chapter Six
  8. Chapter Seven
  9. Chapter Eight
  10. Chapter Nine
  11. Chapter Ten
  12. Chapter Eleven
  13. Chapter Twelve
  14. Chapter Thirteen
  15. Chapter Fourteen
  16. Chapter Fifteen
  17. Chapter Sixteen
  18. Chapter Seventeen
  19. Chapter Eighteen
  20. Chapter Nineteen
  21. Chapter Twenty
  22. Chapter Twenty-One
  23. Chapter Twenty-Two
  24. Chapter Twenty-Three
  25. Chapter Twenty-Four
  26. Chapter Twenty-Five
  27. Chapter Twenty-Six
  28. ROCKUS RUMPUS IN ROME
  29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  30. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  31. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  32. Chapter Thirty
  33. Chapter Thirty-One
  34. Chapter Thirty-Two
  35. Chapter Thirty-Three
  36. Chapter Thirty-Four
  37. Chapter Thirty-Five
  38. Chapter Thirty-Six
  39. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  40. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  41. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  42. Chapter Forty
  43. Chapter Forty-One
  44. Epilogue
  45. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
  46. About the Author

“I know I don’t deserve another chance, but I’ve been thinking a lot about what you said about not overthinking things and going after what you want, and honestly, I just want to get to know you better.”

“Anything else you want to do?”

Anna’s face heated. “Now you’re just trying to make it painful. Please answer yes or no so I can go back to pretending I don’t find you attractive.”

“Yes, Anna, I will go to dinner with you.”

“Good.” Anna worried she sounded like she did when something went particularly well at work. “How about tonight?”

“I don’t have any plans except for working on this movie.”

“Cool, me neither.”

“Cool.” John rocked back on his heels.

Anna couldn’t remember the last time she’d asked anyone on a date. Wait a minute. “You know this is a date, right? I’m asking you on a date.”

“Yeah,” John said, laughing. “I know.”

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Chapter Twenty-Two

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John walked out of the small production office and waited for Anna outside the soundstage. Production had shut down for the day. The rain had stopped, and the sun sat low in the sky, casting a brilliant glow across the studio parking lot. Like any other workplace, office workers and cafeteria staff chatted good-naturedly as they streamed from the nondescript buildings to their cars and out to the main road to the bus stop.

Matteo waved to John. He liked the camera operator. Matteo was experienced, easy to work with, and had provided useful insights. With his full dark beard, long hair falling into his eyes, and his casual manners, he’d quickly charmed everyone on the set. Well, everyone except Cole. The director of photography was determined to be irritable to everyone he met.

“Vuoi bere qualcosa?” Matteo asked, miming drinking from a glass.

John’s Italian wasn’t great, but he understood the question. He appreciated the local crew’s easy camaraderie as they worked with crews from many different countries on many different productions.

John shook his head as Anna walked out from the soundstage, chatting with Pauline and Sofia. The young woman had proven herself invaluable on set as she supported many different departments. Anna smiled at John before turning to the other woman.

Matteo glanced between John and Anna and raised an eyebrow. John wasn’t worried about the press like Anna was, but that didn’t mean he was interested in being gossiped about by the cast or crew. When John didn’t respond and instead met the other man’s gaze without innuendo, Matteo put up his hands as if in surrender. John nodded to the other man. Matteo gave him a nod in return and continued on his walk to his car with his friends.