Chapters (50)
- Dedication
- About This Book
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINTEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
- CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
“Next on the agenda is: who’s going to work with Drake about his wooden delivery?” Paige asked. Noah peered around the tarp to see Paige and Jayla touch their fingers to their noses.
“Not it,” Jayla proclaimed.
“Yep,” Paige agreed.
“Damn it. I hate when you guys do that,” Cat grumbled. “Fine. I’ll talk to him. Again. He’ll be fine. We just need him to be able to play off of people onscreen. Let’s give him to Mrs. Pringle and let her chase him around set for a day. He’ll be fine.”
“Ladies.” Cat’s assistant Henry appeared with a tray of coffees. They pounced on him like alley cats on a mouse.
“No spilling!” he cautioned them, brushing at the sleeve of his coat. “This is Italian wool. Oh, hey, Noah.”
All eyes turned to him and Noah felt his face flush. He’d eased a little too far forward while they were calling him attractive. He shoved his hands in his pockets and tried to look as though he hadn’t just been busted for eavesdropping.
“Uh. Hi. I just got here,” he lied.
Cat’s eyes narrowed over her fresh coffee as she shot him a withering glare. “What can we do for you No-ah? Did you decide to revoke our permits?”
“I wanted to come down and see if there’s anything you guys need,” he said, remembering to add an easy smile. There was nothing more in this world that he wanted than to wipe the smirk off her face.
He saw Paige rise and give Cat’s boot a kick. “That’s very kind of you, Noah. I think we’re all set for the day. Did you get the shooting schedule for the week?”
He nodded, eyes still on Cat. “I did. Thanks for including me. It was helpful to know what to expect. Also, do you have anyone on your end coordinating volunteers? We’ve been getting some calls about the show, and we’d be happy to transfer them to the right contact.”
Cat made a growling sound that had him grinning and Jayla scrambling to her feet. She put her five-foot-two self between Cat and Noah.
“That’s very thoughtful of you,” Jayla said, grabbing his arm and pulling him away from Cat. “Why don’t you come with me, and I’ll introduce you to… someone.”
Noah raised his hand over his shoulder as Jayla dragged him out of the danger zone. “Bye, Cat.”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Cat pushed through the door of Merry and Bright, ignoring the jingle of bells. Instead she zoomed in on the scent of hot, fresh caffeine. It was eight a.m. on a Saturday, and for the second day in a row, she’d been up for nearly four hours dragging debris and downed tree branches out of what was left of North Pole Park.