Page 76 of A Simple Love

She laughed. “I don’t think that’s legal.”

I sighed. “Then I’ll have to fly back for Wong nights.”

She nodded as she picked up her spring roll. “I’ll look forward to it.”

The next morning, I arrived on set, ready to work. I was stiff and sore, but I was able to cover it well. Kassie had rubbed my entire backside and legs with the ointment and I smelled like a medicine bomb, but it took the pain away. I’d complained the whole time she did it.

“I hate this,” I muttered as she massaged the cream into my aching body.

“I know. I’m sorry it hurts.”

“Not that,” I griped.

“What?”

“Your hands are on me, and I have no desire to rail you. Well, my head wants it, but the rest of me is screaming no.”

She laughed. “You are such a horndog.”

“Whatever. Sexiest woman alive is all over me, and I can’t do anything about it.”

She snorted. “Whatever.”

I looked over my shoulder. “You are, you know.”

“I am what?” she asked, stepping back and putting the lid on the jar. “All done.”

I stood and faced her. “The sexiest woman alive to me.”

She blushed. “Stop it.”

I cupped her face and kissed her softly. “You are,” I insisted against her mouth. “You’re the whole package. Beautiful inside and out. You amaze me.”

She blinked. “You really see me that way? All the women in⁠—”

I cut her off. “There are lots of beautiful women everywhere. But none of them are you.” I brushed my lips over hers once again. “And they never will be.”

I mulled over the last couple of days in my head as I headed to my trailer. Kassie had dropped me off then went to have breakfast with Quinn. I loved spending time with her. Every moment felt like a revelation. Every shared memory erased one of the bad ones. Yet I felt the days begin to dwindle, and I knew my time here was ending soon.

I hated the way the thought of it being over made me feel.

My phone rang as I stepped into my trailer, and I glanced at the screen, seeing it was Annie.

Jesus, it was barely eight here, so it was five in LA. She was going at it early.

“Annie,” I greeted her cautiously.

She cut right to it. “Oliver. I heard there was a mishap. Are you all right?”

“Bruised and sore but fine.”

“I want you checked out. So does the insurance company.”

“Not necessary. Nothing is broken. My head is fine. I’m a little stiff but nothing major.”

“There could be complications down the line. I insist.”

I sighed. “Really, Annie? I’m fine.”