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“Are you kidding me, Nolan? When did my character turn into a mountain troll?”
“No, not exactly. The writers and I felt your character just needed these extra layers to round him out, to create a bigger contrast between your character and Jacob’s. The dynamic is going to be mind-blowing.”
“Yeah, I bet.”
Nolan gives me his bullshit director smile. “Listen, we brought in a great special effects make-up artist. She comes highly recommended, and I know you’re gonna love her.”
I’d better fucking adore her, because Nolan just added at least three hours to my time in the makeup chair.
“Get settled in and have a drink. Why don’t you meet me for dinner?” he suggests.
“Sounds good.”
Nolan Archer is the only man who could have convinced me to leave my self-imposed semi-retirement. I don’t leave Palm Springs often because Hollywood has taught me some very hard lessons that I would rather forget.
What I need more than a drink is a visit to the spa. Some time in a hot tub, followed up by a trip to the sauna, will do my body some good. But I got roped into having dinner with Nolan.
Instead of the spa, I head to my room and unpack. After a long, hot shower that cuts through the cold, I step out feeling a little less grumpy and get ready for dinner. One glance at the clock tells me I’m on the verge of running late. I quickly dress, grab my room key and wallet, and leave.
When I step into the elevator, it’s already occupied by a gorgeous brunette with a stunning pair of blue eyes.
“Hi there,” I greet her casually.
Normally, I don’t talk to strangers because I don’t want to have the “hey, aren’t you that one guy…” conversation. I hate admitting that, yes, I probably am that one guy.
“Hey,” she replies with a shy smile as she nervously shifts from side to side.
I should want to get out of here as quickly as possible, but there is something about her that’s drawing me in. Instead, I want to mold my body to hers, to lift her into the air and grind my cock against her warm center. I want to let every fucker know who she belongs to the moment she steps out of this elevator.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
She doesn’t say another word to me. Her eyes are focused on the numbers above the door ticking down. I find myself inching toward her, needing to be as close to her as possible. I’m unable to take my eyes off her. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve seen in years.
Just as I open my mouth to ask her name, the elevator dings, letting us know we’ve arrived on the main floor. She gives me a shy smile before waving goodbye and making a beeline out the door.
“Fuck. Why didn’t I ask her name?” I curse under my breath before dropping my hand and palming the bulge in my pants.
I can’t remember the last time a woman has captured my attention or aroused such desire inside me. Whoever the mystery brunette is, I want to know her.
Once I manage to get my body under control, I step out of the elevator and head toward the small dining room in the lodge. Thankfully, Nolan didn’t want to go far for dinner. The less time I spend in the snow, the better, and thanks to the nonstop weather alerts on my phone, I’m well aware of the storm front heading toward the mountain.
“Ford!”
I scan the room and notice Nolan waving me toward a small table in the corner. At least he took my hatred for the cold into consideration and got us a table near the fireplace.
“Let’s cut the bullshit. Tell me why you wanted to have dinner.” I drop into the chair opposite him and stretch out, enjoying the feeling of the heat on my legs.
Nolan smirks while shaking his head. “Never one to sugar coat anything, are you? Honestly, I wanted to catch up with you. I’ve been working so much lately, and you never leave the desert. It’s been years since we’ve spoken for more than a few passing moments on the phone.”
“Fine. Let’s talk, but you’re paying for dinner.”
We chuckle in unison as we pick up our menus and decide what to order.
After a few beers, the questions begin.
What have you been working on?
When are you going to slow down?
