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I laugh as my heart settles back to normal. That’s what got him so twitchy? “Yeah.”
He gapes at me.
I shrug. “He was nice.”
He’s still staring at me.
“Jackson, I think you’re either having a stroke or seriously fanboying right now.”
He shakes his head and laughs. “I have to admit, if I met Captain America, I’d probably lose my cool. Or the Falcon. Or Hawkeye. Damn, the things he can do with a bow and arrow. Fucking impressive. That shit is harder than it looks.”
“Um, you know they’re actors and not actual superheroes, right?”
He presses his finger to his lips and leans in. “Shh, don’t ruin it for me.”
I laugh. I love seeing this side of him, teasing and light. “Well, it’s good to know you’re human after all.”
He scrunches his brows at me. “What do you mean?”
“Just that you’re so…in control. Nothing seems to faze you so it’s cool to know that you’d go gaga over some big screen superheroes.”
His expression sobers and I can practically feel the intensity of his stare. “Trust me, I’m human.”
The low potency of his voice makes my body suddenly feel tingly all over. I really want to yank those glasses off him so I can see his eyes. See if those gorgeous greens have deepened to a dark emerald.
I blow out a breath and face forward. “I know. I didn’t mean…anyway…as much as I’d love to be in this series, it’s not in the cards for me.”
“Are you happy making Home & Heart movies?”
“Back to this? Does it matter?”
“Answer the question.”
“I was.”
“And now?”
I shrug. “The scripts are basically the same, just a different trope. I suppose it’s gotten a little tiring. But I feel like I need to get past all this messiness before I try to shake-up my career. Or I could end up with nothing.”
He looks like he wants to argue with me, but he sighs instead. “Okay, can I ask you another question? It’s something that’s been bothering me about this whole voicemail thing.”
“Do I get to ask you any?”
“No.”
I raise an eyebrow at him. “That doesn’t seem very fair.”
“You mentioned that the men you’ve dated are eventually like your ex. If they’re all douchebags, why aren’t any of them speaking out about that voicemail? Dragging your love life through the mud for a little attention.”
Wow, he isn’t pulling punches today. And I totally didn’t miss the fact that he is deflecting away from himself.
“You’re getting awfully personal.”
“That’s my job. If we want this scandal to go away, we need to make sure there’s nothing else coming your way. Is another ex going to show up with their own voicemail or video or sexual tale?”
Ah, yes. His job. Of course, that’s why he wants to know. It’s not about getting to know me. Not that I want to talk about my exes as a ‘get to know you’ topic. Even if there’s a part of me that would love for him to really know me, even the ugly bits. And I haven’t wanted anyone see me like that since things ended with Ben.
“No, because I haven’t done that with any other man.”
