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Her gaze slid across to him, as powerful as a caress, and his gut clenched.
One week. That was all he needed to get through.
* * *
The longest wall in the room acted as their planning board. Yellow Post-its denoted the acts, green the major plot beats, blue the emotional ones.
Typically, this was where Harrison would get to work.
They just had one itty, bitty problem.
Hayley stared across the table. “You honestly can’t name a single romance you’ve enjoyed?”
“No.” How many times did he need to say it?
“What about those raunch-coms that are all about sex and weed and blue humor?”
“Please tell me you think more of me than that.” Those films had about as much to do with romance as Harrison did with a pro-surfer — neither had a shred of evidence to back them up. “They’re funny, but they aren’t romance.”
“Says the self-proclaimed enemy of romance movies.”
“You’re saying I should hate something I know nothing about?”
A deep groan left her throat while she pinched her nose. The way it crinkled in annoyance was cute. He’d missed it.
“I’d almost forgotten you were like this.”
Frustration was a damn good look on her.
He cocked a grin, unable to resist teasing her. “Irresistible?”
“Impossible.” A flicker of amusement crossed her face, and his pulse spiked.
He smoothed his smile into something genuine. It was damn good to know he could still get under her skin.
“Come on, Harry. You’ve never seen a script you didn’t have an opinion on. Give me one idea.”
Fine. “Unfairly attractive twentysomething girl meets unfairly attractive twentysomething guy. Probably in a coffee shop. One of them spills something or there’s a mix-up of some sort. Bonus points if she’s from out of town and he’s in a suit.”
Across from him, Hayley was seething, her silver pen tap-tap-tapping on the blank page. It probably shouldn’t turn him on, but when she got this angry, she took to chewing on the corner of her lip, leaving it red and distracting.
“You’re trying very hard to make me dislike you,” she said. Her accent curled around the words, a flame to his kindling.
“While you are a delight.” He winked.
She stood, studying their progress on the board with her back to him. In the silence he took her in, the way her crossed arms pulled her shirt across her back, the dip of her spine, the curve of her hips.
He adjusted himself, hiding his body’s traitorous reaction.
When she turned to look at him over her shoulder, he knew he’d been caught.
“Something on your mind, Harry?” Hayley asked, and all he could hear was her moaning his name.
There was a hell of a lot on his mind, none of it PG or remotely professional.
The room shrunk, too small to hold them both along with the elephant they were ignoring.
This week was going to be slow torture.
