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“Are you done?” I asked Andrew.
“Overall? Unlikely. For now… I’m fine with it, you look fine, as long as you don’t make him quit.” Andrew held up a finger and screwed up his face in thought. “Scratch that. As long as he doesn’t give me a reason to fire him. Fully serious this time. Make him deserve you.”
I was pretty sure there was concern and a compliment hidden in there.
“He’s over here, by the way.” Andrew nodded to the side of the set, and led me toward Eli, who was sitting in a folding chair and hunched over a laptop.
“Cut,” the director yelled again.
Eli pushed his glasses onto his forehead and rubbed his eyes. He radiated stress, but he was still sexy.
His gaze landed on me, and his smile pushed away the scowl lines around his eyes and on his forehead. “Kandace. Hey.”
Talking about making a girl feel warm and fuzzy. “Hey.”
“Yeah, I’m done here.” It was possible Andrew sounded annoyed, but I wasn’t paying attention.
“Cut.” The director’s scream shattered any dreamlike, unrealistic dome that might be forming around Eli and me. “This is not working.”
Andrew looked at Eli, who was already setting his laptop aside.
“I’ll be right back,” Eli said to me, and the two of them crossed to the director.
The shouting had stopped, and the animated-but-quiet arguing had started between Andrew and the director. I might not be familiar with this specific industry, but I knew what kind of things happened when creative egos had differences of opinions, and I didn’t need to hear what they were saying to know that was what was happening here.
Eli was the only one who looked calm, but his mood seemed contagious.
My phone rang, and I grabbed it and answered without looking at the screen. “Yeah.”
“Oh, my God, Kandace. I’m so sorry to call you on a Saturday.” Lindsay sounded panicked in a far more serious way than Lucas had earlier. She was the firm’s social media manager and tended to keep odd hours because of it.
I also know she wouldn’t call if it wasn’t critical. “It’s okay. What’s up?”
“The company that’s part of your incubator had a data breach. Someone is in all of their social media accounts, which gives them access to anything shared with us, which means they’re spamming the fuck out of some of our feeds and draining your corporate card on ads.”
That was cluster-fucky on a whole new scale. “You’re on the social media side of things?”
“Yes.”
“I’ll take care of the rest.” Except I didn’t have a computer. How much of this could I do from my phone? A lot, but not all.
I needed to start somewhere. I was in the middle of calls and mental calculations when Eli returned. I wasn’t sure where Andrew had gone and right now I didn’t care.
“Everything all right?” Eli asked.
“I need a laptop. A desk. Where’s Andrew?” Work-mode Kandace was very different from hadn’t-dated-much Kandace, and right now she needed things done.
Eli shook his head. “Making phone calls. Something. He didn’t file an itinerary with me.” As he talked, he clicked through his computer, closed it up, and handed it to me, along with a keycard. “Use my office.”
I hadn’t meant to kick him out of his workspace. I watched him, puzzled, as he patted down his pockets, and produced a pen.
“Hand,” he said.
I held out my free hand, and he wrote a series of neatly printed letters and numbers on my palm.
“Your password?” Duh. But that felt like important information to just hand someone.
Eli winked. “Pretty sure that means we’re going steady, but I won’t hold you to it. Use it all until you’re done.” He pointed me toward his office.
