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“Cut!” Preston shouted. “What the fuck is this?”
I was so absorbed in my role that it took me a moment to realize he was pointing at my prosthetic leg.
“Oh.” I looked around at the cast and crew —everyonestared at me with shocked expressions, including Wyatt, Isaac, and Brooke. “My leg?”
“This is a romcom, not a fucking Terminator movie.” Preston pulled his hair back, making his receding hairline seem higher. He looked at Allan. “What are we supposed to do with this?”
“I… I assumed you already knew,” I stammered, although now that I thought about it, I wasn’t sure how he could have known. To win the role as an extra, all I had to do was submit was a headshot and sign a declaration saying that I had nomedical conditions that would make it dangerous for me to participate. And for the role of Daisy, the production company had been in such a rush that they had bypassed most of their normal processes.
“I know all the lines now,” Brooke said as she sauntered over to Preston. “And youknowI’ll bring in a bigger audience than thisnobody.”
Preston and Allan frowned and spoke quietly together, and I thought I could make out the words “stunt double” on Allan’s lips, but I wasn’t sure. I wished I could lip-read.
“Let’s start from the beginning,” Preston said, and I pulled my tank top back on, unsure whether he wanted me to stay. I perched on the deck chair and someone from the props department brought me another drink, so I assumed he was going to continue using me instead of Brooke. My suspicions were confirmed when he ordered her to sit in one of the folding chairs behind him and stop complaining.
“Action!”
25
KYLA
By the time we’d finished shooting fifty takes of the pool scene, my ears were both full of water and I could barely hear anything.
Wyatt said something, and I shook my head, pointed to my ear, and shouted, “What?”
He laughed, tilted his head to one side and jumped, gesturing for me to copy him. I did and the pressure in my lower ear released, which was followed my a warm trickle down my jawline. I did the same thing on the other side and my hearing was back to normal.
“How did you know about that?”
“It’s an old surfer’s trick,” he said. “I’ve been surfing since I was a kid.”
I smiled as I pictured him surfing under a Californian sunset. With his shaggy hair, gray eyes and strong yet lean build, I could hardly imagine him doing anything else.
I grabbed a towel from one of the prop handlers and used it to squeeze water out of my hair.
“What did you say?”
“How about we go and rehearse some of your scenes?” Wyatt asked. “They’re not going to need us for a while.”
He nodded back to the pool. Dean, the crew, and most of the extras were staying here to film my stunt double walking to the pool and diving into the water, but they didn’t need me anymore, or Wyatt. My leg wasn’t visible under the water and they’d focused the cameras on my face and breasts while I was speaking.
“Sure.” I gave him a grin. “As long as my leg doesn’t freak you out too much?”
Wyatt glanced down.
“Why would it?”
I felt a rush of relief. All my life, I’d been so worried about how my prosthetic would hold me back, but these guys had been nothing but supportive.
Wyatt took my hand and squeezed it as we walked down to our trailers. I unlocked my door and once we were inside, locked it again.
“I don’t trust Brooke,” I muttered, as he gave me a curious look.
“I don’t blame you,” he said. “She’s… ambitious, I’ll give her that.”
I waited to see if he’d elaborate, but he didn’t. Instead, he found my copy of the script on my bed and picked it up, flicking through and reading my notes.
“This is fantastic,” he breathed, and I couldn’t help smiling.
