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“We’d better get in there,” he said. “Doesn’t matter that it’s the last day — Preston counts the minutes no matter what.”
“Okay.” I pulled away and wiped fresh tears from my eyes. How was I going to hold it together enough to film dialogue? I imagined the finished movie, with me blubbering my lines with red eyes, but Wyatt took my hand and squeezed it.
We walked to the dressing room in silence, hand-in-hand, where Dean and Isaac were already seated, while two makeup artists covered their faces with powder. Dean earned a loud huff from his own beautician as he leaped up to greet me. He leaned in for a kiss, but then seemed to remember that we were being watched by strangers and pulled away.
“Excited to film your last scenes?” he asked instead.
“No,” I said honestly. “It’s terrifying, to be honest.”
Dean clasped my shoulder with a strong hand. “It’s just another day. You’ve got this.”
“I know.”
I smiled and sat in the chair Crystal had prepared for me. I didn’t have the courage to tell him that he’d misinterpreted my fear; that whatreallyscared me was losing all three of them after the film had wrapped.
Isaac was more subdued. He stayed in his seat but gazed up with a somber expression as Crystal prepared my makeup and I sat in the chair — for the last time — with the mirror surrounded by lights that made me feel like a model.
“Is this the last time we’re going to see each other?” I asked.
“Well, there’s the wrap party —” Dean said, and I sat up in my chair.
“The what?”
“The party the production company throws for everyone who was involved in the film,” Isaac said. “You know, as a thank you.”
“Everyone?” I asked, thinking of April. “Does that include the extras?”
“Yep.” Wyatt sat in his own chair next to Isaac. “So your friend can come, too.”
That was good news. I hadn’t meant to ignore April lately, but I’d been so busy. Between filming the movie and hanging out with the guys, I hadn’t had much free time. That would be the one upside of finishing the movie… I’d get to hang out with her again. But I’d never been to anything like this before, and I wasn’t sure how it worked.
“What should I wear?”
“That’s all taken care of.” Isaac gave me a wink, and I gasped.
“You bought me a dress?”
“We figured that since you wore the same dress twice, you probably didn’t have another one,” Dean said. “So we all pitched in and bought you something nice.”
Wyatt grinned.
“It’s hanging in your trailer. It’s what these two were doing while I was distracting you in the parking lot.”
I reached over to slap him playfully but couldn’t reach and bumped Dean’s arm instead.
“Hey,” his makeup artist chided, and I giggled at the black streak that ran across his face from where her pencil had slipped.
Wyatt had been right. Despite this being our last day, Preston was in one of his moods, so I wasn’t able to slip down to my trailer until halfway through the morning. When I finally made it down there, I opened the door and gasped.
There, hanging from a coat hanger that dangled from a hook on the back of the door, was the most beautiful dress I had ever seen. It looked like something a celebrity might wear to an awards night: a blue dress with a fitted bodice and an asymmetrical layered skirt. Every panel on the skirt and sleeveslooked like a delicate leaf, and when I inspected the skirt, I noticed that it contained streaks of silver.
I examined the neckline and gasped when I saw the tag with William de Costa embroidered on it.
“No!”
“Yes.”
I turned when I heard Dean’s voice. The guys had turned up without me noticing and were standing in the sun, watching my reaction.
