Chapter 6

POV: *Adelaide

“What are you two doing on my set?” I snapped at the two full-grown men acting like squabbling children. “You’re causing a ruckus and scaring my team!”

“I need to talk to you.” Ashton demanded before Damon could even open his mouth. He shot a glare at Damon. “Alone.”

“Oh?” I said calmly. “I’m afraid I have nothing to discuss with you.”

“Adelaide!” Ashton’s face turned red as he clenched his fists in fury.

Damon grinned, looking like he was enjoying the scene.

“You know what I want to talk to you about,” Ashton said through gritted teeth. “You and that man-” “And why should my engagement concern you?” I asked him, pointedly. “You’re simply my childhood friend, nothing more. Isn’t that right, Ashton?”

I smirked, standing firm with my head raised high as Ashton’s mouth flopped open and closed like a fish. He turned red and then purple, stewing in silent anger. Then, with one last venomous look at

he spun on his heel and made his way back to his car.

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“See you at the next family dinner!” I couldn’t resist calling out to him.

Once he was out of sight, my shoulders slumped under the pressure of my brewing emotions. I sighed, rubbing the headache I could feel coming on.

Some part of me felt victorious. The rest of me just felt exhausted.

I turned to the other annoyance standing by my side. I crossed my arms, feeling like I needed a long nap after this.

“And what’s your excuse?” I said grumpily. “Are you stalking me now? How’d you even find out where I worked?”

Damon smirked. “I have my ways.”

“This isn’t a show and tell,” I snapped, “Don’t you have your own job, or is the great Damon Steyn too busy for regular work?”

Damon just smiled, looking around at the set as he let me rant.

“Not even listening to me. Typical Steyn,” 1 huffed as the rest of my frustration drained out of me. My emotions settled as I calmed down. Usually, Damon would be happy to argue back with me, but not today, it seemed. I was the tiniest bit grateful for that. I didn’t have the energy to keep up with his

wits.

Once I relaxed, Damon took a step toward me, wrapping an arm around my waist as he led me onto

my own set.

The gall of this man.

allowed him to maneuver me towards the director’s tent, not

are you really here?” I asked, curiously.

your coworkers and see what you do for a living? I’m

Chapter 6

at how much Damon cares for

as we approached. “Did you get it

huffed as I broke away from Damon to collapse into

of my chair. His body heat was not helping the hot

Damon flashed her a

Steyn,” he held

She eyed Damon up and down, and I

placing a hand on my shoulder.

tell

who’s been taking care of us. We’d be

at her praise, and I could feel Damon’s eyes on me. I coughed into my hand to escape the

on a tour around, Addie?” Jenna suggested with a scheming glint in

had something planned.

I tried to refute, but Damon was

he sent

…Traitors.

to my feet. “Fine, but

where we’d constructed the town area. A run-down town was surprisingly hard to make considering the safety precautions we

I said, pointing out the various buildings set around us. “Took us weeks

huffed, “but they

safe.”

his face as he surveyed the set. He seemed to be

judgment, a small bit of me

fixed on a small point of the nearby saloon, looking at

the

with a frown, “It could collapse with enough force. A windstorm comes,

he was pointing out. Jenna patted the beam and

Chapter 6

as the entire awning shook along with the wobbling beam. I could see the irritation that

using this building until next week’s shoots. How much

other buildings, “The wood’s sturdy,

work.” I was glad he had noticed and saved me from a possible disaster, but I was also irritated that he’d found something wrong. Why

care?

ringing cell phone out, flipping it open with

at the thought when Jenna leaned over to whisper in my ear without

supposed to be a stupid playboy who couldn’t even pass the college exam. Everyone said his father bought him his degree, so why does he

how others, my family including Corrina, even Damon’s own family, viewed him.

crossing my arms. “I wish he was just a stupid playboy. That would make my life so much

enemies know you

his phone, chuckling. “I’m sure you

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