“Let’s go! There’s only so much you can do without a diet and surgery, Aly,” Logan called from the hallway. He leaned against the doorframe in his typical sleeveless flannel over a T-shirt and jeans. He didn’t actually do much work on the set, so the shirt was still a pristine white, and the jeans looked brand new. He was simply there to look good.
“What a dipshit,” Lily mumbled under her breath. “Between the thick gorgeous hair and the killer curves, you’ve got it going on.”
A laugh slipped out before Aly could stop it. She was at least thirty pounds too heavy for TV, and her curly hair gave most of the hair and makeup staff fits. They’d blow it out, only to add soft waves that constantly wanted to frizz in the heat. Her gray eyes were boring, and it took layers of contouring makeup to give her cheekbones.
“I’d bet money that guys all over the country jack off to your picture.” Lily winked.
Aly’s mouth dropped open at the brazen statement.
“Seriously, girl. Between your ass in those black leggings and the crop tank, you’ve got heads turning every time you walk by.” Lily snapped her fingers.
“You’re ridiculous.” Aly chuckled and heaved herself out of the chair.
“Find me later. We’re getting that drink,” Lily called as Aly left the room.
Aly turned, ready to fight her way back up the stairs, but the gorgeous blond man in front of her parted the crowd of crewmembers like he was parting the Red Sea. Everyone moved for them.
“That chick’s freaky.” Logan smirked before rubbing his hands together. “She’s the perfect new goal.”
Aly rolled her eyes. “She’s too smart for you.”
He landed a swift, cracking smack to her left butt cheek, causing her to jump. God, she hated Logan.
“Don’t be jealous; it doesn’t suit you.”
She forced a closed-lip smile before stepping into the master, but a buzz stopped her in her tracks. She yanked her phone out of the pocket on her left leg as Logan crashed into her.
“Geez, give a guy some warning.”
“Sorry, but I’ve been waiting on this call. Give me five minutes.”
He glared. “Hurry up. This kid stuff has already put us behind. If you can’t keep up, you won’t be hard to replace.”
She fisted her free hand.Shit. If Logan complained too much, that was exactly what the producers would do. She needed a plan.
CHAPTER4
“Isyour sister meeting us at the house?” Will couldn’t hold the question back any longer.
“No,” Andy replied, looking out the window of the truck.
They’d left Marc and Beth’s house and were headed to Andy’s so Will could finally have a chat with his sister.
“How come?” Will asked.
“Dunno.” Andy shrugged, never pulling his focus from the scenery outside the passenger window.
“What time will she be home?” he asked, even though he was starting to believe that Beth was right.
“Dunno.”
“Did you call her?”
“No.”
“You sure are chatty tonight.” Will smiled sideways at him.
Finally, Andy turned and gave him a blank look.