DaniThe minute the limo pulled up to Jaymeson's beach house, I jumped out. Lincoln tried to follow me, so I broke out into a run.He grabbed part of my shirt right before my fingers reached the door. "Dani, don't, not like this."I sighed and turned. "Look, I'm still your assistant. But you don't need me on set today. I've already texted Pris and let her know what you needed in your trailer for snacks, your laundry's been delivered, and your truck is already waiting for you at the location. I'll pick up where I left off tomorrow, but for right now, can I please just have the day off to think? Or are you going to make me go to work with you? Especially after that picture's been blasted all over the Internet."Linc's face fell. "Fine." He released my shirt. "But, for the record you don't have to call ahead and do all of that.""It's my job," I said in a hollow voice. "Unless you're firing me?""No." His answer was quick. Even wearing that stupid whale shirt, he still looked gorg

DaniThe sound of a pot clanging against the floor jolted me out of my sleep. With a start, I jerked upward and nearly collided with Demetri's face."Whoa." I pulled back. "Why are you hovering, mother hen? I could have head-butted you."His eyes glistened.Without warning, he pulled me into a tight bear hug as his body shuddered around mine. "You're really talking.""Wow, imagine what would have happened if I would have woken up and serenaded you.""Birds..." Demetri released me on a sigh. "They would have been attracted to the high-pitched screeching, flown into the glass door, somehow managing to break it into a million pieces, and upon seeing my perfect face, attacked, pecking me to death, leaving only one tiny shred of clothing that they'd encase in glass and put in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame."I gaped. "Thought this through a bit?""Yeah well..." He winked. "... when it comes to birds, I have all the outcomes completely figured out.""Scary.""Paranoid," Alec's vo

Dani"Whoa, slow down there." Zane slid my can of Coke Zero away and sat on my lap. How the hell had he found me on my balcony, and why did he always insist on invading my personal space? Ugh, first thing tomorrow, I was buying him a pack of shirts."Uffff." I pushed at his back. "Why are you so heavy?""I work on my fitness," he teased. "Also, not moving until you tell me why there's two empty cans in the trash and a third sitting here like you're trying to get drunk off caffeine, Splenda, and caramel coloring.""Am I boring?" I asked, genuinely curious if that was what my life had come to - from life of the party to the party-ending sad girl."All the time," he said seriously. "But I like torture, so I hang out with you anyway.""You have no friends," I pointed out.He opened his mouth."And the marshmallow bunnies don't count. We already discussed this."He grinned shamelessly. "You're no fun.""See!" I yelled.Rolling his eyes, Zane grabbed my hands and kissed them. "I

Dani"By the giant smile on your face, I take it my plan worked," Zane said the next morning, as he poured himself a cup of coffee and tossed two marshmallows on top. He turned around and stretched his coffee above his head, his ab muscles basically stretching a wave of good morning in my direction.I'd already given up on him wearing anything but pants in the house. It was a battle just to get him to wear a shirt to the store, let alone in the actual comfort of my home, which he now referred to as his home. Part of me wondered if Jaymeson had adopted him or something."Yes." I swiped a marshmallow from the top of his coffee and popped it into my mouth. "It worked. But he wants to be friends until after my birthday.""Ha!" Zane smacked my hand before I could reach into his coffee again. "Poor Linc's going to be in a world of hurt. I think I should help him by sending encouraging team-building texts like 'There is no I in team, but there is one in kiss.' Or maybe this one." Zane c

LincolnThe next ten days flew by in a blur. Even if I'd wanted to seduce Dani, I wouldn't have had the energy. It took all I had to even shower at night. I was putting in fourteen-hour days along with Pris. The only reason I ate was because Dani was incredible and made sure I always had snacks in my trailer. She even had a few extra sets of clothes brought in with essentials from my rented house, since it seemed stupid for me to go back to the house and sleep for one hour before being needed back in makeup.The schedule was wearing on me, wearing on everyone - even Jay, who rarely raised his voice at the actors. The last person who'd forgotten a line got complete silence, which meant Jay was about ready to lose his shit.The weather wasn't cooperating, probably because we were shooting what was supposed to be taking place in the summer, in the fall. The tourist season had been way too busy for us to chance it; plus, it would have been basically impossible to block off part of the