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Tina heard but didn’t register that. Silently, she watched the retreating back of the café owner, Jay, drawn to the side-to-side motion of the brunette’s taut, sexy hips encased in torn jeans that clung to Jay’s body like second skin. Her thoughts drifted to the memory of large brown eyes bewitching hers as they’d chatted about … things Tina couldn’t remember, just now. She’d been helplessly drawn like a moth to a dangerous flame from that first “hello.” She feared she’d babbled incoherently since then. Damn, what just happened?
Unaware that Tina’s attention was elsewhere Rachel, Tina’s location scout for the movie they were in Montana to shoot scenes for, read aloud what Kate, one of their favorite directors, texted. “She’s asking whether we have plans for Tuesday night out here in hicksville. She’s got an industry party and her partner abandoned her for a meeting in London. Can we rush back and help her host?”
Kate had still been ticked-off with Tina about not being selected to direct this film, and Tina had been keeping her distance from Kate ever since. The director’s recent texts had been contrite, however, and Rachel knew Tina was ready to reconcile also. Still – with Tina, business came first, and Rachel knew her boss was hell-bent on getting everything right for this shoot, and wouldn’t want any distractions til the shoot was done. Rachel started to text a smart-ass response back but paused. I bet Tina can think of a better one. Her texts and tweets are always better than anyone else’s.
She glanced up from her phone just as Jay happened to swing her head around and flashed them another dazzling smile. She mouthed something to Tina, it seemed like, then smiled again. The woman was dazzling, overall, Rachel thought, smirking, as she thought of Kate. One more reason Kate’s gonna hate us for not picking her for this project. Even now, she could still feel the heat of Jays’ smoldering, effortless sexiness, and could have sworn the brunette had pushed her sexy meter up to “Swelter!” setting just for her and Tina when she’d ushered them to their table. Was her sex appeal something she could, indeed, turn on and off? Rachel had heard of women who could do that. She started to say as much to her blonde mentor, finally looking Tina’s way, who’d remained inexplicably quiet.