“Rest now.”
Chapter 6
Even though she didn’t have any filming today, Elise woke to the alarm. She’d talked to Finn and he invited her over to see him early this morning at his sister’s house.
After coffee and toast, she dressed in jeans and a copper-colored blouse that brought out the color of her eyes, then opened the front door.
And ran into a wall. A ripped chest wall. “Mason? What are you doing here?”
“I finished my movie and decided to come see you.” He kissed her on the lips. “I miss you.”
She sighed. Mason Spur was her on-screen lover. Her former real-life lover. “How did you get past security?” The private condo the studio had rented for her wasin a gated community.
“Take a wild guess?”
“Fans of yours at the entry?”
“Yep.”
“Too bad. I’m on my way out.”
“I’ll come with you to the site and watch you film.”
“I’m not going there.”
He shrugged and gave her a toothpaste ad smile. “I’ll come no matter where you’re going.”
“No, Mason. We broke up before I left Hollywood.”
He stuck his hands in his jeans pockets. “That was just a spat.”
“It wasn’t. I don’t like being with you.” He was self-absorbed and conceited.
“That’s cruel.”
“Maybe, but you don’t seem to understand that we’re through.”
“What do you want me to do?”
“Go back to Hollywood. And leave me alone.”
“Fine.” The smile turned into a sneer. “You’re cold in bed, anyway.”
He opened the door and slammed it shut, making her recoil. Hell. That was unpleasant.
But she wouldn’t let this ruin her day.
Her driver, Jimmy, came to the door. She’d already called for her car before Mason arrived. “Is something wrong, Ms. Preston? I didn’t know if I should have intervened. He seemed aggressive.”
“He was. But I’ll call out to you if I need your help.” She walked out with him. Once she got in the vehicle, she was calmer and as she gave Jimmy the directions to Fiona Rayburn’s house, she forced Mason Spur from her mind.
His sister’s three-story home sported cedar siding and was flanked by trees. What a lovely setting. Jimmy let her out at the front and she told him to wait to see if Finn needed to go out. She walked up to the porch and rang the bell. A flustered woman opened the door.
Her eyes widened. “Oh, my gosh. Elise Preston.”
“You must be Fiona.” His twin was a feminine version of her brother and just as gorgeous. “Didn’t Finn tell you I was coming over this morning?”
“Is it that time already? My twins are being obstinate and I’m trying to get them to clean up the playroom then get dressed. We have to go grocery shopping. Come on in. Finn’s settled out on the deck.”
