Page 111 of One Life to Loathe

He was right. I couldn’t hold that against her. “So, what I need to do is figure out if I can keep this job and do the movie.”

“Is that possible?”

“I think so. I need to break it down.”

“Know anybody who is good at scheduling?”

“Actually, I do.” I managed a watery smile. “Take me back to the hotel.”

“I haven’t earned my fee yet. I still have three different realizations I want to lead you to where Sam is concerned.”

“I don’t need you to lead me to them. I already know. She’s my future. She’s … it for me. She’s what I want.”

“It’s kind of annoying that you figured that out on your own.”

“Yes, well, I’m becoming a better man. Thanks to her.”

“Aw, that’s kind of cute.” Alexander pulled away from the curb. “Who are you going to get to help you?”

“Two people who know a lot about scheduling.”

“And what happens if you can get everything you want?”

“Then I’m going to take it … and never let it go.”

“That sounds like a good plan.”

“I’m glad you approve.”

DAISY AND JAX WERE GAME TO HELP MEfigure it out. Daisy used the white board she reserved for difficult parties to break things down.

“Okay, from the information you’ve given me, it looks as if you’re going to spend three months on the movie set,” Daisy said. She had a ruler in her hand, and I was legitimately worried she was going to smack me with it. “The second season—if youguys get one—is likely at least nine months away. How is this going to work?”

I’d already worked the bulk of this out in my head. “We’ll leave from here and go to the movie set. The shoot starts in Vegas and then moves to Vancouver for the final two months.”

“And you want to take Sam with you, correct?” Jax pressed.

I nodded. “Yeah. I want her with me. She’ll be done filming the show. I know she loves this place, but we’ll be back. I’ll promise her that we can come back just as soon as the movie shoot wraps.”

“And you’ll follow through on that promise, right?” Daisy pressed.

“Basically what my fiancée is saying is that if you take Sam from her, she’s going to hurt you,” Jax volunteered.

“I’ll hurt you so bad,” Daisy agreed. “There will be pliers … and electrodes … and bikini wax.”

I cringed. “Well, thank you forthatvisual.”

She smirked. “I’m just saying. I don’t want to lose her.”

“We’ll have to come back to film the second season. I mean … if it happens.”

“What are the odds it will be picked up?” Jax asked. He was a practical guy. He liked all the facts.

“I think they’re good. The script is strong. The gossip has people talking. I think it will definitely be picked up.”

“Okay, what if it’s not, though?”

I held out my hands. “This is the sort of business where you can’t guarantee anything. I’ve seen shows that everybody thought would be hits coming out of the gate, and I’ve seen shows nobody thought would do anything last for ten years.”

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