Page 44 of My Casanova

We had met the two new producers forTread, and we were all... shocked. Saylor and Mac were the complete opposite of Adalee and Clay. Saylor was likely in her late twenties, with black hair and lots of piercings, and was just straight-up goth. Mac, on the other hand, was likely in her forties and looked like June Cleaver.

“It’s just odd. Is he wanting us to like them, or what? Maybe Saylor would turn Pirate’s head, but I don’t think Mac is going to be the type of producer that gets the job done.”

Yarder folded his arms over his chest. “Maybe he was thinking of targeting you with Mac.”

I shook my head. “Not me.”

Yarder glanced at me. “That got anything to do with you not coming back to the clubhouse last night and me having to light up your phone to get your ass here?”

“I need to let you know my every move?” I asked.

“When Boone and Gibbs are out there, yeah. A quick text letting me know you wouldn’t be back last night would have been enough. Don’t need details, just need to know you’re good.”

I slid my sunglasses over my eyes and watched the construction crew put the shingles on the garage. “I’m good.”

Saylor and Mac were closer to the garage, getting footage with Mark and Drew.

“You gonna bring her around the cameras?” Yarder asked.

I folded my arms over my chest. “I’d rather not. Since filming should be wrapping up soon, I was hoping to just leaveher out of it. I don’t need that complication on top of starting something with Dani.”

Yarder nodded. “Don’t blame ya. Would have been nice if I had that chance, but I wasn’t lucky. Hell, none of the guys were that lucky. Aero and Sloane got married in front of the cameras,” he laughed.

“Yeah, I am not looking to have that happen.”

“We’ve got two weeks of filming, Smoke. You think you can keep her away for that long?”

I hoped I could. “Two weeks isn’t that long. And I can always find time to go see her. Dani didn’t sign up for being on a TV show. Hell, I think she’s still adjusting to me landing in front of her shop a week ago and the club. I think leaving the cameras and the show out of it is a good idea.”

“Whatever you think,” Yarder said. “Just know I want everyone here when the cameras are rolling.”

“You mean the camera crew.”

Yarder shook his head. “All cameras, man. Even the ones in the clubhouse.”

“Yarder,” I protested. “I’m not going to be able to leave then.”

Yarder shrugged. “I’m done with the show, man. We need to get it done. Once that happens, we can hammer down on Boone and Gibbs hard.”

“I’m not going to be able to see Dani, then.”

“Yeah, you can. Just have her come to the clubhouse.” Yarder winked and pulled his sunglasses over his eyes. “You got a choice, Smoke. Bring Dani here or wait two weeks.”

Yarder walked away and left me standing there, pissed.

I didn’t want to bring Dani into the TV show. Adjusting to club life was going to be hard enough. I didn’t want her to have to deal with the cameras in her face on top of that.

It was going to be a long two weeks.

Chapter Nineteen

Dani

I sat at the kitchen counter and swirled the deep red wine in my glass. I stared at my phone that sat just inches away. I hadn’t heard from Smoke all day, and it gnawed at me more than I wanted to admit.

I took another sip and let the warmth settle in my chest.

“You can call him, Dani. He’s the one who put his number in your phone,” I reminded myself out loud.

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