Page 108 of That One Night in Vegas: A Lesbian Romance

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forgotten and unacknowledged the entire time. “It’s not a

problem. I have gloves. If I don’t, I’ll run to town and get

some.”

Jason started. He really had forgotten that Adalynn was

standing there. He was used to her being in the background,

filming and checking in on the progress. Still. It stung that she

was basically no more than a ghost. Cassia didn’t turn to face

her. Instead, she picked up the scraper.

“Thanks. I’ll see you tomorrow. Maybe you can introduce

me to the rest of

the guys.”

Now Adalynn felt guilty for an entirely different reason.

She’d neglected to do that. But she would. Tomorrow. She’d

introduce Cassia to everyone. After they had their story

straight about why she was there and where she’d come from.

After Jason left, Cassia stared at Adalynn, one eyebrow

cocked as if she could read straight to the heart of her, as if she

could see the jealousy that roiled in her belly like a pit full of

twisting snakes.

“Dinnertime? The hours go fast when you’re working out

here. I didn’t even notice it was getting late.”

“I-I can make us something.”

Cassia’s eyes narrowed and her lips twitched at the corners,

indicating amusement. “Why don’t you clean up your

equipment and start reviewing or editing, if you have that to

do, and I’ll make dinner.”

Cassia hadn’t offered before, and it took Adalynn by

surprise. She blinked, a little stunned. She blamed the bright,

low setting sun for how hard it was to look directly at Cassia,

but that probably had nothing to do with anything.

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