Chapter 1
“Ha,” he let out a cold laugh, “fine, don’t come crying to me later.”
“I’m done eating.” I stood up, the chair making a soft scraping sound against the floor.[]
The moment I turned around, I saw Susan peeking in, ready to enter.[]
She didn’t even bother knocking. When she saw me, she just gave me this shallow nod–all business, no warmth.]
But when she turned to look at Dylan, her expression shifted to something almost apologetic.]
“Dylan, Ms. Parker sent over another script, and I can’t decide… maybe you should take a look…”
Dylan looked past her, his eyes landing on me.[]
If this had been before, I would’ve snapped back. What kind of script is so damn important it can’t
an hour for dinner?
But it’s happened too many times. I’m tired.[]
I kept walking but Susan grabbed my arm.[]
“Oh, Miss Emma, I didn’t mean to interrupt,” she paused, like she just realized she’d walked in at the wrong time. “I’m still new to this job, and there’s so much I don’t know, so I have to ask Dylan about everything. I’ll leave right now–please don’t be mad at Dylan because of me. He had such a heavy shooting schedule today, he must be exhausted…“]
I couldn’t hold it in anymore.[]
“Is this your first day working with a celebrity? This dinner was booked three days ago–you didn’t know? Did I force him to have this meal or did I force the director to schedule extra scenes today?]
Oh right, you’re ‘new‘ to being his assistant. So new that when you got sick at 1 AM, instead of going to the hospital, you called him. []
So new that you don’t know his personal schedule is none of your business.
So new that you just happen to show up everywhere we have a date. What is it–you have no friends, not enough work to keep you busy, or you think being our junior from college gives you a free pass to be shameless?“]
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Susan’s mouth fell open, like she’d been dealt the world’s greatest injustice.]
Even the dim lighting couldn’t hide her eyes welling up with tears. She glanced back at Dylan, then just hung her head.]
“Emma, enough.” Dylan walked over and patted her back, then frowned at me. “You’re going too far It’s just dinner–she’ll know better next time.“]]
Next time…
I’m done having three–person candlelit dinners.
Susan’s tears might have been silent, but her barely contained sobs were crystal clear.
What a waste that she’s not the one acting.
I suddenly found it hilarious.]
Such a tired old trick, yet Dylan–a professional actor–was completely blind to it.[]
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Chapter 1
“Ha,” he let out a cold laugh, “fine, don’t come crying to me later.”
“I’m done eating.” I stood up, the chair making a soft scraping sound against the floor.[]
The moment I turned around, I saw Susan peeking in, ready to enter:[]
She didn’t even bother knocking. When she saw me, she just gave me this shallow nod–all business, no warmth.
But when she turned to look at Dylan, her expression shifted to something almost apologetic.[]
“Dylan, Ms. Parker sent over another script, and I can’t decide… maybe you should take a look…“[]
Dylan looked past her, his eyes landing on me.[]
If this had been before, I would’ve snapped back. What kind of script is so damn important it can’t wait an hour for dinner?]
But it’s happened too many times. I’m tired.[]
I kept walking but Susan grabbed my arm.[]
“Oh, Miss Emma, I didn’t mean to interrupt,” she paused, like she just realized she’d walked in at the wrong time. “I’m still new to this job, and there’s so much I don’t know, so I have to ask Dylan about everything. I’ll leave right now–please don’t be mad at Dylan because of me. He had such a heavy shooting schedule today, he must be exhausted…“]
I couldn’t hold it in anymore.[]
“Is this your first day working with a celebrity? This dinner was booked three days ago–you didn’t know? Did I force him to have this meal or did I force the director to schedule extra scenes today?
Oh right, you’re ‘new‘ to being his assistant. So new that when you got sick at 1 AM, instead of going to the hospital, you called him. []
So new that you don’t know his personal schedule is none of your business.
So new that you just happen to show up everywhere we have a date. What is it–you have no friends, not enough work to keep you busy, or you think being our junior from college gives you a free pass to be shameless?“]
Susan’s mouth fell open, like she’d been dealt the world’s greatest injustice.
Even the dim lighting couldn’t hide her eyes welling up with tears. She glanced back at Dylan, then just hung her head.[]
“Emma, enough.” Dylan walked over and patted her back, then frowned at me. “You’re going too far. It’s just dinner–she’ll know better next time.”
Next time…
I’m done having three–person candlelit dinners.
Susan’s tears might have been silent, but her barely contained sobs were crystal clear.[]
What a waste that she’s not the one acting.]
I suddenly found it hilarious.
Such a tired old trick, yet Dylan–a professional actor–was completely blind to it.]
I guess it takes two to tango, right?[]
I shook my head and pushed open the door.[]
