Kyle
managed to sound fifty I.Q. points more intelligent as he said goodbye to Menger.
The show's creator chuckled and shook his hand again, and admonished him to
take good care of himself, because the first season was going to be an active
one. Anyone who wasn't used to the rigorous shooting schedule of a television
series could get wiped out and crash very easily.
"Yeah,
well, the guy sure doesn't know you. Mountain Man Garrett," Jamie
muttered, once Menger had exited into the hotel room.
Kyle knew
he shouldn't stare, but something like dread held his attention on the five
people seated around the poolside table, talking. Maybe the smart thing would
be to go inside. The more he stared, the younger Raine looked to him. He knew
exactly what he would do to a guy who stared at Katie like he was staring at
Raine.
Jamie
just laughed at him and leaned back, his notebook on his lap, and put his feet
up on the patio table.
Disaster
struck, in the form of Alyssa looking around and gesturing at him, then beckoning
him to come over. Kyle knew he should have listened to his gut instinct and gone
inside about five minutes ago.
Raine
looked even younger when he walked over to the table and Alyssa introduced him
to Raine, her mother, Dr. Rilke, and her agent, Larry Pondsby. His palms felt
like waterfalls as they shook hands.
"I thought your script was great," he said, and hoped no one noticed when he wiped his hands on his backside. Raine's big gray eyes got even bigger and she blushed just enough to notice under her creamy tan. She had to be an outdoors type of girl, to have that good coloring so early in the spring. Kyle thought about asking if she liked to go canoeing or hiking. He didn't, because that sounded lame in his head.
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