Behind the Film Star's Smile by Kate Hardy Read Free Book Online

performances?’
    He laughed. ‘It’s pretty much the same thing. Thanks, Jess. See you later.’
    *
    At lunchtime, Jess’s phone rang.
    ‘Hi. It’s Luke,’ he said.
    As if she wouldn’t recognise that voice—like melted chocolate, warm and rich and sensual. ‘Hi.’
    ‘I was wondering if you and Baloo would like to have lunch with me.’
    ‘Baloo’s very partial to chicken sandwiches,’ she said. ‘So if they’re on the menu, our answer is yes.’
    He laughed. ‘I’ll bear that in mind. See you at the catering tent in ten minutes, then?’
    ‘Hang on, I’ll just check with Ayesha.’ When the production manager confirmed that it was fine for Jess to take her break, she told Luke, ‘Yep. Ten minutes.’
    And hopefully by the time she met him her common sense would be back in control. Along with her knees, which right now were doing a great impersonation of blancmange. Ridiculous. Luke McKenzie was a movie star. He was supposed to have that effect on women. It wasn’t real.
    They reached the catering tent at practically the same time.
    ‘The team here is pretty good,’ Luke said. ‘I don’t know if chicken sandwiches are on the menu today, but I can definitely recommend their BLTs.’
    Baloo looked hopefully at him, and Jess laughed. ‘Bacon is full of salt. Which is not good for dogs.’
    Baloo hung her head and looked sorrowful.
    Luke ruffled her fur. ‘Did you train her to do that?’
    ‘No. She’s a natural.’
    ‘Don’t say it,’ Luke warned, ‘because it’s not going to happen.’
    Jess spread her hands. ‘Not a word will pass my lips.’ But she was thinking it, and she knew he knew it.
    ‘So how was your pizza last night?’ he asked as they walked over to the catering area.
    ‘Good. I meant to say earlier, my sister and my best friend asked me to say thank you for the photos. They were thrilled.’
    ‘My pleasure,’ he said simply.
    The bacon, lettuce and tomato sandwiches were as good as Luke had promised. Although Jess refused to let Baloo have any, she relented enough to let the dog have a treat from her pocket, and the dog settled between them both with a happy sigh.
    ‘Care to indulge a nosey actor?’ Luke asked.
    Her heart skipped a beat. ‘How?’
    ‘Set rules,’ he said. ‘Were you a dog trainer before you did this job?’
    Apart from the last year. But she wasn’t going into that. ‘Pretty much,’ Jess said. ‘I thought about being a vet when I was at school, but I realised I couldn’t handle the tough side of it—situations where I couldn’t make an animal better and had to put them down.’ She grimaced. ‘I was never allowed to watch Lassie films as a child because I’d always sob through them.’
    ‘I was never allowed to watch them, either,’ Luke said.
    Jess had hoped he’d be soft-hearted when it came to animals. Good. Things were starting to look that much more hopeful for Baloo.
    ‘So what made you think of being a trainer?’ he asked.
    ‘I took my dog to agility classes when I was twelve, and I loved it—I got chatting to the trainer, and she suggested it,’ Jess explained. ‘My parents were brilliant and supported me all the way. I did a degree in animal behaviour, then qualified as a dog trainer.’ Luke didn’t need to know that she’d become a police dog trainer and had spent two years as a police officer first.
    ‘So what made you stop?’
    My husband and my dog were shot and killed. That was a tricky one to broach. And she didn’t want Luke to pity her and treat her like a special case. She grimaced. ‘Right now, do you mind if we don’t talk about it?’
    ‘Sore spot?’ he asked.
    She nodded.
    ‘Sorry.’
    ‘Not your fault.’ Taking the focus off herself, she asked, ‘What about you? Did you always want to be an actor? Obviously, that’s under set rules.’
    ‘Sure.’ He smiled. ‘Actually, I read law at university,’ he said, surprising her. ‘I was meant to join my dad in the family firm.’
    Clearly that