Blurred Boundaries by Lori Crawford Read Free Book Online

chuckled. Show the wind how to fly indeed.
    Evan popped up off the bed. Using the remote as a makeshift mic, he lip synced along with the song. Tam watched his antics with a smile. When the chorus started, he came over to pull her to her feet and shoved the “mic” in her face. She shook her head. He was ham enough for the both of them.
    Tam tried to back away so he could have the “stage” to himself. He wouldn’t let her. He twirled her around then pulled her close so they could share the mic. They were just lip syncing, so she figured what the hell. She joined him in the middle of the second verse. He grinned his approval.
    When they got to the end of the chorus, she frowned at him and smiled at the same time in her version of the album’s artwork. She was curious to see just how big a fan he was. Evan’s eyebrows shot up in surprise then he started cracking up. “The pissed off smiley face!” And there was her answer.
    As the song wound to a close, they made pissed off smiley faces at each other every time the lyrics said, “Have a nice day.” By the time it was over they’d dissolved into a pile of giggles. They fell on the bed exhausted from all the jumping around and laughed hard. Tam couldn’t believe how good it felt. She was still up a shit creek, but she may have just found a paddle. She looked at Evan and marveled at the random direction her life had just taken. When they’d bought her freelance episode, the most she’d hoped for was getting a chance to meet him. She couldn’t believe that she’d just been dancing while lip syncing Bon Jovi, and just being a general goof with him.
    He caught his breath and looked at her. “Gavin deserves a nice day. Don’t you agree?”
    His brilliant blue eyes beckoned like a siren. Why did they have to be so easy to get lost in? Focus, girl! On something other than Evan , she admonished herself. Tam shook her head trying to clear him from her mind. Talk about a losing battle with him lying right there next to her. She forced her thoughts back to why she was there in the first place even though she really didn’t want to. The episode she’d written had been strong; she’d believed in it, in herself. There was nothing more important than getting her first hour of television produced and on the air. So what if Tam didn’t have clue one about how to go about it. She was surrounded by people who did.
    A smile tugged at the corners of her lips. She let it take form as she gazed at Evan. “Payback hates it when I call her out, but she really is a bitch.”
    “That’s my girl.” He sat up and switched back to the DVD input. Tam went to gather Gavin’s script pages from the other bed to try and follow along with the dailies. Surely that would be less painful than trying to read the stupid thing.
    She settled back in her original position to watch the video. It didn’t take long to realize that she’d been wrong. No wonder Evan had insisted on her flying out her to fix what he’d thought was her script. Even on film, it was horrendous. She cringed at the stilted dialogue that had the actors tripping all over the place and ruining take after take. When they finally got it right, it was so boring, Tam wanted to cry.
    Remembering that she still had about thirty-eight thousand dollars to cut from the production was almost enough to make her curl up in the fetal position until everything just went away and left her alone.
    She hardly took note when Evan stretched out on the other side of the bed and munched on his peppers again, she was so focused on trying to figure a way out of this mess. A quick glimpse at his expression told her he wasn’t happy either.
    “Oh, Drew. Isn’t my hair simply divine, today?” Evan narrated over Audra’s actual line which surprisingly wasn’t much different. Tam stifled a giggle when Audra did her customary hair flip and exit. The camera stayed on Evan’s back for a moment, prompting him to say, “Emmaline. No. Don’t go