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him now. She’d just get in the other bed. In a minute. She just needed to rest for a moment. Then she’d go over there.
    Her moment ended when her phone beeped, scaring the crap out of her. Who in the world was calling her so late? She pried open one eye to check the ID. Tanzi. She must’ve just gotten the pages and needed to talk. Tam stifled a groan, but answered.
    “‘Lo?”
    “Have you seen Evan? He was supposed to be in makeup thirty-eight minutes ago.”
    Confused as all get out, Tam frowned. “I thought 4 a.m. was the call time.”
    “It was. It’s now…” Tanzi paused. “…4:39 a.m. and no one has seen Evan.”
    Stunned, Tam rolled over. Sure enough, Evan was snoring away beside her. He was sporting almost a full beard. “I’ll see if I can find him,” she hedged and immediately felt bad for misleading the woman. Still, she wasn’t about to admit to sleeping with one of the stars on the first night. She wasn’t that kind of girl. Tam looked at their still fully clothed bodies. She really wasn’t that kind of girl. Bummer.
    “Thanks, Tam. I got the revisions. They look great.”
    “Thanks. I’ll get on the Evan situation.” Tam hung up and shook him. “Evan. You gotta wake up.”
    He stirred and stretched a bit, but not much else. She shook him harder. “C’mon. You’ve got to get to makeup. Now.”
    His eyes blinked open. When he saw her, he smiled that sexy smile of his. “G’mornin’.”
    “You’re due on set in like nineteen minutes.”
    His eyes widened and he bolted up. His hand went to his beard. “Crap. See you there.”
    Moments later, he was gone. Tam flopped back down on the bed and set her alarm for forty more minutes of slumber. But when she closed her eyes, all she could see was the gorgeous view of Evan waking up beside her. She smiled. Her life had indeed taken a strange and wonderful turn.
     
     
     
     
     
     

chapter four

    Evan worked very hard to keep his hand steady while he ran the razor over his jaw. He was late enough already. Rushing his shave would only delay him that much longer. Marguerite couldn’t work her makeup magic if he were bleeding all over the place. He could not believe he’d overslept like this. More than that, he could not believe how much he cared about what Tam must be thinking of him right now. First, he’d played his diva card to get her here to fix the script, and now he couldn’t even be bothered to show up on time to shoot said script.
    He ducked his head under the shower to wash away the remains of the shaving creme. Finally, his jaw was smooth again. Relieved, he turned the water off and stepped from the tiny enclosure to dry himself off. He was still in shock that he’d forgotten to set his alarm. He’d forgotten to do a lot of things last night. Worst of all, he’d forgotten to go back to his own room at the hotel.
    When he’d stopped by Tam’s last night, he’d only intended to bring her some food and watch the dailies. A couple hours tops, then he’d head back to his room and get some much needed rest. Apparently, his body had had other plans. He didn’t even remember conking out in her bed like that. How embarrassing. And waking up next to her this morning was doubly so. Except it wasn’t. How in the world could he explain that little conundrum?
    He tossed the towel on the back of a chair and pulled out enough clothes to get him from his trailer to wardrobe without getting cited for indecent exposure. Evan shoved his feet in some flip flops, grabbed his script pages and raced out.
    Marguerite greeted him with a phony stern look and tapped her watch when he finally made it over to the hair and makeup trailer. He kissed her cheek in apology. “You know you like a challenge,” he teased, and then plopped into her chair. She got right to work.
    “Yes, well, even I can’t work miracles. So try to be on time this afternoon when I have to turn you into a werewolf.”
    “Yes, ma’am.” Evan closed his eyes while she