image. They did, however, serve to make him more alluring...especially on the heels of showing up with the surprise gift of a stuffed rabbit for her daughter.
Morgan was standing in front of her studio when they drove up. Her normally glowing sister still looked horribly drained and washed out—not even close to a hundred percent.
“Morgan, you should still be in bed.” Rachel put an arm around her sister. “I'm going to take you back to your cottage now, and I'm not going to take no for an answer.”
The three of them left the studio and headed across Morgan's property to her house. Once they were inside, Morgan said, “I'm so sorry I haven't been able to greet you better than this, Nicholas. Grams was so pleased to meet you, though.”
“Your grandmother is great.” He smiled at Rachel. “Your sister, too.”
Morgan momentarily lit up at that comment, then turned to Rachel and said, “I know I've been asking for a lot of favors lately, but is there one more thing you could do for me?”
“Absolutely.” Rachel would do anything for her sisters. “What do you need?” Hopefully, it would be something that took her far away from Nicholas and all of his sweet and sexy smiles that kept making her all melty inside.
“The film crew just informed me that they'd like to shoot an outdoor test segment with Nicholas today rather than starting in the studio. But as you can see, I’m just not up to it. Would you mind taking him down to where they’ve set up by the cove?”
Even if Rachel could have said no to her sister, she simply wasn't strong enough to turn down the chance for a few more minutes with Nicholas.
“No problem, Morgan. Just rest and get better, okay? And don't worry about a thing.”
If only Rachel could do the same herself. But with her feelings for Nicholas growing deeper by the second, she was suddenly more worried than ever.
CHAPTER SEVEN
It was only a short walk from Morgan’s house down to the sandy and sheltered cove, which was especially pretty with the wild flowers all in bloom around it. The breeze coming in off the water made it just a touch cooler than the rest of the island, but it was still warm enough to be pleasant and relaxing.
The film crew—a camera operator, a sound technician, and a production assistant—were already down on the sand with a tent full of gear, a small dinghy, and a kayak. “Looks like they've got everything we need to go kayaking,” Nicholas said.
“We?” Rachel’s eyebrows went up as she looked down at the kayak on the sand again and finally noticed that it was a two-person kayak. She shook her head. “No way.”
“Come on, it will be fun,” Nicholas said. “Everyone, this is Rachel Walker. She’s going to be standing in for Morgan for our test shots while she's recuperating from her cold.”
Before Rachel could explain that Nicholas was mistaken and that she would definitely not be getting into the double kayak with him, the woman behind the camera stepped away from it and looked her over with a nod. “You will be a perfect stand-in for Morgan, thanks so much for helping us out today.” She turned back to Nicholas. “We should get going while the light is still perfect.”
“But—”
The male sound technician cut Rachel off as he came forward with the mics. “I’ll just need to get you both quickly rigged up.”
“I don't think you understand,” she tried again, “I only came down to the beach to—”
But the production assistant, a young woman in her twenties, was already leading Rachel toward the tent. “I'll just help you get into the wet suit, and then we'll be ready to go. It looks like you and Morgan must be close to the same size, aren't you?”
“Yes, we are,” Rachel said automatically, before she stopped herself. “But since I'm not going out on the kayak, I don't want to waste any more of your time.”
“Wait,” Nicholas said. “Why aren't you going with me?” He looked genuinely puzzled by her