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“Where’s our stuntman?” Haynes called out.
“Here,” said a man dressed exactly like Craig as he stepped up beside Londyn. “I’ll take Reggie from here.” He took the reins out of Londyn’s hands and led the horse away.
“Everyone in place,” Haynes called out.
“You have to get back,” Londyn said. “We’re about to shoot the next sequence with the stuntman.”
“Why? What’s he going to do?”
“You’ll see,” she gave him a nudge toward the cameramen. “I think this is the last shot for the day—if we get it right on the first take.”
Nash backed into the shadows of the camera equipment and crew, his brow furrowed. He wasn’t sure he could protect this woman in such a chaotic and fluid environment.
The man who’d taken the reins from Londyn led the horse back into the shadows and mounted.
The animal danced sideways for a moment, then settled.
Londyn grabbed the rifle from where she’d dropped it on the ground.
“Ready?” Haynes called out.
Londyn nodded and went back into the cabin.
“Ready,” the man on the horse called from the shadows.
“Action!” Haynes commanded.
Londyn burst through the door with her rifle as the man on the horse shot out of the shadows, racing straight for Londyn.
Nash started forward.
The man on the horse leaned down, grabbed Londyn’s free hand and swung her up, rifle and all, landing her across his lap in the saddle. Then he nudged the horse, and it raced out of sight into the darkness of night.
Nash didn’t wait for Haynes to yell, “Cut!” before he ran after them.
He caught up with them a few yards later as the stuntman lowered Londyn to the ground.
She stood barefoot on the cold, hard ground, her arms wrapped around her chest in the cool night air.
Nash removed his leather jacket and draped it over her shoulders. “Are you all right?”
She nodded, a shiver shaking her entire body. “I am. Thanks.”
He rubbed her arms in an attempt to warm her. “Is that it?”
She shook her head. “I don’t know. The director might want to run the scene again.”
Nash shook his head but didn’t say anything. Instead, he pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her.
She stiffened against him.
“I’m just trying to keep you warm,” he said. “Don’t feel the need to twist my thumb. It’s just me doing my job and protecting you.”
“From what?” Londyn shivered again.
“Hypothermia,” he answered. “You can’t stand out in the cold for long."
“I’ll stay as long as it takes to get the scene right.” She turned in his arms and stared out at the camera crew.
