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I feel better, thanks.” I smile at her before looking at the man beside her.
“Oh, Ava. This is Luca. He’s an actor. We worked together on—”
“The Hidden Paths, I remember.” I smile at the man in his late twenties and take his outstretched hand, shaking it as I take in his warm brown eyes and easy smile. “Nice to meet you.”
“The pleasure is mine, Ava.” He grins. “Zena was telling me you have a screenplay you’ve written in production. How exciting.”
“She’s extraordinary,” Mum gushes. “And so brave.Forest Girlis all based on true events.”
My smile turns brittle as Luca’s eyes widen at the title.
“Oh, I see Jane.” Mum waves to a woman across the room. “Back in a moment. I’ll just go and say hello.”
She walks off as Luca pins all of his attention on me.
“Oh, wow. That’s… that’s interesting. I’ve heard about it. I didn’t realize that was you… Well, congratulations.”
“Thanks.” I take my hand back politely.
Luca moves a little closer, lowering his voice. “I can’t imagine being in a plane crash and being the only survivor, to then be lost for, what was it? Two days?”
“Three,” I croak.
“Three.” He nods. “Wow. If you don’t mind me asking—”
“She does mind.”
Luca’s eyes snap to the owner of the deep voice behind me, whose presence is like a burning inferno of flames licking up my spine.
“I can answer for myself, thank you, Jet.” I incline my head over my shoulder, but not far enough to meet his eyes.
I turn back to Luca. “Sure. What did you want to—?”
“I fucking mind.”
A hand curls around my hip, pulling my body into his side. I swallow at the way my stomach bounces up to my throat, then floats back down again as heat spreads in my core.
No matter how much I hate him, my body still reacts to him. Muscle memory.Orgasm memory.
“Well, you shouldn’t. Go find your girlfriend.”
I step away from him. Luca’s eyes dart between the two of us like he doesn’t want to get dragged into our spat.
“Nice to meet you, Ava. I’ll catch you later.”
Jet grumbles something as Luca escapes quickly.
“What part of ‘don’t talk to me’ don’t you understand?”
“I was talking to him, not you.”
“Whatever.” I turn to walk away.
“You’re going ahead with the movie, then?”
I laugh, turning back to him in disgust. “Now I know what you really want. You’re checking your precious deal isn’t in jeopardy.”
“Are you doing it?” His eyes bore into mine, and I swallow against the sudden lump in my throat.
