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too, but she tried to stick to a healthier diet these days.
    Suppressing a sigh, she put a mango-lettuce-cucumber wrap onto her paper plate and reached for an apple—only to have her hand collide with another set of fingers reaching for the same piece of fruit.
    A shiver ran through her body. Quickly, she snatched her hand away. Not turning toward Crash, she felt more than saw Crash watch her. “What?”
    â€œListen,” Crash said and gestured for Jill to go ahead and take the coveted apple. “I wanted to apologize for calling you difficult. I shouldn’t have said that.”
    Jill weighed the apple in her hand. “Then why did you?”
    â€œWell, I’m not usually hired for a simple scene like that, so I assumed—”
    â€œYou know what they say about people who make assumptions, don’t you?”
    Crash folded her arms over her chest and regarded her with a dismayed expression. “Are you always this…?”
    â€œDifficult?” Jill finished for her.
    One corner of Crash’s mouth twitched. “I didn’t say that.”
    â€œBut you thought it,” Jill countered.
    â€œOh, now you’re a mind reader too?”
    â€œI don’t have to be a mind reader to know what you’re thinking.” Jill knew she was a bit touchy, but she couldn’t help being hurt that this stranger had formed an opinion about her so quickly.
    At a stand-off, they stared at each other. Crash’s blue eyes were almost eerie, and it irritated Jill even more how fascinating she found them.
    â€œMs. Patterson?” One of the PAs peered into the tent. “Mr. Brower is looking for you.”
    â€œTell him I’m on my way,” Crash said but made no move to follow him out of the tent. When the PA walked away, she turned back to Jill. “I really want us to be able to work together.”
    â€œThat’s one thing you don’t have to worry about. If you knew me at all, you’d know that I never allow my personal feelings to interfere with my work.” No matter what Crash thought of her, she was a professional.
    Crash didn’t look happy with the way they left things, but she finally gave her a nod. “I’d better go see what Ben wants. See you tomorrow.”
    Jill watched the tent flap fall closed behind Crash. God, it was going to be a long three months of shooting.

CHAPTER 3
    Two sound technicians who’d sneaked off for a smoke stared at Jill as she passed them on the way to her car.
    What is it, boys? Never seen a woman in her underwear before? Chuckling, she glanced down at the pair of knee-length drawers and the chemise she was wearing. She unlocked her Beetle and let herself sink behind the wheel with a relieved sigh. Sitting down felt good, and so did being inside the car, where it was warmer. This was only the third day of filming, yet she was already exhausted. Today’s night shoot was kicking her ass, but Jill was determined to prove herself in the upcoming fight scene—even if she was only allowed to film the lead-in and the close-ups.
    Just when she reached for the jacket on the passenger seat, her cell phone rang. She fumbled it out of the jacket pocket and glanced at the display.
    Great. Her mother was calling. If she didn’t answer, she’d later have to listen to her ranting and raving about how worried she’d been. Sighing, she swiped her finger across the screen to accept the call. “Hi, Mom.”
    â€œFinally! I’ve been trying to reach you for hours!”
    â€œI’m still on set, so I couldn’t have my cell phone with me. I just went to the car for a minute. Did something happen?”
    â€œOh, yes!”
    Jill gripped the steering wheel with her free hand. “Is Dad okay?”
    â€œWhat? Oh, yes, nothing like that. Your brother got a promotion! Isn’t that great?”
    â€œYes,” Jill said dutifully. “It’s wonderful.” And it would be