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something.”
    “I checked that. And for a paper jam. Nada.”
    “Problems?” Jonathan appeared beside them, looking far more cheerful than anyone had a right to at six thirty in the morning.
    Dawn and Liz answered in unison. “The photocopier.”
    “Allow me.” Jonathan pulled the side panel free and within three minutes had the photocopier working. “So, who were the flowers that came for you on Friday from, Dawn?”
    “You got flowers?” Liz asked.
    “A huge bouquet of roses,” Jonathan said. “And not cheap ones either.”
    “Wow.” Liz leaned against the wall folding her arms across her chest. “Do tell.”
    Dawn rolled her eyes in exasperation. “Pink ones before you ask, from one of the careers fayre guests. A thank you for inviting him.”
    “Him?”
    “All the guests this time were men, and his name isn’t important,” Dawn said quickly. Maybe a little too quickly as her cheeks heated and burned. She was grateful her complexion made it slightly less obvious she was blushing.
    Robert Evans, the fourth staff member going, came up to them. “The coach is here. We should get our stuff on there and nab our seats. The kids are also starting to arrive. I’ve told them to put cases by the coach and wait in the hall for now.”
    Dawn shoved the last of the papers into the box. “Thanks.”
    Jonathan looked at her. “Dawn, as this is your trip, how do you want to play it?”
    “We need to be gone by seven at the latest.” She slid into work mode setting all thoughts of Gabriel Tyler and bunches of roses to one side.
    ~*~
    The drive to Derbyshire took four hours including stops on the way. The kids were noisy and excited, but as least the seatbelts meant that they sat down the entire journey and weren’t bouncing off the ceiling like they had on previous occasions. Finally, the coach pulled into the activity center and parked outside the main building.
    Dawn stood and grabbed her bag. She and Jonathan headed inside to check in and pick up the keys. Then she headed back to the coach. She picked up the mic. “OK, now listen up, or you won’t know where you’re sleeping. The cabins are to the rear of the main building. Oak one is for the girls. Oak two is for the boys. Each room will sleep five and, no, you can’t change rooms.”
    The kids groaned.
    Jonathan grinned and grabbed the mic. “Just be grateful you’re not sharing with Mr. Evans.”
    “Why? Does he snore, sir?” came a voice from the back.
    Jonathan laughed. “I hope not.”
    Robert winked at the kids making mock snoring noises.
    Dawn took the mic back. “So, listen up. Remember your room number then pick up your bags and follow Mr. Evans and Miss Freeman around to the cabins and unpack. I want you all back here in an hour for the afternoon trip.” She checked her watch. “That’s half past twelve. Leave your day bags on the coach. Girls cabin, room one...”
    ~*~
    “And cut. Let’s go again. Take five, everyone.”
    Gabe turned and braced his hands against his back. How many more takes would they need? At this rate, they’d lose the light, and the entire day’s shoot would be wasted. He tuned out the director’s rant at the lead actress. Instead, he tried to stay in character by pacing across the dam and gazing over the water.
    What didn’t help was that instead of seeing his co-star in front of him, he saw Dawn. The way she smiled, the way her flawless skin glowed in the light, her eyes…
    What was it about this one woman that affected him so? He’d worked with hundreds over the years, yet none of them filled his thoughts or senses the way that Dawn did. He saw her soft movements in the flowers around him. That was one reason he’d sent her roses, aside from the fact he loved them, because the gentle petals reminded him of her.
    The makeup girl fussed around him touching up the gash on his cheek. It’d make this so much easier if they filmed in chronological order, but they never did.
    His co-star, Vanessa Hawkes,