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"Sorry, MiShaun" Ioverplayed the lack-of-caffeine defense, when the actual reason has nothing to do with drinkable stiet that kiss out of my head Plus, before we kissed, he’d just co with her, even if I did shove that thought out ofto see if you wanted to go over lines, but if you need to zone out, far be it from me to intrude…" She looks curious I ht
"No, I’m fine, just… a lot to think about lately, with otten they’re here "I guess we aren’t doing theoff until next week to do mall scenes, since Grahah I haven’t been thinking of hier traces circles on the table "Why did he leave Austin? Did anyone say?"
"I heard fauilty "What kind of fah sides "I’ets back"
I have all the e back and forth between s for Reid and Graham, never attention to no one but me, while Graham is often occupied with Brooke Reid is a known player and Grahaht, he went froht to mine, and like an idiot I let hiht felt so right
And then Graha is iving advice…"
"You need more? Shoot, baby"
I s "Okay So… how do you knohether to follow logic or intuition? I , but feels like another--how do you knohich is the truth?"
She puts the pages down and levels a look at eneral question, not relating to anyone in particular" Just two anyones I should be crossing ether, a crease forhs "Sometimes, you just can’t tell But I’ll say this, if what looks like the facts of the s, then you need s see the answer
"Especially then" She narrows her eyes at me, one eyebrow raised "You sure this isn’t about Reid? Because this see herself after being kissed senseless by him"
"We haven’t--I didn’t--"
"M dropped off at the hotel Monday night," I blurt out "And the driver looked sorta fa fan of this tactic when losing an argu?"
"Don’t be ridiculous My people do not blush" She puts on her pri about that "Well I’m obviously not as sneaky as I think"
"So what’s he’s like? What does he do?"
"He’s a couy I don’t know the details and I already told hiet disoriented if I have to do any uy, huh?" I wonder vaguely if this ‘huh’ counts towards Graha other things" A wistful smile crosses her face
"Such as?"
"Now, Eht," I say "But you can askReid Alexander"
As if on cue, Reid walks around the corner, stops and puts his hands on the back of the chair next to me "What was that?" He smiles, and I know he overheardover lines," MiShaun says, straightening the sheets and placing the here, Mr Alexander? This afternoon is a Lizbeth/Charlotte scene And as much as the producers would like your pretty face in every shot they can squeeze you into, you are not in it"