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Not possible

As that week passed, it becas were most certainly not under control Jack stayed in town, but I was busy on set et as much shot as we could so the show could premiere in the su up, and while it was going by fast, I took time each day to sit and think about how far I’d co the work--the actual work that went into putting a show together like this Working closely with the other actors, developing a shorthand with the cast and the crew, bringing this character to life, and watching as the others did as well

And as I worked, Jack played Sure he spent his days on the set filhts out on the town And then his days sleeping it off He was young, and this town laid itself out for hihts he was in attendance, and the photographers were out in full force After his accident, he didn’t drive hi Bryan on a much more full-time basis Which worked out well for him: he could party even harder Paparazzi swarmed him when he arrived and when he left, and industrious araphers inside the clubs with ca in VIP section after VIP section And alith Adauy, Adam was smart After his star threatened to forever be tarnished by his past behavior, appearing with Jack so often around town had hiht, I oken fro and loudthe back of roped for et there, the bedroo open and there he was, ?

"Grace, love, I’hter

"What the hell?" I asked, drawing the sheet closer around me as I blinked back sleep Now that I ake, er

"Broke your buggery bowl You know the one you keep our h the door and--Oh no, you’reas he crossed to the bed and sat down heavily next to me The stink of whiskey was all around, and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing

"Ada the sheet aroundaround hi me home and needed a piss I couldn’t very well let him out on the side of the road, could I?" He reached for rip

"Where’s Bryan?" I seethed

"Night off Besides, I told you, Adam drove me home Hmmyou’reht?"

He wrapped hileas I unscrambled myself out of his arms

"Jack, seriously, is he still here? Jack? Dammit" I pushed at hi deeper "Wake up, Jack" I nudged hiain

He was passed out cold Son of a bitch I heard the tinkle of broken pottery in the other roouest

"Hey, Grace Sorry about the ht up"

Adam Kasen stood in the entryway, broken bowl at his feet and shit-eating grin on his handso past him into the kitchen He followed me

"I’m really sorry about that It was dark e carabbed the broo to clean this up?"

"That’s not what I meant"

He looked at me shrewdly "You don’t like me much, do you?" he asked after a beat, his head cocked to the side

"I don’t know you"

He grinned

Hit him with the broom!

We stood across from each other, silent The air was full

"I’ll seeaway toward the door

"Watch yourself," I added, nodding to the pile of broken pottery on the floor

"I’ll buy you another," he said, his hand on the door

"Yes, you will"

He grinned once more

Ram him with the end of the brooot into bed with Jack, as still passed out

Still think you should have whacked hi I had an early call, but not so early that I didn’t wake up our fair Mr Haroaned as I pulled his covers down

"Gracie, please, it’s too early Covers, covers!" he griped, inching his way down the bed and trying to burrow back under

"I know Sucks to be woken up so suddenly, doesn’t it?" I s at the end of the bed with a cup of coffee He sniffed the air

"That s lower on the bed

"Man, you’re really asking for it, aren’t you?" I lifted an eyebrow and the duvet farther out of his reach He opened one eye, then the other Confusion flooded into his face

"What’s going on?"

"I’d like to ask you the saain, and I held fast to the covers

"I broke sory, right?"

"Yep"

"Any chance we can talk about this later?"

"Jack" I sighed and let the covers drop I walked back into the bathroo after me He appeared in the doorway, in a duvet burrito

"I’m sorry about the bowl, Grace I’ll buy us a new one"

"Oh no, you don’t have to Your good friend Adam already said he’d take care of it"

"Are you really this upset about a bowl?"