Chapter 8
“That’s a wrap, everyone.”
Mick tried not to look at his watch as the cast began gathering up their bags, but as he attempted to bury his eyes in the production book resting open on his lap, his gaze slid automatically to his wrist.
Even keeping everybody late hadn’t managed to make Spencer magically appear.
Disappointment soured his stomach. He thought he’d made himself clear. He hadn’t been thrilled Spencer found it necessary to leave, but at least he understood the reasoning behind it. Spencer needed to take things slow. It had only been a first date, after all. A phenomenal first date, with even greater s*x, but a first date, nonetheless.
But that didn’t mean Mick had to like it.
He’d waited outside the rehearsal hall until the very last minute the following day, ready
