Jane glanced at the wine offered to her, then at the young man standing in front of her, and apologized, “I’m sorry, I don’t know how to drink.”
“Which actor is a teetotaler?” The young man raised his eyebrows.
“I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Jackson Drew. I invested in a movie out of boredom recently. I was worried about finding the right leading lady. When I met you, I saw hope.”
Jane examined the self-assured man before her. Was he implying something?
Just as she was about to politely decline again, a hand suddenly appeared on her shoulder, belonging to Piper Smith.
“Apologies, Jackson, Jane doesn’t drink. How about I drink this glass of wine for her?” Piper smiled at Jackson.
Jackson’s eyes glimmered, and he replied with a grin, “Sure, but since it’s a sub
