CHAPTER NINE
You’d be a perfect fit for Dragon Llewelyn.
Those words had been echoing in Chaney’s head for days. Yes, she might be perfect for the company, but not—it seemed—for Drake Llewelyn. It shouldn’t bother her, right? She was doing this for Gemma, not him. And Justin had seen the benefit to the temporary position, agreeing to a leave of absence once Chaney had completed her outstanding projects.
Now that she was at an underwater resort on a small island in the South Pacific to film an episode, she shouldn’t even be thinking about Drake. He wasn’t thinking of her since he hadn’t been in touch. Granted, he was on the golfing vacation with his father, but a little interest from him would have been, well, nice. Instead, she was stuck with their guest talent, Foster Smalley, a fifty-
