A Humble Heart (Hollywood Hearts #1)(10)

Dana shrugged and shook her head. “No, I’m asking if you want to join me for lunch. We’re about ten minutes away from Sam’s Deli and he would kill me if he found out I was this close and didn’t stop by.”

“Really?” Amy asked, her frown transforming into a beautifully shy smile.

Edward held up his hand. “We’re supposed to talk about the book.”

Dana hid her computer under the couch and walked towards the door. “You can come too if you want,” she said casually and made her way out the door with a very excited Amy.

They walked off the lot leaving Edward behind. “Are you sure?” Amy asked once they hit the sidewalk.

“Of course,” Dana said. She didn’t like people acting differently towards her. She missed being able to go into a supermarket and getting cut in line, her carriage rammed and being flipped off when she grabbed the last box of Lucky Charms, the good old days.

“My brother is going to be super pissed,” Amy pointed out.

“Why? I said he could come, too,” Dana said.

“He’s used to be people falling all over him and doing what he wants. He’s not a jerk or anything. It’s just after a few years he’s gotten used to it.”

“Well, he won’t get that from me,” Dana said as they walked across the street. She pressed a hand to her stomach and winced as a stabbing pain shot through her. In a matter of seconds it was gone.

“Are you okay?” Amy asked worriedly.

Dana forced a smile. “Sometimes the scar tissue from the last c-section hurts. Nothing to worry about.”

Amy nodded as they walked along the sidewalk.

After a very hearty roast beef sandwich each they made their way back towards the lot. Of course they had to stop for frozen yogurt. They were still eating their yogurt as they made their way back inside the trailer.

They were both surprised to find a very surly Edward sitting on the couch. “I cleared my free time expecting to work with you,” he said sternly.

“And I told you that you were welcome to come with us. Now, if you’re done pouting we have an hour until you have to shoot so let’s get to work,” she said in the same tone she would use with her kids.

“I’m not pouting,” Edward protested.

“Yes, you are,” Amy said. He shot her a dirty look that made her smile wider.

Chapter 3

Edward watched the two women sit down and talk while they ate their frozen yogurt. He was pissed. He’d been a thorn in the director’s ass all morning begging for two hours in the afternoon to work with Dana and she brushed him off. What the hell was her problem?

She was the reason he took this job. He was a big fan and excited about playing Christian, but working with her was the plus. Her reputation of being secretive was famous. He liked the idea of not only knowing what her latest book was going to be about before anyone else, but also having a hand in it.

Now it looked like she was going to do her best to keep him out. She’d invited him to go, but only as an afterthought. Plus, he couldn’t go anywhere without security and he’d given them the two hours off so he could work. Now he was starving. He considered stealing Amy’s frozen yogurt, but little sister or not she would kick his ass.

He was so nervous when he walked into the trailer. He wanted to meet her ever since he read her first book and heard she moved to California. He was surprised to see that she looked better than the picture on the back of her books. She looked younger, healthier. Her blonde hair looked like it was made from gold silk. He especially liked her cute little nose and pouty lips. He hadn’t expected to be attracted to her. It was a bit unnerving to find himself instantly attracted to a woman. That never happened before. It usually took a bit of time for him to warm up to a woman.

“Edward, could you please grab my computer for me? It’s under your feet. Then we can get started,” Dana said pleasantly enough.

“Sure,” he sighed, reaching for the computer. He knew where it was. He saw her put it away an hour ago. He’d been tempted to open it while they were gone and look at her latest work, but then he thought better of it.

“Here,” he said, placing it on the table. He sat down next to her. “So, how do we do this?” he asked, knowing she was about to give him some lame ass story about working alone or telling him how he’d get in the way.

She finished her small cup of yogurt and threw it away. Then she tossed the paper brown bag that she'd carried into the trailer in front of him. “I took the liberty of getting you a sandwich and chips.”

He looked at the brown bag in front of him. He was stunned. People usually bent over backwards to make him happy. They could be a pain in the ass with their twenty questions over something as simple as what he wanted to drink out of fear that he wouldn’t be happy with something that wasn’t perfect, as if he would take a fit or something if god forbid there wasn’t enough mayonnaise on his sandwich. He didn’t understand that at all. Dana didn’t seem to care. She wasn’t trying to kiss his ass or please him. She was just being considerate.

“Thank you,” he murmured as he opened the bag and pulled out a thick roast beef sandwich. Dana stood up and walked over to the mini fridge.

“Okay, there are sodas, juices, ice teas and waters. What do you guys want?” she asked.

Edward and Amy looked at each other in shock. Most people would have tried to order Amy to take those ten simple steps to the fridge. Hell, not three hours ago Jennifer tried to order Amy to sort through twenty bags of Hershey Miniatures. Ordering Amy to throw out the dark chocolate and then separate the rest of the flavors into bowls. Edward sent Amy to his dressing room to get her away from the spoiled actress. He always put his foot down when someone tried to order Amy around. That didn’t mean people didn’t try when he wasn’t around. He was more shocked, because in this case Amy was also working as Dana's assistant.