EXCERPT ONE:
Shaunna was staying at a Radisson along with Nathan and the
rest of the cast and crew. She saw David from time to time but they’d never
spoken.
She’d first spotted him exercising one morning. She was
about to wander into the hotel's gym herself, but reconsidered when she saw
that even at six a.m., she would not be alone. It wasn’t specifically David’s
presence that changed her mind. She was simply uncomfortable working out in
front of strangers.
However, she was not uncomfortable about pausing to admire
one. She was certain her pony tail did nothing to hide her face should he
happen to look up and make eye contact, so she went ahead and got herself a
good eye full.
David hadn’t seen her and was turned completely around. He
was bending over to heft some free weights and he was wearing shorts. Very
short shorts. In any other context, they would have looked like something
Olivia Newton John might have worn with roller skates, but on him they were
just a sexy, cruel barrier between her hands and his tight cheeks. These
particular shorts were white with dark blue piping. Later on, it would be all
too easy for her to accidentally remember them as underwear.
As she intently studied David's movements, Shaunna lost her
sense of self and squeezed her water bottle hard enough to make it crackle. The
noise was loud in the quiet hallway and she quickly bolted down the corridor,
suddenly determined to enjoy a bowl of Cheerios courtesy of the well-appointed
continental breakfast.
Over the next hour, Shaunna convinced herself David would
not show up in the breakfast lounge, but she also opted for a second bowl of
cereal and a banana, something she normally never did. And then she found
herself hanging around to read the morning paper, which she also never did. As
soon as she admitted to herself that she was stalling her departure, Shaunna
laughed at her reflection in the napkin holder and returned to her room.
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