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“Since we’re late for pilot season, they’re thinking of launching it on the streaming platform this fall.”
“Really?”
That’s fast even by Hollywood’s standards.
“Really. They’re impressed and don’t want to wait. Whispers are that it’s some of your best work to date.”
“Even better thanPirates?”
Clint nods. “Even better thanPirates. They’ve got high hopes for this show.”
“Okay. I’m assuming that means we’ll start casting in a few weeks?”
“Monday,” Clint corrects.
“I’m sorry, Monday? As in two days from now?”
“Do you have better things going on?”
“Well, no, not exactly.”
Clint hooks a thumb behind him. “I’m guessing it has to do with that woman back there?”
My jaw grinds at the way he casually mentions Gemma.
“Look,”—Clint throws his hands up in defense and takes a step toward me—“I’m glad this place has been so good to you, but your life is back in LA.”
“Do you think I don’t know that?” I retort.
“Good. Then our flights are leaving tomorrow night. Studio wants to meet on Sunday to go over logistics.”
“You can’t push it back any?”
Clint shakes his head. “You know how things work.”
“So we’re leaving tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow.” Clint goes to leave, but turns around at the last minute. “Think I can get a room here?”
“They’ll set you up.”
I don’t even look at him as the door clicks shut behind him.
A sinking feeling settles over me.
Not even thirty minutes ago, I was on a high, watching cows roam in their pastures as Gemma told me everything she loved about the land.
I could listen to her talk for hours. It’s probably why the studio loved the script so much. So much of the love Gemma feels for this place was infused into it.
They way she talked about the ranch? She made it easy to write.
And now, instead of getting to spend the next few weeks with her, I’ll be packing up and leaving her behind.
A soft knock at the door pulls me out of my spiral. Gemma’s head pops in.
“I saw him leave and wanted to come see you.”
Fucking Gemma Winchester. Always worrying more about others than herself. She really is too fucking good for me.
