thing that he was so hung up on. Maybe she should have smuggled along a bit of her jewellery and tried for a bit of product placement.
He whipped the tube of lip balm out of her hand with a flourish, lobbed it into the designer handbag and threw the whole thing to the production minion.
Then again, she’d have been hard pressed to get as much as a necklace past him.
‘And cut.’
She wheeled around, so absorbed in her standoff with Jack-bloody-Trent that she’d forgotten the camera was even there. Which was probably the point.
‘Fantastic banter, exactly what we’re looking for. Keep that up for the next couple of days and we’ll be talking TV gold.’
Terrific. So all she had to do to make this stupid programme a success was to spend the entire weekend at Jack Trent’s throat. Shouldn’t be too difficult since he was obviously not going to cut her an inch of slack.
‘Shall we?’ he said, ushering her towards the door with a flourish and a wicked grin.
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