Hammered (Blue Bay Crew #3)- Cathryn Fox Page 0,32

warning in his eyes. “Just tell me you know what you’re getting yourself into. I might have a reputation for being an asshole, but I don’t want to see my leading lady get hurt.” Lines crinkle around his eyes as he narrows his gaze in on me, a cautionary look around those baby blues. “Plus, you know, you can’t really afford any more drama, and I want this movie to be a success, Haven.”

Don’t screw it up, I get it.

“It’s not exactly as it looks,” I tell him, realizing his concern for me is more about his paycheck. Not a surprise, really. If I’ve learned anything it’s that people care only about their own best interests. Tyler, however, seems different. Then again, what do I really know about him?

He waits a minute to see if I’m going to explain, and when I remain quiet, he adds, “Yeah, well, whatever it is, be careful. That guy has a reputation. Not a good one. He fights dirty, will do whatever it takes to get what he wants.”

I nod. “I know, I heard the rumors.”

“Maybe they’re not rumors.” He runs his hand through his hair. “Look, all I’m saying is it’s day one of the shoot, and you can’t even get your lines right. Maybe you don’t need that kind of distraction.”

“You’re right,” I say. While Tyler is a distraction on the set, I’ll be able to get a good night’s sleep when he’s beside me and won’t feel the need to continually look over my shoulder.

He puts his hand on my shoulder, and with his Hollywood handsome face, stares at me. “If there’s anything I can do, just let me know, okay? I need this film to be a success as much as you do.”

I nod, hating how I fumbled the lines so much today. I need to do better. No, I need my very best. “I think I just need another cup of coffee.” No sooner do the words leave my mouth, but I spot Gram coming our way, a tray filled with coffee in each hand.

I glance past her shoulder into the trees, where I spotted someone watching Jonah and I in the middle of our scene. No doubt it was a local, just fascinated by the process, and I need to stop worrying and get my head into the game. It’s not too late to recast and I can’t forget Tyler, my knight in shining armor, or rather my knight in low slung jeans and T-shirt that showcases his hard body, is right by my side. My ovaries vibrate as I watch him hammer a nail into the wood.

“Thanks, Gram,” I say when she holds the tray out and I take a cup. Jonah grabs two and saunters off. Gram’s gaze moves over my face, like she’s assessing me.

“Bad news,” she says and shakes her head, her eyes solemn.

My entire body stiffens. “What’s going on?” I ask and look around the set, expecting to find my stalker coming my way.

“I’m going to need Tyler’s room back, I’m afraid.”

Disappointment sits heavy, but I push it down. He said he was headed to the fishing cabin anyway, so it’s not like he’d be sliding between the sheets with me every night. His conversation earlier today with Summer comes racing back. She seemed awfully concerned about him going there. I honestly have no idea what that was all about, and I’m not sure I ever will. I admit, I’m curious, but really, it’s none of my business and it’s probably best I don’t get too close to a guy whose stage name was Hammer. I used to wonder if the girls called him that for another reason—a sexual one. Last night I found the answer out in the most delightful way.

“Something funny?” Gram asks.

I wipe the smile from my face. “No, nothing, and it’s okay.” I shade the sun from my eyes and search for Olivia. I catch her walking toward Jared as he sits shirtless on the steps of the gazebo and opens his water bottle. My God, the Owens men are gorgeous, but Tyler is the one who I want to be with. Temporarily, that is. Until the shoot is finished. “I can probably just bunk with someone else.”

Gram nods in approval. “Heard you met Summer.”

I smile. “Word gets around fast in this place.”

She grins. “No need for secrets. We’re all family here.”

My heart lurches at that. I love how she takes everyone in and makes them a part of