Hollywood Flirt - Alexa Aston Page 0,78
seemed like a bundle of nerves. He watched her hands shaking as she pulled a K-cup from the coffee tree. Once Leo left, he’d pull her aside and see if there was something he could do.
“Ready to go sweat?” he asked the trainer.
“My favorite thing to do. Next to sex with Angela,” Leo quipped, following Dash out the back door to the home gym set up in the pool house.
They went at it hard for an hour. Dash pushed everything from his mind and dedicated himself to pumping iron and the boxing moves that Leo had introduced to his workout recently. An hour later, he was dripping with sweat and on a euphoric high. Both men grabbed water from the small refrigerator and talked briefly before Leo headed to his next client appointment.
Dash decided to hit the shower before eating breakfast. The hot water pelting him soothed his screaming muscles. As he toweled off, his phone chimed with a text. Before he could look at it, the cell rang. He tossed the towel aside and picked up his phone. Cassie’s name and number had come up.
“Hey, Cassie. Anything wrong?”
“Hi, Dash. Sorry I’m calling so early but I wanted to reach you before you left for the set. Listen, a little birdie let me know that today is your birthday. It’s also Sydney’s.”
“I know. I bought her something small that I plan to sneak to her.”
“I have a better idea. Give it to her tonight at my house. I want to have a dinner party for you two. Nothing fancy. Just so we can celebrate both of your birthdays. I know Sydney’s kept to the strict line in the sand between the two of you but you’ve both got to be miserable. Come to our house to eat and celebrate. It’ll only be you two, Rhett and me, and Ken and Melanie. Please say yes.”
“I will—only if you don’t tell her that I’m coming. I’m afraid if she knew, she might say no.”
“Hmm. I hadn’t thought of that. Okay, let’s surprise her. Do you know her dessert preference? Or what you might like?”
“We’re both chocoholics, Cassie. Any birthday cake with chocolate would be perfect.”
“You’re on. Let’s aim for seven. I won’t be at the studio today so I’ll just see you tonight.”
“Thank you. To spend even a little time with Sydney away from work will be the icing on my cake.”
Dash hung up and glanced in the mirror. A huge grin lit up his face. He might not be able to make love to the woman he loved on their birthday but he planned to pull her aside at the Corrigans’ home for a few minutes and kiss her senseless. That would be the best present of all.
As he shaved, his phone chimed again with a text from Leo. He’d forgotten a text came in just as Cassie called.
Flowers on your doorstep when I left. Think it’s cute Sydney sent you the same arrangement you sent her. Enjoy your day, bro!
What the hell was Leo talking about?
Dash had never sent flowers to Sydney. He should have, especially today since it was her birthday. He’d get Brenda to place an order and have them delivered to Monty’s house.
But why would Leo think Dash had sent Sydney flowers? And when?
He finished shaving and dressed in a T-shirt and jeans. Today, Paul would be wearing a sharp Armani suit for a meeting he had. By the end of the day, the suit wouldn’t look so great since filming included Paul being shot at, almost hit by a car, and climbing through an air shaft.
Dash walked to the front of the house to bring in the flowers Leo mentioned. He opened the front door and saw nothing on the porch. Heading for the kitchen, he followed his nose. The smell of bacon filled the air. Tim was gracious enough to make eggs and bacon for Dash a couple of times a week. It saved him time and was a nice change from the protein shake or Greek yogurt and fruit he usually ate.
“Perfect timing,” Tim said as Dash entered.
Brenda was nowhere in sight.
“Have you seen Brenda this morning?” he asked.
“She was here a few minutes ago. Been wandering in and out. She’s really restless today.”
“Go ahead and plate breakfast for me, Tim. I’ll be right back. I need her to do something for me ASAP.”
Dash left the kitchen and headed for the office, thinking Brenda might be trying to get some work done. As he