Reid - Maddie Wade Page 0,13

place. “I’m driving you,” he stated again and then slammed the door closed.

She watched working up a good head of steam as he crossed the front of the car and got in beside her. Callie clamped her lips together, not trusting herself to speak lest she say something she would regret.

They were halfway to the docks when he looked at her. “Finished sulking?”

Her eyes darted to him. “I’m not sulking, I just have nothing to say to you right now.”

“Good, now listen up. I need the names of all your boyfriends, current and ex. Even causal ones or fuck buddies. I also need a list of your commitments over the next month so we can plan things, and a spare key so Mitch and Liam can give your security a thorough inspection.”

“Fine. But just so you know, I think this is going a bit over the top. It was a one-off incident, nothing more.”

“It was an escalating stalker is what it was. Your fucking protection team should have flagged this months ago. My bet is you’ve been having things happen for a while, only now it’s been noticed.”

Callie felt the blood drain from her face. “A stalker,” she murmured quietly.

He glanced at her and then bit out a curse before pulling to the curb. He unfastened his belt and turned to her. “Callie, I won’t let anyone hurt you, I promise. This is a real threat, but I won’t leave you until it’s sorted.”

“Okay.”

Reid was genuine, he wouldn’t leave her alone and unprotected. She could sense he was a good man. She could recognise a good man because her father and brother were both good men.

“I owe your brother more than that.”

Callie tried not to feel deflated by that comment. He was here because of Clay and anyway, she wasn’t interested in a crude, mean asshole. Even if he was a hot, protective asshole that made her want to rip his clothes off and see if he had ink everywhere.

Reid must have decided he’d gotten through to her because he re-buckled and got back on the road. She took out a piece of paper and started a list like he’d asked. The boyfriend side was short, kind of pathetic looking really, with just three names on it and she’d only slept with two of them.

They pulled up to the shoot, and she saw Sophia pacing as she spoke on the phone. Reid got out and walked with her to the trailers they’d be using for hair, make-up, and clothing changes. The agent’s eyes moved to her and then swept over Reid.

“Hello, handsome, and who are you signed with?” she practically purred.

Callie would usually laugh, but today she wanted to claw her friend’s eyes out for the comment.

“Don’t have an agent, Ma’am. Where is Callie’s trailer?” he asked briskly.

“Did he just call me Ma’am? Oh, be still my beating heart and body. I like it.”

“Soph, stop. Reid is my brother’s friend and he’s helping me out with something.”

“Trailer,” he barked again more forcefully.

Sophia recognised the harsh tone of voice and quickly snapped into professional mode. “Follow me. Callie, Claude has been asking where you are, and Pierce is already here and in make-up.”

Callie barely suppressed the groan. Claude was a model she regularly worked with and had been bugging her to have lunch with him. She’d made the mistake of sharing brunch with him as friends, and he’d ultimately got the wrong end of the stick. Pierce, though, was sweet and a total dream to work with.

When they got the trailer, Reid went in first and then deemed it safe for her to enter. Briar and Flynn came bustling in minutes later and almost got themselves pinned to the ground by Reid until she screamed at him to stop. He apologised to them both, and the grin he gave the two women almost made her squirm in her chair it was so hot.

The pair now eyed Reid, who was sitting on the small chair at the end of the trailer and typing on his phone, like candy.

“What the hell is going on, Callie?” Sophie stage whispered and Reid glanced over at them, clearly taking an interest in their conversation.

“I had an incident last night with a man accessing my roof terrace. I panicked and told my brother, who called Reid. Reid thinks it might be a stalker.”

“I don’t think, I know,” he said firmly before going back to his phone.

“Oh my God, why didn’t you call me?” Sophia said sitting and