“Oh, honey. You were magnificent. I had to stop myself from crying, since I had to be against you in that scene.”

“Thanks, Martha. I’m so glad you liked it.”

“Martha’s right. You pretty much nailed it up there. I kind of felt some sympathy for you.”

She laughed. “Well, thanks. That’s high praise coming from you.”

“Do you have more today?” Logan asked.

“Yes. One more scene after this one. You’re welcome to stay around and watch.”

“No, thanks. I have work to do. I need to get this junk off of me and get back to work.”

“Wait,” Martha said. “First we need photos.”

Logan rolled his eyes.

“Martha’s right. You do look pretty incredible.” Logan had on green and purple makeup, a steel breastplate, and leather pants. Despite the hideous makeup, the pants were sexy as all get-out on him, and the breastplate made him look like a fierce warrior. She’d like to get him naked except for the pants. Unfortunately, she had a call coming up soon, and she couldn’t think of a legitimate reason to get him away from Martha.

Too bad. Maybe she’d steal the leather pants from the costume department and see if he’d wear them for her again.

“Did you bring your camera, Martha?”

“I did.” She pulled it out of her leather apron and handed it over to Des.

Des snapped a couple pictures of Martha and Logan together, and then the two of them separately.

“How about one with you in it, too, Des?” Martha asked.

“Sure.” Des grabbed her assistant, and Jessica took some pictures of her with Martha and Logan.

“This is so amazing. Thank you. We’ll go turn our costumes in now,” Martha said.

“Okay, if you head back to makeup, they’ll help chisel off some of the major stuff, then you can shower off the rest.”

Martha wandered off.

“Did you have fun?” she asked Logan.

“Actually, I did. More fun than I thought I would. Thanks for making me do this.”

“You’re welcome. Now go get that stuff off your face and hands before I laugh.”

He did laugh. “Okay, I’ll see you later.”

He wandered off, and she turned and watched him, admiring the tight fit of the leather across his very fine ass.

AFTER TURNING IN his costume, it took a while to get the horns off Logan’s eyebrows, and the people in makeup were nice enough to use whatever cream they had on hand to remove the majority of the stuff from his face. He got to use their bathroom to wash the rest off his face and hands.

Martha was busy watching some of the alien actors practice a battle scene, so he decided to wander around for a bit and let her enjoy. Ranch work could wait for a little while longer. He’d hate to drag Martha away from all this.

He looked for Des on a few of the sets, but didn’t see her. Maybe she was taking a break, so he headed to her trailer to see if he could grab a few minutes with her before he had to head back to the ranch.

He walked up the steps and was about to knock, but heard the sound of voices. Not wanting to interrupt if she had someone in there, he was about to walk away, but then stopped.

“And I told you, Theo, I’m not interested. Now get the hell out of my trailer.”

“I can make this bad for you, Des. I can make sure you’ll never work again.”

Logan frowned. Was this jackass serious?

He heard Des laugh. “And with one well-placed phone call to the media, there’ll be a front-page story about how you’re constantly hitting on your leading ladies, and then your wife will know what a cheating bastard you really are. Don’t ever threaten me, Theo, and don’t ever hit on me again. Because I have way more ammunition than you do, and plenty of other actresses who are more than willing to come forward and testify to what a scumbag you are.”

Logan wanted to kick this sonofabitch’s ass. He started to knock on the door, but it was swung open wide by Theo, who shot a glare at Logan, then shoved past him and down the steps. Des was right there at the door, her eyes widening when she saw him.

Logan turned to go after Theo, but Des grabbed his arm.

“Don’t.”

“He needs to be taught a lesson about how to treat women.”

“I took care of it, Logan. He won’t be bothering me again.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

He stared after the now-long-gone director, anger still boiling inside of him. “I don’t like that guy.”

She laughed. “Neither do I. But trust me, I can handle him.”

He shifted his gaze to Des. “I trust you, and you did handle him.”

But Theo was still an ass**le, and he needed to be reminded about the right way to treat a woman. Logan would make sure of that. Maybe not today, but he was going to have a serious conversation with Des’s director at some point.

Chapter 11

ON THE DAY before the Fourth of July, Des finished up her scenes by noon. She’d been avoiding Theo, much to his irritation, but she didn’t care. She hit her marks, did what she was told, and anything beyond that he could kiss her ass.

Colt had the same scenes as she did today, so he finished up early, too.

“We should head over to the ranch today,” Des suggested as they walked off the set and headed back to their trailers.

“Yeah? And why is that? So you can ogle the hot rancher?”

Des smiled. “I was thinking maybe Martha could use some help with preparations for tomorrow.”

Martha had invited the entire cast and crew over to the ranch for tomorrow’s big party. Since the Fourth landed in the middle of the week and Theo was being a dick about the tight shooting schedule, no one was getting more than a couple of days off. Some people had family flying in today, and Martha said there’d be plenty of food for families, too.

Des could only imagine the chaos.

“She probably could.” He stopped at his trailer. “I’ll take a shower, then meet you at yours and we’ll head up to the ranch.”

Des smiled. “Awesome.”

Des hurried down the path to her trailer, took a quick shower, and decided on shorts and a T-shirt with a pair of tennis shoes. After being in makeup for the past two days, she didn’t want to put any on, figuring Logan would be busy working today, anyway. Besides, he likely wouldn’t care if she wore makeup or not, which was one of the reasons she liked him.