The shoot wrapped up at six o’clock with Scott stalking out into the beer garden again for a cigarette after ordering Marcus to tidy up and rearrange the furniture. The cast scattered quickly before Scott could reappear and demand another take.
As Reuben hurried out the front door of the hotel, he almost bowled over Nina standing outside.
‘Oops, sorry! Do you need a lift?’
She shook her head. ‘I’m waiting for Marcus.’
‘Is he your boyfriend?’
She hesitated.
‘Sorry, I didn’t mean to be personal.’
‘We’re friends, it hasn’t progressed that far yet.’
‘He seems nice,’ Reuben said, although having only spoken a couple of words to Marcus, he had no idea if this was true.
‘Yes, he is.’
Silence. For once in his life Reuben was tongue-tied. It was different in the cafe – their conversation
