A WEEK LATER, CALLUM came home from work with Jamie, takeout, and a frown.
“What is it?” Nerea asked, helping to unpack the food while Jamie excused himself to the toilet, looking subdued himself. Had they fought? Had something gone wrong at work?
“Nothing. Everything’s fine,” Callum said. “I got the press tour schedule for Diminished Fifth.”
“I still don’t like that title,” Nerea noted. It was easier than mentioning how much she hated the way Callum’s films never stopped throwing wrenches into their lives. Filming was hard. Sometimes the media follow-up was worse.
“It’s a psychological thriller about a serial killer. It’s supposed to be unsettling.”
“You and your desire to play the villain for once,” Nerea teased. But now she understood Callum’s moodiness, and Jamie’s. Press tours —
