Chapter 14
“So what do you say, Mars? It’s supposed to be a rain-free weekend, in the upper seventies, probably the last gasp of summer…a few days of relaxing in the sun, perhaps a dip in the pool, some excellent food, and exotic drinks?”
I settled the day’s script sides on my lap and eyed the half-naked, devilishly handsome actor who’d been my “dressing roommate” since I’d started the show. Danny Zion, with his head of tousled blond hair, gray-blue eyes, and leading-man features, gave off a sexy aura that had the power to rival that of a stud half his forty-six years. This was—aside from his considerable acting skills—the main reason he remained one of the show’s most popular characters for the past decade, at least in my estimation. I should look so attractive at his age. As he pulled
