Katherine laughed.

  Cage's expression turned serious. "I woke up without you in bed," he started solemnly. "For a minute, I panicked because I thought it was a dream." Katherine's smile disappeared as well. "I was terrified." He looked sheepish but Katherine knew what he meant.

  "I wake up some days to the same feeling. I know it can be hard to believe at times but it is real……" And they had to figure out how to keep each other from forgetting.

  "Thank god," he muttered. But then she shook off the melancholy. "My fantasies are lackl.u.s.tre, now I know." He looked over her body with appreciation, looking like the lecher he was. "I was confused at first and mildly scared but I got over it." He shuddered a little.

  Katherine grinned. "I planned this last week. Glad you enjoyed the show." She tipped her proverbial hat.

  "Has anyone told you that you are a great actress?" He was slightly shaken at the thought. "I actually mistook you for my high school librarian who was intimidating…… just painfully pretty and mind." While he was showering her with compliments she was giggling with joy.

  "My teacher always commented on how dramatic I was…… didn't know that was a good thing," Katherine scoffed, stroking his cheek.

  "Now, you have got me excited about the next two days." Cage's eyes glimmered with hope. She had to laugh. She did have some plans but she would be careful not to blurt it out in front of him.

  "Don't tease me. I didn't plan anything else," she said with a pout, avoiding his eyes.

  "Hmph, I don't think the fees I paid will cover it, though," he said with a shit-eating grin on his lips. She rolled her eyes, shaking her head.

  "By all means, the library is always running on a deficit." In her head, she shivered with need. Don't let him see, she told herself.

  Cage, on the other hand, acknowledged that he was addicted to the woman in ways he hadn't thought possible. Katherine was his, until death do them apart——

  The couple cuddled in bed, reading through Cage's script. Katherine tried her best to help him practice. She had only seen movies and never really had to be part of bigger dramas, so it was fascinating to see him so immersed in his character despite the lack of ambiance and props. He worked the scene well, leaving her quite flabbergasted.

  She tried her best to act her part, but he was too professional for her. She stole glances at him and quickly looked away when he also looked at her as if feeling her gaze.

  She was falling in love with him again and no one could help it.

  Cage, on the other hand, was distracted. The past few days had been heaven and he had not had the time to really think about it. He needed to buy a house near this place, preferably because it held so much meaning for them. Also, they needed to figure out how they could meet each other more often. She was based in H city just like him but they would rarely see each other. Most of the year, he would be at the filming location, god knows how many miles away from her.

  Though she worked remotely, she would probably not be up to traveling with him all the time. She had friends who lived with her and their relationship still remained a secret from the world. He wanted to take her everywhere but…… this would be a conversation for later when their relationship had aged well. Jumping into these sorts of things was never a good thing.

  After a couple of hours, they got up and finally stretched. "I'm going to make lunch," she proclaimed. She sauntered off into the kitchen with him hot in her heels. "Don't distract me," she warned.

  "I wanted to cook for you!" he protested. Surely enough, he settled down quickly. "What are we having?"

  "We're going to have pot roast," she gave him a look. "You've been having too much cheese recently. Your trainer will complain that I am bad influence on you." She frowned at the thought.

  "I have a great metabolism, firstly," he retorted. "Secondly, the workout I have been getting since coming here is burning a lot of calories, don't worry." If she were looking at him, she would have seen the smug look on his face.

  Yes, he did have a fast metabolism, moreover, he would work out on overdrive for the last week before shooting started like crazy and cut down on all carbohydrates to give him that chiseled look. All shirtless scenes were done first so that the actor could resume eating a normal diet post them and gain the energy they needed for the rest of the filming.

  But he couldn't tell her that. Cage feared that it would really worry her or make her sad. What she didn't know wouldn't hurt her. For now.

  "Pot roast, it is!" he chirped. God, he adored her. He thought happily that he could spend the rest of his life just like this. He picked up his script once again and practiced his lines. He would rather banter with his s.e.xy girlfriend but he needed to earn a lot of money before he could retire. Then he could spend the rest of his life beside her, possibly mooching off her income.

  He almost giggled at the thought.

  From the kitchen, he heard Katherine's phone go off. He curiously looked up. He wondered who it was because all her clients had been informed she would not be picking her phone up during these few days and her parents didn't want to call her when she was on vacation.

  He shrugged it off and went back to reading until he heard her footsteps fast approaching. He looked up again and saw her rush to stand in front of him with a astounded look on her face. Her eyes were glittering, as well, the phone still at her ears.

  "Can you repeat what you mean by that?" she asked.