After getting hot and heavy with Zach and the director was not pleased Zach didn't listen. The director brushed me off saying Zach was a professional and should have listened and then dismissed Zach for the rest of the day. Not as a punishment but to go deal with Tina and Emily.

I was on my way walking towards a dressing room with actual walls to cha he out of the wedding dress with Andrew on my tail so he could properly hang up the dress.

"Cam!" Zach called my name from the hall, he was speed walking after me shirtless, carrying his tux coat, dress shirt, bow tie and undershirt while his pants were only buttoned with the fly open. Andrew looked Zach up and down and then dienes to me and whispered"Damn shame he likes you." He blushed and laughed. Huh I didn't know he had a crush on Zach, "What?" I laughed and whispered.

"Girl he loves you shut up!" All I could do was blush.

"Cammie!" Zach said as he finally approached me. He slipped a hand around the small of my back. I felt so exposed. Andrew was carrying the hoop skirt of my dress and I just had on the corset and some cheap white lingerie panties that I was supposed to wear with the dress. So Thankfully Andrew had brought me a silk robe to cover up but most of my chest was exposed and I had on just white socks instead of shoes.

I shivered as Zach's hand rested on the small of my back, I could feel the warmth of his hand through the thin silk robe.

"Cammie." Zach said quieter, he looked at Andrew, "is there anyway we could talk just us?"

"Not until that corset comes off, that's mine to hang back up in the costume department." Andrew piped in.

Zach smirked, "I can take it off her."

Andrew scowled a little, "I'm sure you would, no I need it off without any broken clips so you can wait outside the dressing room while I take it off her."

Andrew let me into this dressing room at the end of a pretty empty hall.

"Is this really a dressing room? You guys had a real one this whole time?" I asked as Andrew pushed the button on the handle in to lock the door.

He shrugged and said "we've had it always but it's so far from set and most don't care too much about changing in front of others or in the flimsy portable ones. Now step closer, there's so many clips on this."

I obeyed and waited for him to unclip the corset. It also occurred to me I had no real clothes with me. Just the cheap lacy lingerie panties, white socks and the silk robe that came mid thigh.

"There! Last clip! Raise your arms and let me take it off you!" Andrew said.

"Sooo..." I started as I quickly scrambled for the robe and tied it around my waist, "Where are my clothes? Like my real clothes?"

"They should be folded in a linen bag at the front desk if the building."

"What? I'm not going to walk around the whole studio like this!"

Andrew shrugged, started to open the dressing room door to leave, "I'm sure you could always ask him." And nodded towards Zach.

I let out a frustrated sigh and sat on the bench in the dressing room. Zach came in and shut the door behind him.

He locked the door and turned to me, his facial expression got soft, "Cam, Gallagher Girl." His eyes were slowly looking me up and down. "You look so beautiful right now."

"What?"

"I mean it, you're not in some over done over priced dress, your hair is down but slightly wavy, whatever make up the put on you makes your eyes stand out. You took my breath away when you were shooting with me, but you look even better now."

I blushed, "Thanks...you were uh quite the actor I guess like everyone says right?"

"Gallagher Girl, that's what I wanted to say," he got close and pulled my hands so I would stand up facing him, "I wasn't acting when I was close to you, taking off your clothes and kissing you and touching you. That wasn't acting."

I don't know if I can believe it or not. If course I want to, I want to hear that he genuinely wanted me, especially sexually but that was the point of the scene, to want someone kinda sexually. I guess it was written all over my face that I wasn't convinced because Zach pulled me into his chest and quietly said "you think I get hard over anyone? You felt me, I know you did. I pushed myself against you and you reacted like you liked it. Cammie..." Zach looked me in the eyes. "I promise I'm being serious."

What do I say? Did he like me? Like, like me like me or just want to sleep with me?

"Cam, I want you to be comfortable with me, please."

"I am, I guess I'm a little confused."

"Confused about what?" He said as he rested his chin on the top of me head and kissed my head.

"What's acting and what's not...I guess?"

"Gallagher Girl." He pulled back and was grinning at me, "Anything with you isn't acting. But damn I'd never thought I'd hear you say I was a good actor!" He was cheesing pretty hard. God does he have a cocky streak sometimes. I couldn't help but laugh, "Oh noo I fed to your ego!" I laughed and leaned into his chest.

"Hey! I don't have an ego!" He laughed.

"Oooo I'm Mr. Perfect!" I mocked in a fake deep voice as I laughed. "I'm sooo cocky!" I said in the fake deep voice between laughs.

"Okay Gallagher Girl! Now give done it!" He laughed then picked me up over his shoulder. I squealed laughing as I went into the air and landed on him. He spanked my bare but ass my thin robe had hiked up, "You deserved that!" He laughed. "Now come on, let's get you come real clothes."

Zach ended up having one is his security people meet us up the hall as we left the dressing room and bright me a really big fluffy towel to cover up and Zach brought me to his trailer. This time he did lock the door and he handed me a bag and told me to change. It definitely wasn't my clothes but he insisted I wear what he got me, and told me he already picked my clothes up that I had on earlier. I will say it was a cute outfit he had picked for me, I guess he talked to Macey about my sizing and all because the jeans fit, the cute top fit and so did the luxury brand white sneakers.

"Zach! I really appreciate the clothes it's so sweet of you but these sneakers alone are $600 dollars! I just want my white Keds back!"

"Gallagher Girl, it's okay you went to a fancy boarding school, on one will think other wise." Zach winked at me as he said that. The cover for my spy school was a rich girl school but that doesn't mean I go out and buy Gucci sneakers just because. I've always been a bargain shopper.

"Plussss," Zach said, then walked into the bed room in this trailer, where I had changed, "We can match!" He had the same white sneakers on with the red and green stripe on the side.

I blushed, "Wouldn't people on set think something was going on between us?"

"So?" Zach sat on the bed and pulled the backs of my knees towards him. I kinda fell into him but I ended up straddling him, he kissed my neck lightly, "Cam," he traces his tongue along my neck, "How about," he made his way up and started to lightly bite my ear, "We just..." he started kissing down my jaw, "Let then think that?" He said then his lips landed on mine. Holy shit. He's kissing me, and I'm kissing back. And this isn't for some "practice" or on camera.

The next day on set, the character I played yesterday, the one who married Zach, died.

Who knows where Emily is, because here I am again, wearing the character's sundress and I had dirty blonde extensions in. I had to walk over to a car, wave at Zach with a smile, then reach for the door handle, after that, the director would add in the green screen stunt with the character flying backwards to her demise. They scheduled the explosion scene first because they needed the daylight to shoot it. Emily is supposed to arrive this afternoon to record wedding vows, the honeymoon scene, and the wave. The actor's day would be tremendously long, but they weren't relenting. Keeping on schedule meant everything on a film's budget. The studio had decided not to replace Emily after a pleading call from her agent and because her scenes were really short. But y'all is they might fire her still...

"Cammie," the director called. I turned, honest I'm still kinda startled at not being called PA. "We had some hiccups in the scene where you take Zach his coffee. Do you mind taking this cup over to Zach?" The director handed her a cup of what smelled like black coffee and nodded toward the stage.

I shrugged and said "Sure, but you know he doesn't drink pain coffee, it's usually some coffee flavored drink, and actually he prefers iced."

"It's for the character."

So I walked into set and joined Zach. "Here." I set the cup down on the prop desk. Zach wore the uniform of a young police sergeant, he sniffed at the cup, smelling the bitter coffee. "That's not what I drink." He looked confused.

I rolled my eyes. "I know, the director said to give it to you."

"You know I drink coffee drinks, not plain coffee."

"I know. And you prefer them iced, but if you say that one more time, I'm not going to be happy."

"I know." Zach grinned at me and pulled me onto his lap, I instinctively threw my arms around his shoulders to steady myself, half-laughing.

Zach said, "Will you share yours with me later?" Zach looked slightly past me to my caramel coffee sitting on the table. "Maybe." I playfully stuck my tongue out at him and laughed.

"Zach!" the director said. "Lift her onto the desk and give her a kiss. Have Garrett walk in and make a remark." I kind of blinked in surprise, but Zach moved before I could question the plan. He lifted me onto the desk and stepped between my new jean-clad legs. "Want to go house hunting with me later?" He smiled and whispered to me.

"Hm...Don't you have a Realtor? Approved by your dad?

"Diane. I've been with her. She's getting impatient with me."

"Do I get a vote on which you pick?" "Maybe." Zach grinned and kissed me. His lips felt firm and warm. I let my hand tangle into his hair and straightened my back to get closer to him. My other arm slid to his waist and rested on top of his belt by his right hip. Garrett's character said, "On your own time." Zach pulled back and helped me off the desk.

And we walked off set, "Sooo? Gallagher Girl...house hunting? Obviously I'm going to add some things to make it protective of our uh secret life but come looking with me?"

"I'm honestly a little surprised you're going to buy a house."

"It builds equity. It will be a nice retreat when acting gets crazy, just near Gallagher, its where your parents are, where my dad is going to live, why not?"

"Because college?" I raised an eye brow at him.

"Eh you know our dorms aren't real dorms since they're for us spy's. So I'm sure they're plain and sterile. Why not make a house a home?"

"What do you think about this one?" Diane, the Realtor, waved a hand toward the view below. The house was a sleek, modern, glass-style home clinging to the side of a hill. The structure reminded her of Diane, with her slim-fit modern suit, clinging to her cell phone, yet no clue about our spy life. I wasn't a fan of heights like this so I stayed away from the open glass.

"Can paparazzi shoot through the glass? Or is his privacy protected in some way?" I questioned. Is it bullet proof? Can it turn from regular glass to frosted class at the flip of a switch? I did see that frosted glass switch was a popular thing in non spy houses.

"I'm sure it's fine," Diane said. "If privacy's one of Mr. Goode's concerns he can get curtains." Zach looked uncomfortable and didn't seem to like this house at all. Nor had he liked the last house. That one had been rustic in style and had also clung to the side of a hill. "Why don't we look at some places in the city, near the studio?" Diane said. "We can save the beach properties for last."

Zach just nodded and shrugged his shockers and I followed them back out to Diane's silver Lexus sedan. Diane kept up a monologue the whole way out to the car, not giving Zach or myself time to answer. "Though the Hollywood Hills is really where it's at. You can't get anything like this view. And the resell. Well, I assume you'll be going to LA after visiting Virginia? So resale's certainly an important factor. Or perhaps this is a get away house?" The expression in Zach's eyes was wild with a touch of annoyed. Diane was asking him his life plan. He was an actor, he was a spy. She doesn't know his life. I would bet he couldn't say what he wanted for dinner, much less where he'd want to retire from acting. The first loft they looked at reminded her of Tina's place but smaller. The loft had been convenient to the studio, but modern and soul-less. "Now, if you're planning to start a family soon," Diane said, "this won't work at all, though people do raise families in this modern style. It's not unheard of." Oh my god, he was only a year older than me; how old did Diane think they were? She bit her lip and pulled out her digital camera as Zach's wild-eyed look got wilder. "Point out any small thing you like or dislike so I can get a shot of it." Zach thrummed a hand on the granite kitchen counter, but didn't offer an opinion. She sighed. He would have to be led gently. Turning to Diane, I said, "May we wander around for a bit?"

"Of course," Diane said, and hovered in the background. I wondered how Zach had gotten stuck with such an annoying Realtor, I know she cleared the dumb list of not knowing about our spy life but she's honestly annoying. Diane pointed at the skylights. "Note the natural light. This is a very green choice for you." Zach looked up dutifully, looked like an easy way for them to get broken into.

"Zach, do you like this color?" I asked at the kitchen counter, and with one hand, i patted the top. "Yes."

"The counter color isn't the worst reason to buy a property," Diane said. "Love is love. You should take pictures of this place."

"I read that you should mainly look at the structure," I said. "The things you can't change."

I went back into the master bedroom and through to the master bath. The rooms in this loft smelled stale. The space must've been vacant for a while. "Do you like the separate his and her sinks or do you want totally separate bathrooms from your woman?" Zach shrugged.

"Well, separate, of course, is the new trend," Diane said. "But this is an older property, so you have some location advantages and give up some of the modern trends. You can always renovate." Zach said, "It rather depends on the girl, right?"

"Powder would probably turn one of the guest bedrooms into a dressing area."

"Is Powder your partner?" Diane said. "Your daughter? Should we book when she can be here? How many kids are you planning on? Just a ballpark number will help." I let out a long sigh as Diane pushed on trying to dig details of Zach's life. It was like she was doing her best to blow the sale. Was this her first time out with a single guy? Diane asked, "How about a place with separate quarters? You know, in case you have a buddy/entourage who want to live close?"

I had to shut her down or Zach will blow up.

"I work for the studio, so I am sure you respect that we need to control the flow of information. There are some things he can't answer right now. I'm sure you understand, having worked with famous people before." I piped in.

"I'm really only at the gathering information stage." Zach said.

"Of course, but we all need a little push now and again or we wouldn't get anywhere now, would we?" Diane gave a big wink.

"You know what? How about we look at the other houses you suggested?" I said.