The Last Take by Tabitha Bree

Landing a production assistant job on a film set is a dream come true for me. But this isn’t just any film—this is Adam Thorne’s film—grumpy director, king of sarcasm, thinks I’m an idiot extraordinaire.
My sunny demeanour clashes wildly with his perpetual resting bitch face, especially when I make dumb mistakes. We’re polar opposites but that’s fine; I’m here for one reason only—to see my name in the credits and prove to my parent dropping out of medicine wasn’t a colossal mistake.
But the more time I spend with him… the more I can’t stop looking at his stubble and those deep brown eyes… and if I’m being honest, I think my Gandalf impression got under his skin. Was that a smile I cracked?
Then we get sent on a location scout together and I see a different side to Adam, especially when the tropical cocktails start flowing. Maybe this guy isn’t as bad as they made him out to be?
Or maybe I’m about to mess up my big break in more ways than one.