Read It and Weep (A Library Lover's Mystery) Read Free Page B

Robbie chuckle in response but she didn’t look at him to see if he was laughing at her or not.
    Beth and Robbie read their scene; this time Beth reined in her overacting and nailed the part. Lindsey clapped when they were finished, and Beth flushed with pleasure.
    As Lindsey walked up the aisle to return to the back of the theater, where the different crews were meeting, she was stopped by a diminutive woman with a curvy figure, which was accentuated by tight, low-cut clothes. She had a head of fiery red hair, a heavy hand with the eyeliner, and a very mean look on her face.
    “Excuse me,” Lindsey said as she turned sideways to navigate her way around the bombshell.
    “Sure,” the woman said. Instead, she moved in front of Lindsey, blocking her. “But here’s a word to the wise: stay away from Robbie Vine.”
    Lindsey frowned. She was quite certain she didn’t like the woman’s tone. It had an underlying threat in it, which she found more than a little off-putting.
    “I’m sorry?” she asked, thinking she must have misheard.
    “He collects women like other boys collect trading cards,” the woman said. “You may have caught his eye for the moment, but that’s all it will be, a moment.”
    Lindsey opened her mouth to respond, but a voice from behind her spoke first. “Your claws are out again, Kitty.”
    Lindsey whipped around to find Robbie standing behind her. She felt her cheeks heat at the thought that he might have heard this woman speaking and think that she had any interest in him, which she didn’t. She’d had her fill of difficult men for the time being and certainly had no intention of adding an actor to the short list of men who’d left her boggled and bewildered. No, she would much rather be single than be stepped on again, thank you very much.
    “I’m just protecting what is mine,” the woman said. She tossed her long, red hair over her shoulder and looked at him from beneath long, dark lashes.
    “I haven’t been yours for a very long time,” Robbie said. “Our marriage has been over longer than it lasted.”
    His voice sounded weary, and Lindsey felt trapped in the middle of their uncomfortable conversation.
    “And yet we’re still not divorced,” Kitty said.
    Okay, now they were getting awkwardly personal. Lindsey started looking for an escape hatch or an ejector seat.
    “Lindsey! There you are.”
    She glanced over Kitty’s head to see Sully walking down the aisle toward her. Her heart gave a lurch at the sight of him. With his brawny sailor’s build and thick head of mahogany curls, he was just as handsome as Lindsey remembered.
    He stopped a few feet from their group and held out his hand to her. “Come on, Nancy is looking for you.”
    Lindsey didn’t take his hand but she did latch onto the excuse to leave the awkward conversation.
    “Excuse me,” she said and stepped forward, forcing the woman to move aside. Lindsey moved around Sully as well, ignoring the way her arm tingled as she brushed past him.
    “Until later, my dear,” Robbie called after her.
    Lindsey felt Sully’s scrutiny as he fell into step beside her. She didn’t turn to look at him; in fact, she studiously ignored him. What she did was none of his business, a fact that he’d made perfectly clear when he dumped her a few months earlier.
    “So,” he said. He was fishing, but Lindsey was not falling for it.
    “What are you doing here?” she asked. She knew she sounded rude, but she could live with that.
    “Oh, Nancy didn’t tell you?” he asked. He looked amused. Lindsey was not.
    “Tell me what?”
    “I’m working on the set design crew,” he said.
    Lindsey stopped walking and turned to face him. “You’re joking.”
    “Nope,” he said. “Nancy said they had plenty of artsy types but that they were lacking muscle, so Ian and I agreed to help.”
    “You’ve never worked on the plays before, have you?”
    “Nope, I’m a newbie,” he said. His blue eyes studied her as if trying to