You'll Never Stand Alone

Chapter 10

About a week later, it was back to business. Whitney had made a full recovery, and with the strength of God, her mother's tough love, Kevin's well wishes and Bobby's urging, she went back into the swing of things on set. The rest of the scenes were coming together nicely and they were approaching over halfway of the film production. Plus Whitney was also getting used to the work schedule and setting up scenes.

Whitney had a new level of appreciation for what Kevin had done for her. She could easily tell that he was a man of integrity and tended to keep his word. To her, it was quite rare to find any of those features in individuals, especially in the industry. Plus, he was a fun-loving, light hearted kind a guy, which bade well for her sense of humor. She was easily entertained and was easy to laugh and Kevin had no problems in providing that for her. There was no doubt, an underlying attraction from the each of them. The kissing and love scenes were a bit awkward at first; however, they secretly were glad that it was done with one another because it made it much easier to get into. But they both knew that the harmless flirting and conversation could not go much more than that. They had their own lives, own families....but it was fun while it was going on.

"Hey Whitney, I know we gotta go over finding you a song for the movie tonight, but you wanna eat dinner and unwind first?" Kevin asked her after a light day of filming. Whiney looked thoughtful for moment before shrugging. "Sure, I don't see why not." She answered. "My parents are gone for the weekend and Bobby is doing a show tonight, so you will do for good company I suppose." She winked. "I see that I am only a last rate choice, so when we order dinner, I'll be sure to order something extra nice for ya." Kevin sarcastically retorted. Whitney smirked. "Ha, ha. You wouldn't dare do that. I'll be at your camp by 8!"

Whitney got comfy into a pair of curve fitting jeans, a plain shirt, and some sneakers and met Kevin over at his trailer. Kevin himself had dressed down into a pair of jeans and form fitting shirt, that displayed just enough of his biceps. "Make yourself comfortable." he told her trying to will away the thoughts that were creeping in his mind about how those jeans highlighted her backside and long legs very well. Whitney plopped down on the small but comfortable couch in the makeshift living room. "So what are we eating? I'm starved!" I shouldn't be looking at how broad his chest and shoulders look in that shirt. She looked down at a few menus he had on the coffee table. "I'm pretty much game for anything. " Kevin went on to say. "Maybe we should get something with fries, since you seemed to enjoy the ones we had on set during our scene the other day." "Hey!" Whitney protested. "Those fries were really good, I couldn't help but to eat those up. They would've went to waste otherwise." Kevin smirked. "Well, I'm glad that you like to eat, like I do. I couldn't hang with you if that were the case." "I swear. Sometimes the way that I eat can compare to a 400 pound woman. There is no shame in my eating game!" Whitney proclaimed. After sharing a laugh, they decided on a Chinese sample platter and went into some good conversation. The more time they spent together, the more that they found out they had in common. They agreed on how much they loved their quiet, individual time to themselves, away from any and everything. They both went on how much they enjoyed swimming and shopping on their free time and spending time with their families. They both were glad that they could talk openly about their Christianity and shared funny stories of growing up in the Baptist church. Whitney promised Kevin that he would have to come visit her home and meet her cat Marilyn and two dogs Lucy and Ethel. Kevin insisted that he would have to return the favor and give her a ride on his horses Tommy and Starlight.

The conversation lasted pass dinner and before they knew it, a couple of hours had passed. "Listen, I have some Chardonnay that a PA gave me. Want some?" Kevin asked. Whitney shrugged. "Why not? It's Friday and we should toast to being halfway through with the movie." After Kevin brought over a couple of flutes and filled the glasses, he proposed the toast. "To us. May the rest of the production go smoothly. We make a helluva team." "Cheers!" Whitney smiled as she took a swig of her drink. Why do I feel so comfortable around him? She wondered.