Zane Thorne kept a scowl on his face all throughout Natalie Vaughn's shoot, and the moment she was done, he still silently carried her back to the hotel.
There were five hours left until Zane's flight, and Natalie, after changing clothes, decided she wanted to take Zane for a stroll around the area.
But he simply pushed her down onto the bed.
"Why are you wandering around looking like this?"
Natalie knew Zane was upset again because of the condition of her waist.
"I'll just wear something loose, it's fine."
Not knowing when they would meet again, she wanted to spend these five hours doing things any normal couple would.
Zane's expression softened a bit upon hearing Natalie's explanation, and he sighed.
"We have plenty of time later, just rest today, don't make me worry."
He had seen her script, mostly involving wire work; if today's shoot bruised her waist, what about tomorrow? The day after that? This stubborn girl wouldn't take a break; the thought alone made him hurt.
