to him； to get to know him as a person； not a costar。 She？d heard a rumor that he was going to be
leaving town after the wrap party； which was tomorrow； so that didn？t leave them with much time
together？and she hoped that something might finally happen between them； off…camera。
Apparently that was theonly rumor she？d heard about him。
？What are you drinking？？ Thaddeus shouted when their waitress approached to take their order。
They were seated in what was supposedly the VIP section； but there was nothing to distinguish it
from the rest of the narrow terrace； except for the fact that they had the best； most unobstructed
view of the Hudson。 At least they？d chosen the right night to drink by the river。 Fireworks were
going off all over； in celebration of something or other。 Gay Pride； maybe？ Or maybe there was a
marathon today。 Serena could never keep things like that straight。
？Caipirinha；？ she practically shouted into his ear。
Thaddeus repeated this to the starstruck waitress； who hurried off to fetch the drinks that would
probably be on the house。 Thaddeus never had to pay for anything； but then again； Serena had
never really had to pay for anything either： The notorious fashion designer Les Best had given her
a ton of clothes when she modeled for his perfume ad； and guys were always buying her drinks or
picking up dinner no matter where she went。
Guess stardom was in her stars。
Thaddeus idly drummed on the surface of the table in time with the Scissor Sisters tune that was
blaring out of the cleverly hidden speakers。 He stared out over the Hudson and smiled。
？It？s a great night；？ he observed。
？It is；？ Serena agreed。 She was sque