Beyond Seduction
"Okay, Sam, that's a wrap."
The hot television lights were powered off, and Sam Porter pulled back from the small desk on the sound stage. He took a last drink of his water, and wanted nothing more than to be home in bed, preferably alone, nursing a cold beer, and watching the tape of today's show.
Four a.m. was too early for any human being of sound mind to be up, but he'd sacrificed in order to prep for this interview, which had been a slam-dunk. The Connecticut Senator was political roadkill, although now Sam felt like death warmed over and the night was still young.
The crew began arranging the studio for the next broadcast, cameras being rolled away to the side of the set as the mechanized take-down duties were performed.
He nodded in the general direction of his floor director. "Thanks, Kristin. See you tomorrow."
Kristin winked at him, putting aside her clipboard and headset. "Maybe you'll see me. I've got a hot date— think I'm going to elope."
He rubbed at his face with his palms. "Just as long as you're back in the morning. Don't make me break in another one of you."
"Sure, boss," she answered.
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