While ruminating in the very cold shower I need after a few more minutes of reminiscing, I play out the two possible scenarios for today. One, yesterday’s idiotic, libido-based decision totally ruins everything and the entire movie falls to shambles. Two, banging Grayson West has the desired effect and we both get over our bullshit and turn out some good work.
Scenario two also means you could screw him again, an impish little devil says from her perch on my shoulder.
An involuntary moan escapes me at the mere thought.
But no. That is absolutely not an option. Even if weboth turn in the performances of our lives today, yesterday was a one-time-only affair. Grayson and I will not be sleeping together again. Ever.
Mind resolved, I step out of the shower and throw on some lounge clothes before I head downstairs for coffee and hair and makeup.
Sam and Amanda exchange a look when I enter the hair and makeup room, sipping at my coffee as I hop into the chair. I wonder how much the rest of the cast and crew know about our meeting with Liz yesterday. Hopefully about as much as they know about what happened after: nothing.
Sam studies me while Amanda starts to blow out my hair, but I don’t pay attention to his unwavering gaze, instead focusing my attention on the much-needed caffeine in front of me.
He’s harder to ignore, however, when he’s smack-dab in front of my face, smoothing creams and lotions and paint over my skin. His brow furrows. “Did you do something new yesterday?”
Had I still been drinking coffee, I would’ve choked on it. “Something new? Nope. Not a thing. Yesterday was like all other days. Nothing out of the ordinary.”
His perfectly sculpted eyebrows rise up, practically to his hairline. “All right then. Nothing new. It’s just your skin is glowing. And your eyes are brighter.”
I purse my lips together tightly. “Oh. Um. Well, I might have tried a new moisturizer?”
He doesn’t even try to hide his disbelief as he sneaks a look at Amanda. “Sure. That was probably it. New moisturizers can do wonders for the skin.”
“I always love when I try out a new moisturizer,” Amanda adds as she wraps a long strand of hair around a curling wand. “It just brightens up the whole day.”
“When I try a new moisturizer, I always feel so invigorated afterward.” Sam can barely contain his giggles.
I glare at both of them. “Why do I get the feeling we’re not actually talking about moisturizers?”
Which is, of course, exactly when the door to the room opens. I know it’s him before I see him, like I’ve developed some kind of special Graydar. Also, Sam’s lips purse so tightly I don’t know that he’ll ever be able to pry them apart. I very purposefully avoid any and all eye contact with Grayson, even when he plops down in the chair next to mine.
“Good morning, Emmy.”
It’s by far the nicest, friendliest thing he’s said to me on set that wasn’t scripted. Both Amanda and Sam pause in their ministrations, eyes going wide.
Shit.
The only thing worse than the fact that I had mind-blowing sex with Grayson fucking West would be everyone finding out I had mind-blowing sex with Grayson fucking West.
“Ready to not totally suck at acting today?” I throw the barb his way, but I know it lacks its usual venom.
Sam and Amanda exchange another knowing glance.
“Hmm. I’m not sure I’ve done enough sucking yet. I’ve got a quota to meet.” His eyes meet mine in the mirror in front of us, and he licks his lips slowly and purposefully.
My mouth drops open, and I swear a little drool escapes.
He quirks up one eyebrow.
Oh. Fuck.
Sam swipes a gloss over my lips and flashes me a quick wink. “And... that’s that for today! All set, Em.”
God bless Sam. Forgiveness for ruining the wordmoisturizeris granted.
I bolt from the room before my blood has a chance to boil over and burst into flames. I head to wardrobe next, where the sheer act of removing my clothing and stepping into my costume only further stokes the fire one freaking sentence and a little lip licking from Grayson West ignited.
Liz catches me on my walk from wardrobe to the kitchen set, where we’ll be filming today. “Everything go okay yesterday?”
