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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
EMMA’S VISIT STAYEDin the forefront of Zach’s mind for the rest of the day. He was confident she’d get in touch with her address, but if she didn’t he wouldn’t chase her. The ball was in her court and she knew where he stood. He had just finished a conference call when Martha poked her head in.
“I’m off, and you’re late for dailies.”
“I am?” he said, checking his watch. “Dammit, you’re right.”
The small theatre was on the ground floor, and quickly leaving his office, he trotted down the stairs. As he entered he noticed there were far more people than usual, including Jerry Goldman.
“Hi,” a soft voice said behind him. “Will you please sit with me?”
It was Anna Lee.
“You bet,” he replied, turning to face her. “Interesting there are so many people here.”
“Should I be worried?” she asked nervously.
“Not even for a second. I like sitting in the back. Do you mind?”
“No, I do too,” she said, clutching his arm as they moved to the last row and sat down. “When we were filming I thought the scenes were really good, but now I’m not sure.”
“Doubt in retrospect is common, and I suspect it’s crowded because there’s something worthwhile to see. James must have put the word out.”
The room suddenly fell dark, and a close up of Anna Lee’s beautiful face filled the screen. Her eyes half-lidded, she slowly parted her mouth, and sensuously ran the tip of her tongue across her top lip.
“You came,” she murmured in a breathy, husky voice.
Though just two words, they carried a quiver, and as Jackson’s hand moved into the frame and touched her hair, she let out a soft sigh and closed her eyes. The screen fell dark momentarily, and the next scene showed Jackson standing in front of her, his fingers holding her tank top’s shoulder strap and slowly sliding it down her arm. Her eyelids fluttered, and she tilted her head to the side as if inviting his lips to her neck. Lowering his head, he touched his mouth to the top of her shoulder. Softly moaning, her eyes slowly closed.
Scene after alluring scene showed Anna’s soft, subtle, but passionate response to Jackson’s tender, sensual seduction. When he finally kissed her with his hands lost in her hair, Zach was sure every man in the room had an erection, just like he did. As the lights abruptly came back on, and complete silence filled the room, Zach could feel Anna trembling next to him.
“That has Oscar written all over it,” he breathed, his voice in her ear, “and I’m not kidding. That was mind blowingly good. You were fantastic.”
A hushed murmur rippled through the room, then fell away as Jerry Goldman stood up and faced the audience.
“Anna Lee? Jackson? Are you here?”
Seated nearby, Jackson stood up wearing a broad smile.
“Sure am, Jerry, my man!”
