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Brandon looked at Mabel and smiled. “I believe we have a new staff member who’s got that all under control. After this weekend, I trust that you’ll all be ready.”
“I really don’t think we can do it in a week—” protested Gloria.
“It’s our only option,” hissed Brandon. “The other movie, back in LA… they need me back there in a week. That one is providing half the funding for this movie, so if that one falls flat, this one is… well, nothing but a vacation in Central Texas for us all.”
Everyone gasped.
“I’m sorry,” said Brandon. “I didn’t want to put any extra pressure on you guys. This is the first time the movie industry has attempted to make a movie exclusively starring Bigs and Littles. There are a ton of people I need to convince in order to make it happen.”
“But our leading actors haven’t even arrived yet!” called out one of the Littles.
“They’ll come out later in the week,” said Brandon. “We don’t need them yet anyway. Most of their scenes take place alone.”
The crowd looked unconvinced. Brandon Marshall was asking the impossible. The idea of shooting an entire movie in a week was just... laughable. And he was talking about not even working for the first day? It was nuts.
When Rip had a job to do, he liked to get down to it with a hundred-percent focus. Days off were a distraction. He had visions of this movie going on and on forever and ever, while he was stuck here, a prisoner in a town full of Littles.
“Right,” Brandon said as he clapped his hands together. “Get your bags packed. We’re all about to get to know each other very well.”
Why did those words sound so ominous to Rip? And why did Mabel look like she hated the idea of this even more than he did?
*
A group hike. Mabel was livid.
It’s not that Mabel never wanted to go hiking again. She just wanted to do it on her terms. Some of the Littles here were bringing along toy cars, stuffies, onesies, lollipops, and one of them even had a foot warmer. This was all too easy. Too cozy.
Plus, she’d come to work on this movie set because she’d grown weary of the wilderness lifestyle. She’d been drawn back to the town she loved, and within two days, she was leaving it again, this time with a whole bunch of people and noise and chaos following her out there.
Well, it wasn’teveryonewho was the problem. It washim. Rip Steele. The man who’d spanked her ass and ripped her into a million little pieces yesterday.
Yes, she’d started the whole thing by making it into a dare. But he hadn’t just played along. He’d taken it seriously. He’d tried to make it real.
Last night, back in her shack, she’d trembled in the cold November air and tried to shut out the memory of his hand coming down hard on her skin. But shutting it out had been impossible. It still was. Her ass burned where he’d touched it.
Yes, sir.
Those were the words he’d wanted her to say. She’d never say them. She’d never surrender. If she did, then… then who knows what would happen? Mabel just wouldn’t be Mabel anymore.
“Mabel?” said a deep voice beside her.
Oh, great. Here he was now. Mr. “Respect Me”. Mr. “You belong to me.”
“What is it?” she asked, keeping her eyes on her boots.
“We should talk about what’s going on.”
“There’s nothing going on.”
“Mabel,” he said softly, so none of the others could hear, “I think you know that’s a lie. Something happened between us yesterday. I’m not saying it needs to happen again, but—”
“Hey, I know!” Mabel cried out so loudly that everybody stopped and looked at her. “How about we make this interesting?”
Everybody looked at her.
“I say we have a competition,” said Mabel.
“A competition?” asked one of the Littles excitedly. “Like, a coloring-in competition?”
