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But now all those rumors are filtering through my mind. Accusations of sexual misconduct from studio staff and other actresses, but no one ever pressed charges. I’m sure that since he’s a moneymaker for the studios, everything gets swept under the rug. They throw a little money at it to make the problem go away. Their precious star remains blemish-free, and ready to take another victim whenever he chooses.
When we finally break for lunch, I bolt from the conference room, not even bothering to stay and chit-chat with my new co-stars. They probably think I’m just getting into character, but we all know the truth.
The minute I step into the hallway, I run right into a warm body.
“Hey!” a familiar female voice calls out.
I look down and notice Ivy rubbing her nose.
“Well, look who it is.”
She tilts her head back slightly, her mouth dropping open in surprise. “Oh! It’s you.”
“Yeah, it’s me,” I say, wrapping an arm around her shoulder and leading her away from the conference room.
“I was looking for you.”
I stop, turn, and face her. “You were?”
One side of her mouth lifts slightly. “I need to test a few things.”
Time alone with Ivy?
“Lead the way, princess,” I grumble.
She turns, giving me the perfect view of her ass. My teeth sink into my bottom lip. What a perfect ass. Looks like a delicious Georgia peach, ready for me to take a bite out of. Her hips sway as she walks ahead of me, and my cock stirs to life in my jeans.
Down, boy, I remind it. Be professional.
“Mr. Douglas reserved one of the spa rooms today,” she says over her shoulder. “Otherwise, we’ll be in makeup trailers on set.”
“They better be heated,” I complain.
She smiles. “Afraid of the cold, Mr. Harmon?”
“I told you to call me Ford.”
A pink blush blooms on her cheeks. “I can’t.”
“Why?”
“It’s too embarrassing to talk about.”
I manage a half-smile. “I’m sure I can convince you to tell me all of your deepest, darkest secrets by the time filming is over.”
Her blush deepens to a scarlet and travels down her neck. I wonder what other parts of her body are hot and bothered. She picks up her pace, intent on getting to our destination as quickly as possible.
I follow her over to a workstation that’s already been prepped, full of makeup, brushes, and sponges. She skims her hands over each item, wiggling her fingers slightly before she turns back to me.
“Take off your shirt.” Her voice trembles as she speaks.
This will be too easy.
“Excuse me?”
She sighs before looking away. “I need you to take off your shirt, please.”
I step forward so only a few inches separate us. “When you talk to me, look me in the eye. I want to see those pretty blue eyes, princess.”
