Tiffany POVStanding almost frozen in the middle of the waiting room at Dr. Heartland’s office, I slide my trembling hand into my pocket, but I don’t want to pull my phone out. What am I going to do if I don’t want this phone call? Can I unsee who it is once I look? A sense of dread washes over me.My heart hammers against my chest as my phone stops ringing for only a few seconds before it resumes. “Tiffany? Is something wrong? You look pale.”I look towards the door, which leads back to the session rooms. Trevor is standing there with a concerned look, but if I look closely, I can still spot a trace of his scared expression from earlier. I open my mouth and go to say something, but nothing comes out. Ring…ring…ring…I flinch a little and rub my finger along the side of my phone, still in my pocket.Trevor catapults forward and engulfs me in his arms. “What happened? You were just going to the agency to get our car and then come here. Did something happen along the way to
Trevor POVRing…ring…ring…Ugh. I should have turned my phone off, too. I glance over my shoulder at the annoying device on the nightstand, but my annoyance disappears when I spot Black Sheep flashing on the screen and realize I haven’t talked to my cousin or anyone except for Dr. Heartland since the mall event. Jane had sent a message last night saying my cousin had helped with the crazy stalker lady, but she didn’t provide any details. I don’t know if she thought we weren’t in the mood to hear it or we didn’t want to know. I didn’t push it, either. To be honest, I really don’t want to know, but I’m curious. And my curiosity wins.I roll across the bed to the nightstand and snatch my phone off it. “Hey, what’s up?” A hearty chuckle flows from the phone while I wipe the grogginess from my eyes. “You sound much better than I had expected. From what you and Tiffany had told me beforehand, I thought you would have sunken into yourself and wouldn’t have talked to me. Are you ge
TiffanyI stare down at my glass of water as numbers run through my mind. “Tiff, why are you so out of it?” Beth motions her chin towards me. “You have only ordered water, but I know you are hungry. You look like you are going to jump the waiters every time they walk by with food. What gives?”Cassandra nods. “Yeah. You have been out of it. Is something wrong?”I take a deep breath. Should I tell them? Beth whips her long blonde hair over her shoulder and taps the table in between us with her long manicured nail. “Talk. I’m not taking ‘I’m not hungry’, either. Spill it.” She narrows her piercing blue eyes at me, and I instantly know there is no getting out of this. I glance to the other side of the table at Cassandra, but she has the same look. My eyes drift back to the tasty glass of water while numbers run in my head again. I tap both sides of the glass with my fingers and softly mumble, “I don’t have any money.”Beth gasps, “What? I thought you were getting enough
TiffanyI stand outside the tall office building. The production company’s offices are here, and where the cast will have the first meeting to read through the script. My heart pounds against my chest, while my eyes scale the side of the building. Somewhere up there, I will read through the script with Trevor. Heat rushes across my cheeks. This is nothing more than a conversation with him. I’ve done that many times before. This is no different. Gulp. Why didn’t I ask more about the storyline and the script before I auditioned? Then I wouldn’t be so blindsided by this. Jane wouldn’t tell me either. No matter how many times I begged, she wouldn’t give me anything. I nibble on my lower lip and take a deep breath. I can do this. I must do this, or I’ll lose everything. Beth and Cassandra have both offered to let me stay with them, but I don’t want to. I have come to the city wanting to make it as an actor, and I’m not going to stop now. I’m too close to having what the c
Trevor POV My palms glisten as I stare at the script. My eyes slowly scan over each word, not believing what I’m reading. Could this really be happening? I know this is part of the drama. I have known it since we first started talking about it, but is it really happening? It doesn’t seem real. My mind goes back to the first time I met Tiffany at the auditions for our first drama together. Back then, she was so shy and such a prankster. One thing hasn’t changed through all the years. She is still just as beautiful as always. Her pale skin and dark eyes pull me to her while her smile lights up the room. “Trevor! Are you ready? The bed scene is next!” Gulp. The director’s words repeat in my mind and stop on ‘bed scene’. We have never gotten to do our famous sex scene in the first drama. We were replaced with other actors for season 2, and the new actors did it instead. My cock twitches as ‘sex scene’ repeats in my head again. A fire ignites deep inside of me as I
Tiffany POV “And Action!” I slowly lick my lips as I glance across the room at Trevor lying on the bed. His bare chest glows under the spotlights and practically begs to be touched. Can I keep myself under control? What am I thinking? I have to keep myself reined in. I don’t want to ruin anything between us. We are good friends and nothing more, but I can’t confess I’ve had wet dreams of him almost every night. His strong arms wrapping around me while his… No. Not now. I take a deep breath as my heart races. I can do this. I close my eyes and get into character. One who isn’t currently in love with Trevor, but soon will be. I switch over to autopilot, and we work through our lines. The director doesn’t stop us, and we keep rolling along. My breath hitches when Trevor finally calls out to me to sleep with him in the bed. I break character for only a moment as my stomach flutters. This is it. I can do it. Pushing my jitters out of my mind, I shuffle across
Trevor POVI take the extra matching comforter from the crew as they rush onto the set. My heart is still racing while my shaft throbs so hard it aches. Still under the comforter, I wrap the extra matching one around me. I breathe a small sigh of relief when I pop out of the shared comforter. This is it. The scene I’ve been dreading but also yearning to do. Soon, Tiffany’s delicate body will be under me while I hover over the top of her, wanting to rip her flimsy pajamas off and take her right here in front of everyone. But I can’t do that. I need to keep myself under control. Like earlier, I fight to keep myself in check and not cross any boundaries. But deep down I want to throw those stupid boundaries out the door and not care about anything other than how to please Tiffany so we can reach our climax together. My cock twitches in agreement as the staff quickly places pens in the extra comforter to make sure it doesn’t slip and fall off me. I don’t want it to move either
Tiffany POVTrevor clamps onto my mouth and nearly sucks my breath away. Like before, I open my mouth and eagerly welcome his tongue in, hoping he will devour me completely this time. The director’s instructions flicker in my mind. We can’t go full out right now. We will have more takes to do, and he doesn’t want our lips plump before we finish the last few takes. Heat rushes through me as I gather my courage and plunge my tongue into his warm mouth. I frantically try to memorize every little curve of him as he shifts his weight beside me.Shit. This is it.With our mouths still hungry for each other and locked together, Trevor straddles me. In my mind, I picture him naked, with nothing coming in between us. His body glistens with sweat as his rough hands caress my arms and chest. His huge…No. I have to stay in character. The scene needs to be done first, and I need to stay professional. Even though my mind snaps back to the scene and what needs to happen, my body only ha