EthanA sigh of relief left me when Liam packed up and left later that afternoon. My brother was usually a source of comfort to me, but lately I'd been moving in a much different direction than he was. It wasn’t good or bad. It just was.My phone rang from the living room as I leaned against the kitchen counter, thinking about what to do about Riley.I walked into the living room, hoping that it was her, looking for an excuse to come over and spend some time with me. Unknown number. Where I didn't usually answer numbers I didn't know, I wanted to make sure it wasn't my girl."What?" I barked into the phone and sat down."Is this Ethan?" I didn't know the voice on the other end of the line."Yeah. How did you get this number? It's unlisted.""You gave it to me about three months ago at a club.""Highly unlikely. I'm hanging up now. Have a great day.""Wait. It's Amber. I'm... I'm the one-""That says she has my baby inside of her and yet you haven't come over here to talk to me or anyt
RileySunday was nothing more than a waste. Charlotte and I swapped sex stories and made brownies. I'd considered calling Ethan a hundred times, but I figured he would call me if he wanted to see me. He seemed to be old-fashion like that. Sadly enough, he never called.Monday morning came too early, and I realized I had no clue what the schedule for the week looked like. I grabbed my debit card and left the apartment to grab a gallon of milk from the corner store as Charlotte ran around, trying to get ready for her corporate job. If I was grateful for anything, it was that I didn't have to dress in a suit and sit in a cubical all day. We might have been slightly unorganized and completely dramatic, but we were free. At least most of us at Eon were.I walked to the corner store, enjoying the early summer weather, and pushed the door open. The bell jingled above my head, and I made a beeline for the cold containers."Hi, pretty girl." A scruffy looking guy moved up beside me. "What's yo
RileyI drove to the studio with the window's down and my hair flying around like crazy. It felt good. Freeing.After parking near the front lot, I got out and tugged my bag over my shoulder. Most of the actors took three-day weekends, so there wasn't too much going on for anyone on Mondays. It was a nice change from the busyness that usually left me insecure. Maybe after years of being on set, I would feel like I belonged there.Maybe.I made my way through the main studio and down the hall to the conference room Clayton and I usually met in. We'd shifted our sessions to Mondays until the traveling back and forth to San Diego was over."Hey." I pushed the door open as he glanced up from his clipboard."My favorite pupil." He winked at me. "How are you, Riley?""I'm good." I let my bag drop to the floor and tried to still my racing heart. He was gorgeous and a master of the art. I'd studied him as much as I'd geeked out over Ethan on TV. I wanted to be a combination of both of them. E
EthanEvery emotion possible raged through me on the way to the studio on Tuesday morning. Two days and nothing from her. Were we back to playing hide-and-go-seek with each other? It sure as fuck felt like it.I parked my Mercedes in my spot at the studio and got out. Anticipation swelled in my chest. Maybe she was there and just had a lot of shit going on. There was an explanation. There always was.Trish stood beside the stage, facing me when I walked in. She gave me a weak wave and went back to talking to the girl next to her.I glanced around to see if Riley was anywhere that I could get to her fast. Of course not. I walked toward Trish, knowing she would take it the wrong way if I didn't stop by and give my condolences on her divorce."Hey." I stopped beside her and a girl I'd never met before."Hey, Ethan. This is Patty."The girl gave me a quirky smile and stuck out her hand. "I am by far your biggest fan. I've seen all your movies at least two million times.""Two million? Rea
Ethan"Why didn't someone tell me about the video? That's why I'm pissed. And why the fuck isn't Deza answering her phone?" I yelled at Frank as we drove toward the medical center."I figured you knew about the video, Ethan, and stop yelling. I have a headache from listening to someone working construction next to our condo all damn night. The video with Deza is not that big of a deal.""Not that big of a deal? Are you fucking kidding me right now?""You know I hate the F word.""So the fuck what!" I screamed and pulled at my seatbelt. "That video makes it look like I'm the whore everyone thinks I am. The timing is horrible.""All right." Frank pulled the car to a stop at a red light and turned to face me. "Stop being a brat and tell me what the hell you're really upset about.""The video." I gave him an incredulous look. Was the fat bastard blind? "I've said that about ten times.""Yeah, but I've known you all your life. You're upset about something else and deflecting.""Seriously?"
Riley"Okay, people! Let's run it one more time and then we're going to head back to the studio to meet up with Frank and Ethan." Daniel Barnes clapped his hands together and nodded toward the make-shift stage. "Marco and Vanessa. You're up first. Riley, be ready to enter into the scene at the right time, kiddo.""Yes, Sir." I nodded at the extra director for Eon. He and Frank rarely helped on the same movie, but we were a little behind schedule and Daniel owed Frank a favor or two.Deza stood off to my right, her arms wrapped around her tightly. I couldn't talk to her. She'd lied to me. Made me believe that there was nothing between her and Ethan, but now their secret was out.She gave me a weak smile, but I turned and walked toward the stage instead of acknowledging her at all. She had every chance in the book to explain herself. To tell me that it was a hoax, a mistake, hell... a something. Anything but what it looked like.I watched the scene before me unfold and waited patiently
Riley"Then build your muscle." He released me and took my face into his hands. "Resist him and do what I've taught you to do.""And what about you? Do you want me to resist you too? Were you bullshitting me the other day back at the studio?" The path my questioning was leading us down was dangerous. I respected Clay. I was in awe of him. I was in love with Ethan. In complete lust with him.I hated myself for all of it. It was all a mistake."Yes. Resist me too, Riley. You have to." He leaned down and kissed me as someone cleared their throat in the background.I jerked out of his hold and turned to find Deza standing a few feet from me. "I'm headed back to the studio if you need a ride.""She doesn't," Clayton answered for me. "She's riding with me."Deza nodded once and turned, walking back down the hall. I wasn't sure if I wanted to stop her. With the charade she and Ethan had been playing since day one, nothing really mattered anymore anyways."I love him. Not you." I glanced back
EthanThe question on her face left me sick. If Riley didn't believe in me... who would? I was as good as ruined if the woman I loved was willing to walk away from me."All right guys. Let's get busy. We're going to walk through the rain scene. Everything is set up outside. You two pull this off and we're done for the day." Frank walked up to us and patted both of us on the back. "I know we're all going through a lot of shit. No need to overdo anything up here right now.""Sounds good. Can we have just another minute? I need to-" I started, but Riley cut me off."Great. Let's get to it." She pulled back and walked toward the set, leaving me standing there to look like an idiot in front of Frank. It wasn't the first time and it wouldn't be the last.I walked out toward the trailers, not particularly liking the way Clayton watched my woman. She might be pissed at me over the Deza stuff, but it would get cleared up. There was no room for him to move in. I wanted to make sure he knew that