Tiffany
I 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 small gigs to cover your bills. Did they stop scheduling you?”
I sigh and shake my head. “They didn’t completely stop, but they have slowed down a little. If I don’t land a good acting role soon, I don’t know how I’m going to be able to cover my rent or any of my bills.” I hesitantly glance between Beth and Cassandra, waiting for their reaction.
I gulp down the lump in my throat. “So, I’m trying to stretch what money I have for as long as I can. No eating out. I didn’t want to miss our time together, though. It has been so long since we have seen each other.”
Silence falls down in between us.
I shift in my chair and keep my gaze on the water glass, while I feel their stares bore into me.
The clatter from the restaurant mixes with the smell of various foods and swirls around us. The delicious smells fill my nose and taunt me like the place knows I’m starving. I haven’t had anything to eat since yesterday. I’ll have a small cheap meal this evening, but not right now. No matter how hard I try, I can’t afford it.
A small pain slices through my stomach, but I ignore it and don’t let my friends know.
Beth taps her fingernail harder against the table before she lifts her hand into the air and snaps her fingers. “Waiter! We need to add something to our order.”
My shoulders droop.
I want to protest, but I can’t. Beth will make a scene if I do.
She pokes her nail into my arm. “Next time, don’t try to fake it. We know you too well. If you can’t afford it, tell us. We will cover the cost of your meal. Don’t worry about it.”
Guilt washes over me. How can I have my friends pay for my meals all the time?
Cassandra pokes my other arm. “She is right. Just tell us, and we will cover your meal. You do so much for us. Think of it as us supporting you and your dream of making it big in acting. If a few meals will help, we will provide them.”
The waiter walks over, and Beth adds a few additional things to our order.
Cassandra pokes my arm again. “Have you done the audition for that one drama? I can’t remember the name. I thought you said it would last for several months.”
I nod. “Yeah. They said the filming should last over six months. I’m hoping, if I get something in it, I’ll also get more small side gigs and promo work. But there are a lot of other actors fighting for the few spots. So, I’m not sure whether I will have a chance at it or not. I have to admit it would help me out a great deal if I got a part in it and a steady income for a few months. It would be exactly what I need right now to keep me afloat.”
It would be more than what I need. My agent said they pay better than anything else she could get me . If I budget well, I can get the money to stretch for quite a while.
Beth shakes her head. “Why are you so tight on money? Did your parents guilt you into giving them money again?”
I bite my lower lip.
She bolts upright and leans towards me. Her eagle eyes already know everything. I don’t have to open my mouth. “Tiff! You must stop! They don’t care whether you end up homeless. For once, put yourself before your need to please your parents. They…”
Ring…ring…ring…
My eyes snap to my phone on the table, and my heart skips a beat. It is my agent.
Please, tell me it is going to be good news. Please. I need this.
I’ll do anything as long as I can get this one break.
With a trembling hand, I pick up my phone. “Hello, Jane. Do you have any good news?”
A soft chuckle spills from my phone. “Oh, it is good. To be exact, it is great!”
My heart hammers against my chest and my voice cracks. “Okay.”
“Are you sitting down?”
My eyebrows knot together. “Yeah.”
I glance at my two friends. They are both leaning forward and eager to hear, too.
Jane chuckles again. “Okay. I won’t stretch this for too long. You sound like you are a little stressed out as it is. You got a job.”
My mouth falls open.
I got a job! YES!
I will be able to stay in my apartment for a while longer and I won’t starve.
Beth taps my arm and leans forward. “Did you get a role?”
I flash her a bright smile and nod while I bounce in my chair.
Jane playfully adds, “That isn’t the best part, though. Well, there are two good parts.”
My smile fades, and I stop bouncing. “What? I’m just happy I’ve got a job for a while. There can’t be anything better than that.”
“Oh, but there is. You are going to the female lead, your first one. Congratulations. I’m so proud of you. Whatever you did, you did it right.”
I must be dreaming. She couldn’t have just said what I think she did.
Another hearty chuckle rolls out of the phone. “The best part is your co-star is Trevor. You have already worked with him in your first job a few years ago. So, you are familiar with him. He has already accepted the role and said since you are friends, it should be easy acting with you. He doesn’t need to learn to get along with someone new.”
My mouth falls open again.
This can’t be happening.
Jane asks, “Will you take the role?”
I close my mouth. My mind spins, but I pull myself together long enough to force out, “Yes, I’ll take the role.”
“Good. I’ll get all the specifics and send them over to you soon. They want to start filming right away. They were talking about having a tight window to get this done in, but they didn’t elaborate. I’ve got to go. Again, congrats. This is the big break you’ve been looking for.”
Before I can gather myself and say goodbye, the call ends, and I’m left with her words rolling around in my head.
Trevor is my co-star.
Oh my…
Beth taps my arm. “Spill. What did she say? What part did you get?”
This can’t be real. I must be dreaming.
Cassandra pulls and shakes on my arm. “Tell us. We want to know.”
I shake my head. “This can’t be real.”
Beth slides to the edge of her seat. “You are scaring us. Just spill it.”
Like a deer in the headlights, I look at her and then Cassandra. “I got the lead.”
Both my friends erupt into squeals, but I sit there frozen.
As quick as their excitement explodes, they settle back down and stare at me. Beth hesitantly asks, “Why aren’t you excited? This is what you’ve been dreaming about ever since you started.”
A slight frown forms on Cassandra’s face, and concern fills her hazel eyes. “What else is there? We are missing something. Who is your co-star?”
I look at her, but I still can’t believe what Jane has told me. In a whisper, I reply, “Trevor.”
My heart slams against my chest.
My two friends stare at me with the same blank expression. After a few moments, Beth tentatively asks, “The same Trevor who is your friend, and you have a crush on?”
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
Trevor POV I run through the doors and out of the studio, ignoring the throbbing pain in my groin. How could I let myself go like this? Tiffany is too tempting. Luckily, I don’t have any more bed scenes with her, but this one is almost too much for me to handle. My heart hammers against my chest while I dash to my car. My hand fumbles through my pocket, hunting for my car keys, as if they are hard to find. The entire time, my skin burns from her touch while my lips nearly combust into flames from her lingering warmth. When I finally pull my keys out, I quickly unlock the car door and jump inside. If I was wearing anything else, I would scream in pain, but the flimsy pajama bottoms offer no resistance to my hard manhood. I breathe a sigh of relief as the car pulls out of the parking lot and heads down the road towards my apartment. The ride home passes in a blur. I rush into my apartment and stop only when the door clicks shut behind me. A small relief washes over me
Tiffany POV I still don’t know what has possessed me to do this. If I was thinking clearly, I know I wouldn’t be here, but I can’t turn back now. My fist trembles as I hold it up in front of the door and take a deep breath. Soon, I will find out if I was picking up the correct vibes from the shoot or not. My heart pounds against my chest and echoes in my ears, drowning out everything else but my ragged breath. BANG!! BANG!! BANG!! The muffled sounds of footsteps rushing towards the door has me thinking twice about this. My heart races as the door handle twists. Trevor’s angry voice slices right through me. Maybe this is a bad idea. “WHAT DO YOU WANT?!” The door whips open. My breath hitches and I can’t breathe. Trevor’s anger instantly disappears as confusion washes over his face. I almost jump for joy when I think I spot a faint glimpse of excitement in his eyes. But nothing has prepared me to see him in only a towel, loosely dangling on his hips. My hand itches
Trevor POV If this is a dream, I don’t want it to ever end. My tan skin against her pale body is something I thought would only be seen in my nightly wet dreams. She has made it so clear for years she doesn’t want to cross our professional line. What has changed? My hands slide along her back and down to her firm, round butt. I cup each cheek and squeeze, reveling the feeling, while grinding my rock-hard cock into her. I savor the delicious friction and warmth her delicate body provides, but I want more. My mouth clamps down on her smooth shoulder. Her soft voice is music to my ears. “Ahhh… Trevor….” Out of the corner of my eye, I spot the couch and tighten my grip on her firm butt. I briefly release my hold on her shoulder as I lift her up into the air. She instantly wraps her legs around me while I take long strides to the inviting piece of furniture. When I stop in front of it, I clamp back down on her shoulder, trying to darken the faint mark already there.
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
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
Tiffany POVMy heart races, and my hands tremble as I zoom through the city streets. Like a professional race car driver, I zigzag back and forth and speed around traffic as if my life depends on it. The only thing I can think of right now is getting back to our apartment and being with Trevor. I need him as much as he needs me. He is the only thing that will calm me down right now. I glance in the rearview mirror and make sure no one is following me. If I wasn’t panicking, I would enjoy acting like a spy trying to escape from the bad guy. But there isn’t currently anything to enjoy. Sweat builds up on my palms while I tighten my grip around the steering wheel. I take a deep breath and check all the mirrors again to verify no one is following me. Just to be on the safe side, I go the long way back to the apartment. I breathe a sigh of relief when the luxury apartment building comes into view. Before I turn into the gated parking area, I check one last time to make sure no
Trevor POVMy body trembles as I look back over my shoulder at the mall behind us. The van heads off down the road and back to the agency, but I don’t want to be around anyone associated with them right now. The agency’s driver is as close to the company as I want to be right now. My voice cracks as I softly ask, “Can we go somewhere else? I don’t want to go back to the agency.” In a whisper, I add, “I hate them right now.”Tiffany wraps her slender arm around me and gently pats my shoulder. “Okay. If you don’t want to go there, we won’t. Would you prefer to be dropped off at Dr. Heartland’s office, and then I can pick you up from there after I get the car?”I turn back towards her. Her caring eyes put my frayed nerves at ease while her familiar floral perfume swirls around me. The doctor’s office isn’t quite the place I want to go to, but I can’t think of anywhere else right now. His office will be safe, too. Reluctantly, I nod. “Okay. You will come for me right away?”
Rhonda POV Trevor’s deep voice seeps into the changing room and ignites the butterflies in my stomach. “Don’t worry. I’m coming.” I bite my lower lip. It is time. I’ll finally have him all to myself. Looking around the small room, I make sure everything is set. Wine. Check. Comfortable chairs. Check. My fun bag. Check. My body nearly vibrates with excitement. I quickly grab my purse and take out the last item. A little white pill. I drop it into the wineglass and stare at the stream of bubbles. Will one pill be enough? My smile fades, and I quickly put another pill in the glass. That should be enough. He won’t be able to last long after he drinks it. I need to have him drink it right away. Then I can sit back and wait until the drug kicks in. Nothing is going to stop me from having what is mine. Heavy footsteps outside draw near and get louder. I silently pray this will work, and I’ll get what I desperately want. The footsteps stop in front of the door
Trevor POVMy stomach churns as I stare out the van window. The buildings buzz by in a blur, while the cars on either side of us stay right beside us. The noise from the busy world outside doesn’t register with me and sounds only like a slight buzz in the back of my head.All my thoughts are still stuck on the event and what will happen now. I don’t want to see the crazy witch ever again. There is no way I could be in the same room as her. A cold shiver runs down my back as I remember her wild look in her eyes. This morning, I had tried to tell Jane I can’t do this, but she keeps saying she has had it all work out and it will be fine. My foot bounces as a thin layer of sweat coats my palms and my body. No matter what I do, I feel like I’m dangling from a high bridge by a rope and, any minute, someone will come along and cut it. It isn’t a question of if they will do it, but when. Why won’t anyone listen to me? Tiffany cups my hand and intertwines our fingers. “Honey
Tiffany POVWith a wide grin, I scan the living room. The private hut looks more like a luxurious penthouse instead of some bungalow at a resort.I’m so glad we listened to Kyle and got away for a night. He had promised he could get us the one unit farthest away from the others, which would give us more privacy. I tighten my grip on my bag and spin around. “This is amazing! I want to come back again some other time when we can spend more time here.”A hearty chuckle fills the room. Trevor walks in behind me and chimes, “We haven’t been here long enough to know whether we will like it or not. But I must admit it looks amazing so far. I’ll put it on the list of potential places where we can go on vacation together in the future. We probably won’t have enough time this time to see much of it, though. We need to leave tomorrow.”I sigh and pout. “I wish we had more time. You deserve it.”He deserves so much more than a night away, but I’ll take whatever we can get. With a slig
Trevor POVRing…ring…ring…Tiffany’s sweet voice asks, “Do you want me to get it for you? Or do you want me to let go of you so you can get it?”The warmth inside her embrace is the best medicine for my frazzled nerves, but I can’t make her stay with me all the time. A soft chuckle rumbles around in her chest while I tighten my arms around her. She pats my back. “I’ll grab it. Hold on.”Together, we lean towards the end table next to the couch. As soon as she picks up the phone and looks at it, her eyebrows furrow. “Your phone says black sheep. Who is black sheep?”I take a deep breath. I need to take this call. It is the one I’ve been waiting for. He had called me back several days ago, but something came up as soon as we started to talk, and he had to go. So, I never got to ask him any questions about Tiffany’s father. I turn around but stay within my girlfriend’s comforting arms and take my phone. “Hey, cous. We finally get to talk, or do you have to rush off again?”
Tiffany’s Father POV“Did you think you could hide from us? You still haven’t paid us, and you know we don’t like people running from their debts.” Spit flies into my face as I look up at the thug. His face contorts as rage burns bright in his eyes. Three more thugs stand behind him a short distance in the warehouse waiting to take their turn at me. The stench of smoke and alcohol fills my nose as the thug leans in closer and growls, “But running makes it fun.” A spark shimmers in his eyes, while a cold shiver runs down my back. I frantically shake my head. “I wasn’t running. I was trying to find my daughter. She will pay my debts. She always does.” His eyes narrow and the muscle along his jaw twitches. “The same daughter who you said had valuable things in her apartment to apply against the debt?”I frantically nod again. “Yes. You can take it all and apply it against my outstanding balance. I’m sure there is enough to cut my balance in half. She has a good-paying jo