The next morning, both mine and Dom’s alarms go off at the same time, the piercing chime echoing in unison from our phones on the nightstands beside each of us. We both groan and sit up, silencing them almost in sync. I rub the sleep from my eyes and glance over at Dom, who’s already swung his legs over the bed, stands and starts stretching.
Without saying much, we get up and start getting ready for the day. Since I knew I’d be redressed into whatever prison uniform my character would be wearing for the movie, I didn’t feel the need to go all out today. I pull on a pair of plain black panties, then slide into black yoga pants, a matching black bra, and a soft black T-shirt. Everything felt comfortable and neutral - exactly what I needed for after a long day on set.
After brushing through
