“Or a year.” Finn ran his fingers down the edge of Ethan’s chin. “Ethan?”
“Mm?”
“Can I stay? Just for tonight.”
Ethan’s eyes opened, just slightly. “Deb won’t like it.”
“No, she won’t.”
“It might be bad.”
“Probably.”
A tiny smile ticked on his lips. He pulled Finn in as close as he could until they were tangled like a pair of grapevines. “Yeah. Stay the night. It’s the holidays. Maybe the paparazzi are taking the day off.” With that, the pair of them burrowed deeper into the couch cushions and dozed. Nik was sure to cover them with a blanket on his way out the door.
* * * *
“Episode twelve, act two, scene eleven, take three. Marker.” The director’s slate snapped and the cameras settled into position.
“Background action. And…Action!”
With a loud pop! the office door was yanked of
