I reached up and unpinning my blonde hair, shook my head, allowing it to flow down my shoulders and back. Putting the note on the bed, I rose and giving the camera a last seductive look, turned and left the room.
I crossed the short distance to the next set and stopped when a member of the crew raised his hand while listening to someone speaking into the mic in his ear. He put up three fingers and I took a deep breath as he lowered them one by one.
When he signaled me with his now closed fist. I knocked softly on the door, "Brian, it's me, honey, you awake?"
"Come in mom." A voice spoke from the other side and even in those three words I could hear the nerves. I was sure Malcolm loved that, but I began to worry this wasn't going to be easy.
I entered the set, my eyes darting to the sid
