ZANDER
We are shooting a love scene.
Am I nervous? No. Terrified? Yes.
I am not sure if the fact that we have done the deed before helps. Surely not with everyone watching like this, not with cameras circling around and more than ten people watching. What if I get… aroused?
“Rolling in 3, 2, 1. Action!”
I remain seated on the edge of the bed, trying to swallow the lump in my throat. I grip at the bedsheet tightly once I hear the door of the bathroom open. Lance steps out wearing only his boxers, looking leaner and more cut than the last time I’ve seen him half-n***d.
The bed dips as he sits next to me. Is the air conditioner not working? It’s freaking burning in here.
Lance delivers his lines. “I didn’t touch her. I’m sorry I lied. I only want you, Than. Only you.”
I look into his
