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The Actor's Contract 80 Chaos, crates and condoms
Date = 30 JulyEveryone got here in record time.Place = San Francisco (Black Pit)And we’re all moving here for safety.POV - AriaThey say moving house is one of the best but most stressful things you can do in life.They say this like it’s a normal process. Like you box up your books and your throw pillows and your cat, and you carry your curated life across town with the assistance of some overly muscular moving men and a U-Haul.What they don’t say is that if your life includes your hunky fiancé, three feral children, and the entirety of the Blackburn-Grimm baggage buffet, moving becomes something else entirely.It becomes hell.Sweet, sentimental, wildly inappropriate hell.We’re officially moving into the newly renovated cottage at Black Pit — the one I woke up in after the warehouse incident. An act of madness I apparently consented to while distracted by Enrique’s dimples and the promise of honeymoon sex.Or maybe because it’s the only option at the moment. We can’t move into
The Actor's Contract 79 Birthday peaches
Date = 25 JulyThe days pass slowly, but uneventfully - no more messages or choices.Place = San Francisco (Inferno)POV - AriaWARNING – Sex scene!!!I am blindfolded.Not in the kinky way, though I won’t have objected. No, this is Enrique’s theatrical kind of blindfold — the silk is so soft it probably has a fancier passport than I do. The elevator beneath my feet hums quietly, rising higher and higher until the quiet ping marks our arrival. I feel his hand tighten around mine.“Are you going to push me off the roof?” I ask, my voice dry. “Because if this is how you’re dealing with your commitment issues, it’s against the contract.”He laughs. That deep, melted-chocolate sound that always makes my stomach do flips.“You should read the fine print first.”The door whooshes open. I smell something sweet — candles? Flowers? Something soft and indulgent in the air, like warmth and peaches. His hand is at the small of my back now, guiding me forward.One step. Two. My heels click against
The Actor's Contract 78 Peachy love
Date = 15 JulyFive days of peace.Place = San Francisco (Inferno penthouse)And we have the whole place to ourselves.POV - EnriqueWARNING – sex scene!!!It’s late.The kind of late where the moon’s done with her shift and even the raccoons have called it a night.I let myself in and find her curled up on the sofa like a sexy little tortilla, fast asleep under a blanket, while some badly dubbed romcom plays in the background. She must’ve passed out halfway through whatever tragic masterpiece it is.I strip with stealth that would make a cat burglar weep with envy and slide in next to her, naked, because I have my priorities straight. Her warm, silky form fits perfectly into mine, like we were built in a lab for spooning. Her nightie — and I use that term loosely, because it’s basically a see-through red piece of cloth — is doing a damn fine job of waking up every dirty thought I’ve ever had. And I’ve had a lot.“Sport?” she mumbles sleepily.Who else? Amazon delivery?“Hi, Batnip,”
The Actor's Contract 77 One way or another
Date = 10 JulyRiver disappeared hours ago, and it’s partly my (hormones’) fault.Place = San Francisco (Some industrial harbor site)I’m not even sure where we are.POV - EnriqueThe docks always have that metallic silence at night. A different quiet. It vibrates peacefully — a faint wind that slithers between shipping containers, the distant clang of chains, a rusty seagull-scream echoing like a dying violin.Even the streetlights flicker as if they regret being installed. The air reeks of rust and damp concrete, the kind of smell that coats the back of your throat until you want to spit it out.This part of the industrial zone feels like the city’s unwanted organ — rotting away in silence — forgotten by everyone but rats, ghosts, and now — apparently — a man with a stalker complex.Or a death wish.He was at Schulz–Sonoma County Airport … making Matthew the rat. But then again, there were those other guys at the second airport … which means Shoestring could be the rat.Or maybe the
The Actor's Contract 76 Bunnies and boots
Date = 10 JulyFour days after the airport fiasco.Place = San Francisco (UCSF Medical Center)Taking the girls to meet my sister.POV - AriaWARNING – Semi-sex scene!!!The sun’s out, the sky ridiculously blue, and the breeze smells like lemons and clean pavement. I could kiss the whole world right now.Enrique leans closer to me as we approach the main entrance.“Hey.”“Hmm?”“I’m proud of you,” he says softly. “You’ve held so much together lately.”I blink at him. “You’re the one who bought an entire Build-A-Bear store just to make them happy.”“Yes,” he says solemnly. “Because parenthood is sacrifice.”I smile. “You’re ridiculous.”“I’m yours.”Oh.Oh, that’s not fair.I lean up and kiss his cheek, fast and firm, before the kids can notice — though I’m pretty sure River sees. She doesn’t say anything, but the side of her mouth twitches, and she adjusts her new stuffed toy like she’s shielding him from too much public affection.The hospital doors swish open with that oddly theatri
The Actor's Contract 75 Hunting a rodent
Date = 6 JulyThe day of the trapPlace = San Francisco (Schulz–Sonoma County Airport)We got Matthew’s location.POV - AriaTo anyone watching, we’re just a beautiful couple loitering in arrivals, waiting for Enrique’s very pregnant sister to land.Even though she’s absolutely not on a plane. Or landing. Or even close to the states.There’s just … us. Sitting in the mostly quiet arrivals lounge of a small regional airport, pretending we’re waiting for a flight — that will never come — while surveillance eyes and informants watch to see if the bait gets a bite.We’re here with the kids. Deimos and Haley are at the other airport — the captain’s. Uncle John went to number three — Shoestring’s. All of us acting a part.Enrique blinks at the departure board as if it is plotting against him personally.“It’s been forty-seven minutes,” he mutters, his eyes on where River is leaning against the wall with folded arms, sizing Luke up with the same expression I imagine she uses on unsuspecting
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