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The Actor's Contract 10 Blindfolded
Date = 1 April Place = San Francisco (back of a van) POV - Enrique The stench of rotten eggs, mixed with something drastically nasty, burns my nostrils and makes my eyes water. “Ug, someone is dying from the inside out,” I murmur, desperately trying to push my nose against my shoulder to seal off the smell since I can’t use my hands. “Oh, come on people … seriously, who let it rip?” little Lee asks, sounding as if he wants to kill the culprit right there and then. He’s the definition of the smaller the bottle the deadlier the poison … a tiny guy with a huge cocky and fearless attitude. The air is filled with grunts and groans, but nobody mans up to being the owner of the fart. “Guys, please … although that was a shocker … we’re in tight corners here … I really don’t want to suffocate before I’m killed,” Jackson protests, removing my number one suspect from my list. “Stinks like a shrimp boat that got stuck in the cheese aisle of the supermarket!” Lee gasps right next to me as i
The Actor's Contract 11 Surprise
RIB = rigid inflatable boats Karl = the name given to the fog in the bay area by the locals Date = 1 April Place = San Francisco (boat on the bay) POV – Enrique “Wait! Take those two down. We’ll start with them,” the serious man is pointing directly at Jackson and me. What the fuck now? When I glance at my brother he has a sinister grin on his face as if he’s having a good time. Typical Jackson … ug … and I find myself secretly wishing the man had selected someone else in his place – any of the other guys would have been better. Look, I love my twin to bits, but I also know Jackson is seriously flawed … and putting him in this kind of situation is like squeezing a tiger’s balls. They separate us from the other guys, and I stand there helplessly watching as my companions are forced to the front of the boat. Their expressions vary from devastation and anger to desperation and fear. I frantically scan the area, hoping to get a glimpse of Aria one last time … but no such luck. I h
The Actor's Contract 12 Cold colder distance
Date = 1 April Place = San Francisco (UCSF Medical center) POV Enrique “They both have hypothermia …,” Ilkay starts to update us, but I only hear a word here and there, “bradycardia … their small size … Aria stabilized but Luke is still critical … moved to PICU … on hemodialysis machines to warm the blood … had to cut her hand from his PFD … damage tendons … brave girl … lucky to be alive …” I don’t care about all the medical gibberish, all I worry about is that she’ll be okay, so my focus is on the girl whose cold hand is laying limp and uninspired in mine. They’re using different measures to gradually raise her core temperature. Aria somehow managed to stay awake up to the end and cling to Luke with so much force that some tendons in her hand were strained. But she didn’t let him go, she kept them together. I run my free hand through my hair; sticky from the salty ocean spray and then I lay my head down on the bed and close my eyes. Maybe I drifted to sleep – maybe not. My eyes
The Actor's Contract 13 Even robots cry
Date = 4 April Place = San Francisco (Enrique’s home) POV – Aria I wave until the pickup disappears around the corner and let out a sigh of relief. Deimos and Haley, together with Alejandro and Noah, are taking the kids on a road trip to San Diego, stopping at every attraction along the way, including Disney Park and Legoland. It goes without saying that my little sister is boiling over with excitement. Since Leyla’s next chemo treatments are scheduled for next week – on her birthday, no less - I’m grateful for the break cause I need to sort out my head. Enrique has been a little … er … distracted these last few days … since I fell overboard. But tonight we’re gonna talk. I put a pot of water on the stove – it needs to boil before I add the spaghetti. My mom was famous for her bolognese and I’m using her secret recipe to prepare him the best pasta he ever tasted. “Something smells good,” I turn around to find a still glistening wet Enrique leaning against the door frame, only cov
The Actor's Contract 14 Hooking up
Date = 4 April Place = San Francisco (Enrique’s home) POV – Enrique WARNING – sex scene!!! Aria’s lips are full and soft, but with a desperate intensity as if at odds with herself. At first, I’m slightly stunned; my mind trying to convince me for a moment that this should not be happening. It’s dangerous … for me. It’s not part of the contract. But my body quickly overwrites my conscience and I bite her bottom lip. She moans softly, the small opening in response is all I need and my tongue eagerly takes the opportunity to explore the sweetness of her mouth. Another moan. The sweet appreciative noise vibrates through me - to the end of my cock. For a moment I’m lost in the sweet taste of sugar-candy fudge; my absolute favorite by the way; and it’s simply just too much for someone like me, who’s been celibate for quite a while now, and all my resistance crumbles with a horny growl. To be quite frank, I’ve been suffering from lascivious thoughts since I met her, but that’s not somet
The Actor's Contract 15 A nuclear bomb
Date = 5 April Place = San Francisco POV - Aria I blink a few times to acclimate my eyes to the bright sunlight streaming directly onto my face through the open drapes. What time is it? I grab my phone from the bedstand and look at the time; 11:34. Wow, I can’t remember when last I slept this late. But then again, we humped like bunnies right through the night … only falling asleep after daybreak somewhere. I breathe deeply, stretching myself out under the silky blanket, memories of last night cascading over my used body to settle warmly in my heart. Clothes are scattered around the room; only mine. Wrapping the blanket around my shoulders, I quietly patter to the sounds coming from somewhere in the house, most probably the kitchen. Maybe Enrique is making us a very late breakfast; he’s a super good cook and we didn’t get to eat last night. My tummy rumbles in suspense. Yeah, I’m a little famished … we burned loads of energy and it’s time to refuel. I pause; the only evidence of
The Actor's Contract 16 Hard distance
Date = 5 April Place = San Francisco (Inferno) POV – Enrique WARNING – sex scene!!! I notice the moment she enters the VIP section; the moment I’ve been dreading all day. Will it be awkward between us now? Does she regret last night? But she doesn’t give me a second glance … hell, I didn’t even get a first glance; she just rushes into the staff room to get changed. She seems stressed out. Is it because we stepped over the line? Damn, I shouldn’t have let that happen. But fuck, I needed it so bad. Is that selfish of me? Ship, I’m such a prick. I feel proud of myself … not because I’m a prick, but at least sometimes I remember not to swear so much. It’s difficult but we’re all trying at least … for Leyla and my soon-to-come niece … or nephew … but I’m hoping it’s a girl. Where has she been? I’ve phoned Anton and he said she left the house hours ago. Not that I’m stalking her or anything – I just can’t seem to get her out of my mind. I never had a problem forgetting about a girl, un
The Actor's Contract 17 Bad news
Date = 5 April Place = San Francisco (Enrique’s home) POV – Aria “Ug, I despise tea,” Mel pulls up her nose as soon as I enter the room with two mugs. She puts on a severe pout, like every time someone dares to drink coffee in front of her, so I grin knowingly … and bend down to hand her one mug. “That’s why we’re not having tea,” I wink at her surprised face and I sit down, legs crossed, next to her on the sofa, turning to face her. We’re both freshly showered and in comfy tracksuits that I stole … eh … borrowed from Enrique’s closet. “Eh, you figured out a way to brew me some baby-safe coffee,” I shake my head. These Blackburn children are always a little over-hyper … except maybe for Ilkay. “Wait, I hate that caffeine-free stuff too … can merely drink only boiling water with milk; it will taste the same. It’s not that, is it?” Her suspicious look on the cup, topped with cream and chocolate crumbs. I click my tongue, “Tsk, nope. ” She takes a small sip, leaving a ring of crea
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