Fake Dating the Hollywood Billionaire
“That is what I want. You two, get closer. Like lovers who cannot breathe without each other.”
Sarra muttered, “I might stop breathing if he keeps talking.”
“Shh,” I said, stepping beside her.
He positioned us in front of a gray backdrop. “Good. Closer….more. Give us sexual tension, you are not siblings…move like it.”
Sarra sighed and took a step closer until her shoulder brushed my chest.
“Closer,” Luca said again.
So she moved another inch.
“Closer,” he repeated.
At this point, there was no space left between us. I could feel the warmth of her skin through the thin fabric of her jumpsuit. She tilted her chin up slightly, trying to look professional, but her breath hitched.
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