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.Cree refocused on the reflection of his house in the large windows.Evan came back holding two soda cans in one hand and a compliment of plates, cutlery, and napkins in the other.Cree smiled.It had taken his last assistant three months to know what he’d want to drink, or to intuit that he’d want one.It had taken Evan only two hours.Cree watched him approach, set down the plates and one of the drinks.He popped the top on the second one and moved to stand patiently behind Cree.Their gazes met in the reflection.Neither man flinched.“I picked up another copy of the script for you today.Make whatever notes in it that you need.” Cree turned, took his drink, and walked to the couch where he instead sat on the floor in front of the table.Evan followed, sitting on the floor beside him.“We’re going over the scene where Johnny is about to ask Pippa on a date, but Pippa starts gushing about Eric.” Evan scooped yellow rice onto his plate, then covered it with chicken tikka marsala.He pulled free a piece of naan.He licked his fingers and held the container of bread to Evan.Evan handed him a napkin, then served himself, too.He passed silverware to Cree just as Cree scanned the tabletop to find it.Perfect synch.It made him smile.“Page?” Evan asked.“Forty-three.Use inflection when you deliver the lines.”The men silently flipped to the correct spot, sneaking in a mouthful of food.Cree put the script aside and jumped right in.“Pippa, we’ve been friends for a while now.”“Oh.You started already.” Evan scanned the page, his finger tracing the lines until he found it.“Pippa, we’ve been friends for a while now,” Cree began again.“Are you kidding? Since the womb, practically.”“We pretty much tell each other everything.All our secrets.Things we don’t tell other people…”“This is about Eric isn’t it?” Evan-Pippa announced uncomfortably.“Not really.”“Because I was going to tell you, I swear.It’s just that he finally asked me out! Can you believe it? I’ve been working for the man for eight years and now, now he sees me? Pippa gives a girlie squeal,” Evan intoned.“You could just squeal instead of reading the stage directions,” Cree said.“I don’t squeal.”Cree snorted his soda.It burned and he grabbed a napkin to hold over his face.His eyes watered and he started coughing.“You going to live?” Evan asked, roughly slapping Cree’s back.Cree tried to answer but he couldn’t catch his breath to say more than, “Burns.”“I bet.Hot Indian curry and carbonated beverage were never meant for inhalation.”Cree laughed between coughs.He dragged a piece of naan through the Kashmiri sauce and pushed the morsel into Evan’s mouth to shut him up.Evan’s lips closed around Cree’s finger tips.The barest flicker of tongue swept the underside of his pointer finger.Cree’s mouth dried up on the spot.He pulled his fingers free and wiped them on his napkin as he purposefully redirected attention to the script.Then taking another drink, he found the next line.“Johnny’s face falls, and he pauses for a moment before he says, ‘Eric, huh?’”“Or you could act the stage directions instead of reading them,” Evan teased, throwing Cree’s words back at him.Cree felt his face heat in a rare blush.“Place finding,” he explained hurriedly.“Ri-iight.”* * * Had that been a moment, Evan wondered? It was hard to tell.It passed so quickly.What was he thinking? Cree Radek didn’t give moments to mere mortals.And why should he? Evan worked for him.They were just running lines and, in all fairness, Evan had been the one to forget that arrangement.He’d been the one trying to tease Cree with some tongue play.It was good he’d pulled his fingers out when he had.Curry, and he suspected any food, tasted better when licked off Cree.If he’d delayed even a second longer, Evan would have given into temptation and sucked those digits.A finger blow.God, he’d almost slipped up.He couldn’t lose this job.Not yet.Not when he was so close to finding his scumbag father.He needed Cree and his connections.He couldn’t blow this, or Cree, for that matter.Evan’s full cock was becoming uncomfortable.In his old sweats, it wouldn’t take much for Cree to notice the inappropriate bulge going on.Evan shifted carefully, placing the script over his lap to lay open while they ate and ran lines.It seemed like a natural placement.Maybe Cree wouldn’t notice.They worked for another two hours, finally calling it quits around midnight.“Let’s hit the sack,” Cree announced, his voice rasping with the same fatigue Evan felt.“We’re leaving for the set at five.”“In the morning?” Evan asked stupidly.Cree cracked a smile, stretching those perfect lips over equally perfect teeth.They had to have been whitened.No one had a smile that bright.He found himself staring at Cree’s mouth wishing it would come just a little closer [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]