To Love Jason Thorn (Page 62)

“We need to repeat this a few times a day. You okay with that, sweetheart?”

As an answer she kissed me and in the middle of our kiss gave me a lazy smile.

“Also, when my brain is functioning, remind me to ask how you managed to roll a condom on me without waking me up. Or maybe we can talk about not using them at all if you’re ready for that.”

“I vote on not using them at all,” she murmured in a soft voice.

I smiled. “Good. We’ll handle it as soon as possible.”

It was by far the best morning I’d ever had in my entire life.

***

When we got to the set, everything was ready for the first day of the filming. Olive was beside herself, her beautiful eyes taking in everything with a contagious smile on her face. Before I had to go in for makeup and hair, I introduced her to the director Tanner Pace and a ton of others. When I had to leave her with Alvin to go and run lines with Lindsay Dunlop, I felt a small ache in my heart. I wanted to keep her by my side at all times, have her hand in mine, lips on mine, permanently.

However, I couldn’t do that.

After an hour of rehearsal with Lindsay, I checked the trailer but couldn’t find any trace of Olive or Alvin in there. Walking around the lot, I found them both munching on fruit and candies, next to the craft service area.

“Jason!” Olive exclaimed when she saw me heading their way. Her smile hadn’t diminished a bit, and her excitement was just as contagious as her smile.

“There you are,” I said when I reached their side. Hooking my arm around Olive’s waist, I leaned down and took a bite of the strawberry in her hand. Then I lowered my head and captured her mouth in a quick kiss.

When it was over, her eyes were half-closed and glazed; maybe it hadn’t been such a quick kiss after all. Licking her lips, she murmured, “Strawberry. Yummm.”

I laughed and said hi to the electricians, who were getting coffee from the other end of the set up.

Keeping Olive close to my side, I faced Alvin. “Didn’t you guys make it to the trailer yet? I looked there first.”

“Olive wanted to see the set first.”

Olive scrunched her nose and gave Alvin an apologetic look. “Yeah, sorry about that. It’s hard to explain how it makes you feel when you see something in real life that was created in your mind.” She turned those green eyes at me. “You should’ve seen Alvin’s face when I teared up. Even the bed covers on Evie’s bed have the same feather pattern I wrote in the book, Jason. That’s the bed where they shared their first kiss.”

I smiled down at her. “The author approves, then? Does she approve the leading actor, too?”

She nodded enthusiastically. “I definitely approve the leading actor. I approve him the most.”

“I wanted to show you around myself, but I’ll settle with showing you my trailer. Since you brought your laptop with you, I’m assuming you’ll want to write?”

“Yes, I figured I’d find a quiet corner. I didn’t want to be in your way the entire day.”

“You wouldn’t be, sweetheart. I spend most of my time in the trailer in between takes, and I enjoy watching you write.” I gathered her hair and dropped it back over her shoulder. “You want to go see it now?”

I tried not to look too eager, but I was dying to get her alone for a few minutes. That kiss hadn’t been enough to quench my thirst for her, and it had been a few hours too many since the last time I’d had her naked and writhing in my arms.

“Boss,” Alvin interrupted before Olive could give her answer. “As much as I love to spend time with your lovely wife, I’m afraid I need to leave so I can take care of the house while you’re not actually in it. Is there anything else you need from me here?”

“Right. Did they assign a production assistant already?”

“Yes, I talked to him. He should’ve already dropped the call sheet in your trailer. Anything else you need, you let me know.”

“I’ll be okay. We’ll talk later. Right now, I’ll go spend some more time with my lovely wife.”

Alvin left and I walked through the studio lot with Olive toward where most of the trailers were kept.

“You’re kidding, right?” she asked once we were standing in front of the two-story monster.

“Why would I kid?”

“This is gigantic, Jason.”

“It’s not mine, actually. I don’t care that much about having a big one. The production company offered for me to use this one during filming, and since I knew you would be coming with me, I thought you’d enjoy having a bigger space to yourself. Come on, I’ll show you inside. You’ll be more than comfortable enough to work in here.”

Resting my hand on her back, I urged her to move forward.

“So you’re saying I can come to the set with you and work in your trailer? Whenever I want?”

I met her gaze. “I assumed you’d want to come with me, little one. If not to write, then maybe to watch the shooting.”

She averted her gaze, but not before I saw her brilliant smile. Walking ahead of her, I ripped off the call sheet the production assistant had secured on the door and unlocked the trailer.

“They don’t go in?”

“Not when I’m not in here. You saw what happened in London. Even though this place is pretty well guarded, I wouldn’t trust anyone in here.” I held out my hand for her to take. “You should keep it locked when you are alone in here, too.”

Holding on to my hand, she took the narrow steps up and entered the trailer.

“Holy crap, Jason. I’m in love with your home, but this…this is pretty close to love too.”

Wanting to feel her body close to mine, I wrapped my arms around her abdomen and rested my head on top of hers. When she placed her hands over mine, I was grinning like a kid.

Get it together, man.

“This is the lounge area,” I explained, standing next to the white leather sectional. I took a few steps forward, shuffling her with me. “Through here, there is the makeup station/office area and a small kitchenette, as you can see.” I took a small step forward and let my hips rest against her so she could feel how much I was affected by our closeness. I heard her quick intake of breath when my erection nestled against her fucking fantastic ass.

Better speed this up.

“Through the other door, there is a bathroom and wardrobe area. Upstairs there is a screening room.” Done with the tour, I turned her in my arms, pushed a button on the wall to close the door that separated the lounge area from the office space, and backed her up against it.

By then, I was more than ready to have her again.

Touching my lips to hers, I waited to see what she would do. She kissed me back, but it was softer than what I wanted. Not wanting to scare her away on day one, I kept it soft, but still let my tongue out to play with hers. By the time we were done, she was breathless and I could see red flames in her green eyes.

My voice was huskier than I expected when I spoke. “Are you okay with everything that’s been happening?”

Seeing her red, swollen lips did something to me, so I reached up and traced her soft lips with my thumb.

She avoided looking at me but nodded her head. I leaned in closer and whispered into her hair. “Can you look at me, baby?”

Then she did, and fuck me, but she was beautiful. I went for her lips again, and this time she was just as eager as I was.