Chapter Sixteen
“Pictures Up!”
“Check the gate,” the director called.
The camera man looked up confused.
“Just in case. This will be a one take wrap,” he stated with confidence.
The camera man checked his viewer and raised his thumb.
The cameras swung around.
The boom lowered.
They were outside. On an outdoor set. This was supposed to be outside the bar Eve owned.
Jacob had already known this as he’d studied the Shot list. Hell, he hadn’t even needed to. This scene had loomed in his mind more than once. The lines he had to say were all too similar to the way he already felt.
“Quiet on the Set!” the AD called out next.
Clapboard rose up and snapped. “Final scene Brilliant 37, take one,” the clapper called out.
Snap!
The clapboard shut.
“ACTION!” the director called out.
Jacob stood outside, facing the parking lot. In the last scene, Dade had just stormed out after having a run in with Eve and her father. So he’d had it with the whole damn place. He was about to skip town and he could not get her to see that he had to.
Eve steps out. Looking panicked and running after him. “Wait!” she calls out.
Dade turns and takes a long slow look at her, like it might be his last time. From below her, he stands at the base of the steps. He gazes at her legs, up to her waist, then to her breasts, memorizing every detail, then his gaze rises to her face.
Eve looks upset. “Please don’t leave me again? You promised. You promised!” Tears form in her eyes.
Dade strides across the space between them and steps up a few steps, grabbing her up off the top step. He hefts her down and over his body rubbing her over his hard planes as if she was a towel and he was using her body to dry himself off. It is slow, sensual and somewhat desperate as well.
Gasping, Eve is breathing hard by the time he has her at face level to his.
“If I stay I will die here,” he whispers to her lips.
Eve is crying now. “You said we’d be together this time. That we wouldn’t—?”
Dade kisses the words from her lips.
Her arms wrap around him as she presses herself tightly against body.
Jacob delved his tongue in, hard and deep tasting Anna for all he was worth as he reached down, grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands, and squeezed. Such a fine ass. Pink and sweet when spanked. No, this cue wasn’t in the script. This was him and Anna. His hands roamed all over her body as he thrust his tongue into her receptive mouth, in the same way he wanted to fuck her with his now very hard cock. This too—wasn’t in the script. He raised his hands up and passed them along her body as her feet lowered to rest on the steps. He used his hands to memorize every curve, every indention, like a blind man with braille under his fingers. All while kissing her breathless with everything he felt.
Pain, loss, love. Sexual intensity.
Finally, Jacob grasped her face and sucked on her lower lip then cinched it lightly with his teeth before pulling away.
Looking flushed and definitely breathless as her body trembled badly, Anna stared into Jacob’s eyes. Hers looked crystalline blue, a bit hazy and filled with tears.
Eve now says, “You aren’t…” She has to pause in order to swallow hard. “…you can’t leave me.”
Dade lowers his forehead to hers and meets her nose with his own. “Come with me. Leave all this behind. I want to have you there every day. Good or bad. I want a chance to make you feel like a queen. Give you all that I have…all that I am. Live together, be together. And I won’t ever leave you, not till I take my last breath.”
Eve is breathing fast and hard as she nods against his forehead.
Dade smiles to her lips. “Yes?”
She nods again, and as if she cannot actually get the word out, she gasps out with, “Yes,” in a mere whisper.
Dade grabs her up and carries her to his motorcycle. He kisses her sweetly then sets her on the back.
“Evie!” a big burly man calls from the door of the bar. “You get back here!” It’s her father.
She refuses to look back or acknowledge this at all.
Dade swings his leg over the bike and starts it up.
“God damn it!” the father yells but it is washed out by the load roar of the bike.
Dade revs it and takes off.
Evie leans her head back and lets’ out, a “WHOO! HOO!” as they head down the road lined with Green screen.
Jacob was laughing as Anna held on to him. He just kept riding past the buildings and towards the gate.
“Jacob?” Anna called to his ear.
“Yeah?” he called back.
“What are you doing?”
He laughed and skidded to a halt as he turned the bike off. Then he set the bike stand down, got off and stood next to it. “Was that fucking great or what?”
Anna laughed. “It was. Fuck yes, it was. I thought I was going to cream my jeans when you grabbed my ass. God damn it, Jacob that wasn’t a cue!” She smacked his chest.
Gazing at her, he felt…Fuck it. He dragged her up against him and planted his lips over hers. He didn’t care who saw, he only wanted one more kiss with Anna…AS Jacob.
Her arms wrapped around his neck and she kissed him back, breathlessly, intently and with her body rubbing against his.
Glorious, just glorious.
He finally pulled his lips from hers and put a little space in between them.
Her eyes looked a bit dazed. “God damn it, can you kiss.”
Jacob smirked as he raised that dark brow at her. “I had lessons.”
She laughed as he got back on and turned the bike around then headed back to the set.
The crews were all out wandering along backlot street as if they’d been looking for the stars.
They all cheered as they saw them ride back up.
He could hear Anna’s laughter and all the, “Way to go!” chanting from the different crew members.
The director placed a hand on either side of his mouth as a proud looking AD stood next to him. “THAT IS A WRAP!”
Everyone stared over at him. Then they all erupted into cheers.
For once, Jacob knew exactly what he felt in this moment. Elation, a sense of perfection, and a bit of sadness. Yes, he could detect every single nuance of these feelings for probably, the first time ever in his life.