Jade appeared soon afterwards, rubbing her hands together. “So what did you get?”
“I need you to settle an argument for me.”
Thomas audibly deflated. “Here we go.”
“I think the black underwear is hotter than the blue set, but Thomas disagrees.” Scott handed the bag over. Zara and Jade pawed at each set.
“Black is definitely hotter,” Jade said.
Scott narrowed his eyes at Thomas. “See.”
“But the blue set suits you more,” Zara said.
“What?”
“Without a doubt,” Jade said with a smile. “Blue’s your colour, Scott.”
Scott snatched the bag from them.
Thomas chuckled, slow and dark. He bowed. “Thank you, ladies, have a wonderful day.”
He took Scott by the wrist and dragged him out.
“I don’t get it,” Scott said.
“It’s simple. The black set is too sexy. You’ll take away from its sexiness.”
“I am trying hard not to be offended by that, and I’ll be honest, I’m failing.”
Thomas snorted. “You’re going to elevate the blue set. You’re going to make them sexy.” He looked towards the car park. “Now come on, let’s go home. I’ve had enoughpeoplingfor one day.”
Chapter thirteen
“And…we’redone,”Thomassaid.
Scott flopped back on the bed, panting. It had been a long day of shooting the underwear scene. They’d had a break for lunch, and again a few hours later, when Scott ripped the blue knickers after being overzealous with his jerking.
Thomas had gone in search of Janice, who cleaned on Mondays as well as Saturdays and Thursdays and also happened to be skilled with a needle. She hadn’t asked why, just sighed, and snatched the knickers out of Thomas’s hand.
“You good?” Thomas asked.
Scott inwardly cursed at the shiver down his back. It had been another day where praise had been the key to the performance. He’d enjoyed doing what Thomas told him to. Even when Thomas got frustrated, and was obviously unsatisfied, it only made Scott’s reaction more intense when he finally got it right.
“I’m good.”
“We got there in the end…”
Scott rolled onto his side and propped his head up on his hand. “You mean when I finally stopped rolling around like a teenage girl?”
“You were giving off slumber party vibes. I thought you might start bashing about the pillows to get the feathers flying.”
“Fuck. You.”
“As I said, we got there in the end. FYI –”
“Nope. You don’t say that.”
Thomas snorted. “For your information, the downward dog and whatever weird spin you tried to put on it didn’t work.”
