Will:Think of it more as an opportunity. At least you won’t be fired.
Me:Stop reading my thoughts!
Will chuckles, and I turn and look at him. Really look at him. Iknewthere was something familiar about his face.
Me:Have we met before?
Will (smirking):Our paths have definitely crossed.
Me:How old are you?
Will:That’s a discussion for another time and place.
‘Right. Let’s try it one more time, guys. And, Hester, please keep the audience feedback in mind,’ Jordy instructs.
I nod and take my place.
Will:I’ll try not to look too sexy or bare my neck. They want fawning, not bloodlust—
Me:Shut up. I’m concentrating.
Will:If you’re rude to me, I might not help you ...
I gnaw at my lip. I’m not sure I’m brave enough to do this without his vampiric energy. Especially with the increased sexual tension they all seem to want.
Me (meekly):Sorry.
Will (amused):Apology accepted. Prepare to be amazed by your own acting ability.
Me:So how are we going to—
Will:Just go with the flow. Do what you will ... to Will.
Me (rollingmy eyes):Very cute.
Will (waggling his eyebrows):I aim to please.
This wouldn’t be so bad if I wasn’t attracted to him. But he’s so damn good-looking, intelligent, and sexy that it’s difficult not to be. By the way the women in the front row are giving Will moony eyes, they’re infatuated with him already. How bad is it going to be when we’re doing this in front of a live audience? Bras might be thrown onstage!
Will gives me a smouldering look as he heads stage right, preparing to say his first line.
Will:Throw your bra at me if you like. I’ll catch it one-handed.
I jerk in horror.
Me:Oh god, did you hear that?
Will:Yup. Now I’m imagining your naked breasts.
Unadulterated arousal floods my system, and I stagger back from the force of it. I swallow hard, my body suddenly aching with need. Fuck a duck—is this how he feels about me?
Before I can analyse it further, Will strides onto the stage and delivers his first line.
I can’t take my eyes off him.
I’m not sure if it’s Viola or me that’s acting now, but slowly and blatantly, I track my eyes down his body and linger on his crotch. He’s definitely got a defined bulge in his jeans, so I know he’s not faking his arousal. Hisdesire swirls around me like a sensual mist. I turn away so only the audience sees and loll my tongue, like I’m gagging for him.
‘Too right,’ Abigail whispers softly to the woman next to her. ‘He’s fucking hot.’
