I pulled back, smiling at Ash, who looked at me with wide eyes. And then the spell broke and he looked at Lukas for feedback. For approval.
“You guys looked great. Did you want to see?”
Asher was off the couch and hovering next to Lukas in the space of a single heartbeat. As Lukas restarted the footage, Ijoined them, slinging an arm around Asher. Kissing him had been nice. More than nice actually. I’d kissed a lot of guys and most of the kisses weren’t memorable, but I’d forever remember how soft Asher’s mouth was. How he melted into me when I pulled him close. I didn’t believe in things like love at first sight, but I believed in chemistry. I already wanted to kiss him again.
“We look good together,” I told him, but it was Lukas he looked to for confirmation. It was hard not to mind, but Asher’s crush on Lukas was legendary and not a secret.
“Do you think so?”
Fuck. Asher sounded weird, like his heart was breaking in real time. I wanted to wrap him up and keep him close.
“I think you and Jax are very well suited. I’d still like to see you with Blue, but I like the idea of you and Jax. I think you looked good together, especially when you started to relax.”
“And what about Blue? Is he still coming?” Asher asked, sounding even stranger.
I was worried about him, I realized. And what would happen when he eventually came to terms with the fact that Lukas would never see him the way he wanted. It was fucking painful to watch.
“Blue will be here in like five minutes. He had to work today, but he was excited for this.”
“Really? Why?”
Asher was truly oblivious to his appeal. I indulged my temptation and kissed him on the cheek. “Because you’re you. You’re always flitting around here looking cute as fuck.”
It was as if my action reminded Asher of my existence, and he shook loose from my hold. I didn’t take it personally. He’d let me hang off him without noticing for a few minutes. He’d relaxed against me, whether he knew it or not, and I liked how good it felt to have him trust me like that, even subconsciously.
“I’m not cute,” Asher scoffed, clearly unimpressed with my choice of words.
“Awww, don’t be like that. I didn’t mean it like a bad thing.” The last thing I wanted was for Asher to feel bad or to think I didn’t want him the way I did. Or that he was merely cute when he was also sexy as fuck. I pulled Asher into a hug because he always looked like he needed one, and right now I had free rein to indulge. “Maybe cute wasn’t the right word. You’re absolutely sexy as all hell, Ash, and I hope you pick me to shoot with. I love Blue, but I’ll fight him for you if I have to.”
“Why are you fighting me?” Blue swanned into the room. Leaving his backpack by the door, he flopped down on the couch in his typical dramatic Blue fashion. He raked a hand through his platinum blonde hair which, if I remembered correctly, was soft as fuck.
“I’m fighting you for first scene rights with Ashy here.”
“Ashy?” Asher looked at me, his brow pinched in confusion.
“Oh, fat chance, Jax. Ash is all mine. You’ll see.” Blue reached for Ash and grabbed his hand. He pulled Ash close, then down on top of him. “See, much better.”
Blue looked at me with triumph on his face. Smug bastard. Smug, beautiful bastard.
Blue drew Ash closer, hand cupping his ass. God, they looked hot together. Blue in his tight jeans and his crop top, Asher looking like the boy next door. I hoped Lukas was getting good angles of this because it was already spank bank material, and they hadn’t even kissed yet.
Anyone who’d worked with Lukas over the past couple of years had met Ash. We’d interacted with him before, but now it felt different because, for once, Lukas wasn’t Asher’s sole focus.
The kiss Asher and Blue were currently sharing was hot. I wasn’t going to lie. It really did it for me. It was an intense kiss to watch, the kind that made my dick hard in two seconds flat, butBlue had always had that effect on me. Clearly he had the same effect on Ash because Ash started to grind himself against Blue, and as suddenly as it started, it was over. Ash pulled out of the kiss, looking shocked that he’d just been making out with Blue Davies.
“That was unbelievable.” Blue’s smile fucking sparkled but the shine didn’t reach Asher, who still only had eyes for Lukas.
Ash stood up, putting distance between himself and Blue.
“How was it?” he asked. “Can I see?”
The four of us pored over the footage of Ash and Blue. Blonde bombshell and the boy next door. The contrast, the chemistry. Damn, it was hotter than I’d thought it would be. Blue was great with anyone, but there was something about the two of them together that really flipped my switches.
“I want to see one more thing. Jax, you sit on the left. Blue, you on the right. Ash, I want you in the middle.” Lukas didn’t look up from his camera as he gave us directions.
“What?” Asher’s voice was barely a squeak. Blue and I shared a look of concern, but said nothing.
“I think the three of you together might be perfect.”
