Falling Down(13)

"And with the right vibrator, you don't even need an image--though I'm sure Lucy still conjures up Jesse after all this time."
"This is the oddest moment of my life," I say aloud to no one in particular.
"If you're done?" Cage asks smiling.
Xander wiggles his eyebrows. "Damn, Cage. You got us our very own movie star and model."
"Dude," Ethan says and they fist bump.
I turn to face Cage and feel Jesse's hand rest on my lower back. Oh God. A shiver runs through me and I thank Gina in this moment for using those boob cup thingies so my hard nipples aren't poking through my top. Jesse begins circling his thumb and I'm ready to puddle at his feet. What is he doing?
Unh. I'm almost there to the unh stage.
I turn to look at him and he's looking at Cage, a falsely innocent look on his face.
"So, what's the plan Cage?"
Cage outlines the overall storyboard for the shoot, then runs through the sequence it will be captured to minimize wardrobe and makeup changes.
"It should take a couple days, maybe more to get it just the way we want it."
"Cool," Xander says and taps his drumsticks together. "Let's get to it."




Chapter Three
Lucy
The day was long and grueling and somehow Sera and I managed to get through it without doing the whole squealing fangirl thing. I even managed to avoid "unh". I'm pretty impressed with us if I do say so myself.
When I heard Jesse start singing, my heart dropped into my stomach. I swear it stopped for a minute before it kicked into high gear. Then when he touched me? Holy Mary Mother of God. Instant wet panties… well, thong. Thankfully I was able to change out of that shortly after we began. Cage decided to do the shortest of the takes first so what started out as a conservative outfit, turned into bootie shorts and tank tops cut low enough so our really pretty lacy bras were showing. Add to that the kick ass black boots, the heavy makeup, crazily styled hair (lightly sprayed thanks to Spenser's tricks) and we were kicking ass.
When the band began playing their new song Back To Then I almost stopped and stared instead of playing my part. Jesse noticed, smirked, and sent me a wink. The timing of that couldn't have been more perfect. As he winked, I winked back and leaned forward, touching my toes, my ass cheeks peeking out of my shorts--all part of the routine. I threw him a wicked grin over my shoulder and his nostrils flared. When we cut for a lighting adjustment, Ben walked up and smacked me on my ass with a laugh.
"That was awesome."
"Why, thank you. Thank you very much. The timing couldn't have been more perfect."
"You're not the same shy, frozen girl you were six years ago. I don't think my big brother was expecting that."
"It's different behind the camera. For me, anyway. I can be anyone they need me to be and today I'm a rockstar's girlfriend slash dancer."
He nods with a smile. "I smell trouble."
"Smells good, doesn't it?" I laugh. "Seriously, it's only a few days. How much trouble can we get into in that amount of time?"
Ben raises his eyebrows. "Watching you two? A whole f*ck of a lot."
"It'll be fine."
"Girl," he says shaking his head. He never finishes the sentence as we take our places once again.
Now, after stripping off the slut-wear and unzipping and pulling off these seriously sexy but feet killing boots, I let out a moan and rub my aching feet. I change back into my comfy clothes, move to sit in this amazingly relaxing chair, just before setting my feet into a foot massage basin.
"I really, really love you Spenser."
"Oh, I know it, gorgeous."
"Not just for the foot massage or the fact that you spritzed me with each wardrobe change."