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Freya watched him pull on a pair of blue jeans. It was little times like these she thanked the Lord for him.
‘How much sex, violence and foul language in the script?’ she asked.
‘Um… minimal sex, a couple of F-words, but a reasonable amount of violence.’
‘I’m surprised they haven’t upped the nudity, seeing as you aren’t opposed to getting it all out on camera,’ Freya said, giggling.
‘I don’t get it out for just anyone, you know,’ he insisted.
‘No?’ she asked, moving across the room towards him.
‘No.’
‘Well, I think you should go back to them and say you want at least ten more butt scenes. That would be what I’d want out of a movie,’ Freya told him.
She stopped him from buttoning up his shirt and smoothed her hands over his stomach, moving them up to his chest.
‘It would, would it?’ he responded, pulling her top upwards.
‘Hmm… and… maybe not!’
She let him go and bounded out of the bedroom.
‘Hey! Come back here! There are names for women like you,’ Nicholas called out, chasing her onto the landing.
Freya screamed and hurried down the stairs, heading for the kitchen.
‘Come here, you tease,’ he ordered as he followed her, at speed, around the breakfast bar and back out of the kitchen, down the hallway towards the front door.
‘Stop right there or I open the front door. It’s freezing and Donny’s there and Kevin and two other faces I don’t recognise,’ Freya threatened, referring to the photographers outside their home.
‘I’m not the one who’s going to have my clothes ripped off,’ Nicholas warned, pushing her against the door and kissing her neck.
‘Unbolting the door right now. It’s going to be the centre spread in Shooting Stars magazine,’ Freya said, reaching up to pull the chain off the door latch.
‘OK, OK, you win,’ Nicholas conceded, stepping back from her with a sigh.
‘I’m sorry. I’d love nothing more than to have you out of those jeans, but I can’t be late this morning,’ Freya reminded him.
‘I know, I know, it’s Sadie Fox. And no matter what a tyrant she is, I know you would love to photograph for her,’ Nicholas replied.
‘Think of the money we could give to charity. She seriously over pays.’
‘I know, you said, it’s fine. You can leave me frustrated; I’ll deal,’ Nicholas answered, kissing her cheek.
‘I’ll make it up to you. Listen, there’s leftover pizza if you want breakfast. I’m going to have to dash,’ Freya said, looking at her watch.
‘Without even a cup of tea?’ He raised an eyebrow.
‘Oh I’ve had a cup of tea and I’ve fed Willis and the photographers have had tea too. And I did all that while I was trying to find my Wednesday pants,’ Freya informed him with a smile.
‘You are one amazing woman,’ Nicholas told her.
‘And don’t you forget it. Speaking of not forgetting things… you have remembered we’re going to Sam and Jolie’s tonight for Sam’s birthday, haven’t you?’ Freya asked. She took her handbag from where it hung over the banister.
‘Is that tonight?’
‘You mean the efficient Sandra hasn’t emailed you your schedule yet? Yes, it’s tonight so could you drop into Masons and pick up the fancy-dress outfits on your way through?’ Freya asked him.
