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And I accidentally see everything.
And I can’t believe something that long and thick and... veiny can hang from a man so freely. It’s so... masculine.
It’s a better view than the view outside.
Victor doesn’t give a damn. He’s so confident. He’s not hiding any part of him.
I quickly avert my eyes, but it’s definitely too late.
I was not supposed to see that.
I was not supposed to see Victor naked.
But it did kinda turn me on. I mean, I am biting my lip just thinking of the man’s chiseled physique and his perfect muscles and his V shape leading straight down into... that...
Oh no. It’s happened to me too.
Am I horny? Am I lusting for the most handsome man in the world?
33
JOSIE
I try not to seem uncomfortable in the nice dress as we ride the VIP elevator down to the hotel lobby, but it’s very hard not to when you never get the chance to wear something as fancy as this. It’s been a long time since I’ve gone out for a proper dinner dressed up. Tonight is very much needed to refill my very neglected going-out cup.
“You look beautiful, Josie.”
The dark, lingering words from Victor seem to shower down over my entire body as I try to remain composed in the elevator. I can’t believe he said that. Beautiful. I can’t believe he just dropped that word like it means nothing.
I blush. I can’t control myself.
“Thank you, Victor.”
I’m trying my best to seem unfazed by his words, but that’s getting impossible.
The man stares at me, his blue eyes penetrating my very being...
It’s all fake, though. I gotta remember that with every interaction. Fake boyfriend. Fake girlfriend. Fake relationship. He might have nice words, but they are in service of something that isn’t real, and I gotta remember that.
The elevator doors ding open, and we step out into the hotel’s massive shining lobby. This has got to be, by far, the best hotel I’ve ever entered in my entire life. And now we’re going to be living here for weeks and weeks whilst Victor films his movie and becomes an even bigger movie star.
Evelyn is already waiting for us in the lobby. I’ve come to slowly figure out that she is Victor’s external consciousness. He’s so damn carefree and cocky and confident that he somehow needs a wound-up Evelyn by his side at all times, getting him to hurry the fuck up. I feel sorry for her helpless heart – the strain she exhibits must keep it beating at the same pace as a sprinter all the freaking time.
“You’ve got the screenplay memorized?” she asks him when she sees him, panic written across her face as she thinks of another thing to worry about.
Victor merely smiles.
“First Josie and now you, Evelyn. Everyone keeps asking me that. Of course I have the screenplay memorized. You know me.”
“Okay. Good. Excellent. I’ll tick that off the list.”
Victor places a friendly, warm hand on the publicist’s shoulder.
“How about you take a night off, Evelyn? You need the rest.”
“But I’ve got so much work to do...”
“Just take the night off,” Victor says quietly. “Have a bath. Eat a good meal. You deserve it. I’ll let you know if I suddenly catch on fire.”
