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He may never tell me why he’s so sensitive to it, but he should at least know I’m not afraid of working with him.
“I’ll think about it,” he tells me.
“If I become known as your photographerfirst, I’ll actually get less scrutiny,” I tell him. “No one questions a celebrity for getting photos taken. Even if people did look me up, they’d find that I’ve been an artist for a long time. It would be on our terms.”
Suddenly I hear the sound of footsteps on the balcony, and Emily returns inside.
“They’re awesome,” she says, smiling at Logan. “The car should be here to pick them up in a few, but that was a good meeting. Now, I hate to say it, Chase, but I need Logan for an hour or two. He has to go over some extremely boring, extremely important contracts with me.”
“Let’s do it,” Logan tells her. “By the way, Chase, there are a bunch of different baguette sandwiches out on the balcony if you’d like one. Feel free.”
“I was just on my way out. Emily, I’ll have that dessert order ready for pickup by six.”
“You’re a god. Thanks,” she tells me.
Logan gives me a nod.
I head down the entryway to leave.
I shut the suite door and walk back out into the hallway with all this fizz of energy still in my body, but now it has nowhere to go, and it’s kind of making me feel like I’m crazy.
I wanted to stay that close to Logan.
No.
What I really wanted was to sink my teeth into his lower lip, get him naked, tackle him to the floor and edge his cock until he can’t help but give me all his cum again, so much goddamn cum it shouldn’t even be physically possible for one man to produce in those amounts, andnghh,fuck, I’m so attracted to him it’s almost painful.
I get into the elevator and rip open the envelope Logan gave me, shaking out the contents.
And multiple crisp, fresh hundred-dollar bills fall into my hand.
I count them, my stomach twisting into a knot.
“Oh,fuckyou,” I mutter under my breath.
CHAPTER 15
LOGAN
“Give me just a moment,” I tell Emily as I walk past her again in the living room, heading for the end of the suite.
The other actors just left, and I’m so physically distracted that I can’t go over dry, boring contracts unless I do something about it.
Not seeing Chase for a week was supposed tohelp. But it seemed to only make everything ten times worse.
It’s like I’ve been holding up a dam inside me. It almost broke on the video call last week, but now it just got destroyed.
I’m flooded withhim.As I walk down the hall, my cock is aching like a fucking heavy weight between my legs, and I feel like I could come just from brushing up against the couch a little too closely. There’s something seriously wrong with me, because it’s been like this since I finally broke down and told Chase how badly I’ve missed him, and it only got worse when he stroked his hand down my back.
I need to keep my sanity intact right now.
And there’s only one way to ensure that.
Em gives me a short wave, her eyes already laser-focused on the paperwork on the table. She reads those types of thingsvery closely, and I expect she’ll be deep in that document for at least the next 20 minutes.
I head to the end of the hall in the suite, stride through the master bedroom, and shut the door to the bathroom.
My skin is molten hot, my button-down cloying against my skin.
