Page 175 of My Five Daddies

I raise an eyebrow, surprised, and look around. Nobody seems shocked bythat.

“Uh, no,” Jackson says. “I don’t kiss my mother thatway.”

Holly is studiously not looking at him as Lionel walksover.

“Listen to me, Jackson. You must woo her, kiss her like she’s the only woman alive. Yes, you know what I mean bythis?”

“Uh, yeah,” Jackson says. He glances in my direction and I grin back athim

“Come here,” Lionel says to Jackson. “Don’t be shy, boy, comehere.”

Jackson walks over to the odd German director. Lionel steps up to Jackson and puts his hands on Jackson’s waist. I can instantly tell that Jackson is super uncomfortable with this, but I can’t help but grin evenbigger.

“Like this, you see? You must caress her. Make her feel loved, like a sexual woman. You hear,yes?”

“I hear you,” Jackson grunts. “You don’t need todemonstrate.”

“I do need to demonstrate. What, youshy??

“Not shy,” Jackson says. “Just don’t think you’re mytype.

For a second, Lionel looks insulted. The whole set holds its breath, since Lionel is actually famous for flying off the handle at any small thing. I’m sure that Jackson doesn’t know anything about Lionel’s reputation, though. If he did, he might have been a little smarter aboutit.

But instead, Lionel starts laughing and lets him go. “Yes, well, I am not pretty woman like Holly,” Lionelsays.

“No, you’re not,” Jackson answers, lookingrelieved.

“Go again! This time, kiss herbetter!”

I watch them do the scene again, and that weirdness is still between them. This time though, it doesn’t look like there’s a strong sexual chemistry. This time, I see it for what itis.

They look a little awkward. I can’t tell if it’s Holly or if it’s Jackson, but they’re clearly bothtrying.

Even still, when he kisses her, I feel that tinge of jealousy get at me again. I know I shouldn’t feel this way, since it’s a freaking movie set, but I can’t help it. Jackson isn’t mine and probably never will be, but I still don’t like watching him kiss someone else right in front ofme.

Eventually they get a take that Lionel is happy with, and the day continues from there. Jackson gets all beat up and sweaty for some action sequences, and Holly disappears back into her trailer since she’s not in these shots. Meanwhile, I get absorbed in my own work, and I slowly forget about that jealous moment I hadearlier.

At the end of the day, I’m in wardrobe going through the costumes for tomorrow. I need to make sure that they stay the same so that there are no continuity issues in shooting. There can’t be a single thread out of place these days, since everything is shot in such glorious highdefinition.

“I saw youearlier.”

I start and turn around. Jackson is leaning against the door, his arms crossed over hischest.

“What?” I askhim.

“Watching that kiss. I saw yourface.”

I frown at him. “I was busy laughing at Lionel trying to make sweet love toyou.”

He grins and walks into the room. I’m intensely aware that we’re very alone in here, but of course I’m not afraid of Jackson. I’m more nervous for what I mightdo.

“Lionel couldn’t handle allthis.”

I can’t help but laugh at that. “I don’t know. I hear he’s prettystrong.”

“Maybe, but Lionel is European. He can’t take all this Americanpower.”

I grin at him and shake my head. “He’s German. They’re pretty toughpeople.”

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