Page 103 of Method Acting

“I don’t even know what I’m doing here,” I mumbled, turning for the door.

He grabbed my hand, his eyes finally serious. “Thank you. For coming to clear the air and to calm me down. I’m glad we talked.”

This sincerity, the adorable, too-sweet, stupidly hot side of him. The side of him that wasn’t a freaking child, that wasn’t the confident guy he portrayed himself to be. The side of him that showed his vulnerability, his need to be liked.

The side of him you want to hold onto forever.

It’s just a shame it’s attached to the incredibly frustrating side of him.

“I’m glad we talked too. And in two days, when all the filming is done and we’re back to just being us—just Chase and Amos, and not Dominic or Elijah—we’ll see how we feel.”

He nodded. “Okay. Sounds good.” Then he licked his lips and frowned. “You know what I said about the no-sex thing? Well, that didn’t include kissing.” He pointed to his lips. His full, inviting, sexy as fuck lips. “Maybe a kiss will make me feel better.”

Why did I put up with his shit?

Why did I fall for the cute, playful bullshit, every single time?

Because I want to kiss him every chance I get.

Because, despite how hard I tried not to, I’d fallen for him too.

I put my finger to his chin and tilted his face upward, making him look me in the eye. And I slowly pressed my lips to his. Soft and warm, never moving to deepen the kiss, just sweet and chaste.

It made my blood run warm and my heart skip a beat.

“Feel better?” I asked.

He nodded. “Much.”

I rested my forehead against his and closed my eyes. “Same. I’m glad we talked.” Then I sighed and pulled back. “I’m not glad I followed you here, found your house locked, then had to track down your best friend to come let me in. I could have done without that. I also missed a class today. I could have done without that too. I also had to explain a few things to Deirdre. Could have done without that. But yes, I’m glad we talked.”

He narrowed his brows. “What did you have to explain to her?”

“That things got . . . complicated between us.”

“Ugh.” Then he shrugged. “Did you tell her the sex was hot as fuck?”

“No. I didn’t tell her that.”

“You should have. Then maybe she’d understand.”

“I think she got the gist of what I meant.”

“What’s that?”

I shrugged. “That the physical closeness, the staring into each other’s eyes exercises and the kissing exercises we did might have made us closer than she’d intended. And that it’s really no wonder that Max and Holly were struggling with it.” I shrugged again. “And I told her method acting sucks ass.”

He nodded. “You know, eating ass is one thing I’ve never done.”

I closed my eyes and sighed. “Christ.”

He laughed. “Wanna try it?”

I grabbed his hand and pulled him out of his room. “Not today.”

“Tomorrow?”

“Probably not.”

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