Page 31 of The Naughty Week
“Really? What if I choose to pack up and leave Kington? I could pack a suitcase and be out of here.”
The way he looks at her is intoxicating.
“You won’t leave. You won’t so much as pack a thing.”
And from the way he looks at her, it’s obvious. She won’t pack up and leave. Not even now she knows the truth – that the Count is a vampire who controls the whole village.
“Time for popcorn,” Josh says as the scene changes, and hands over the caramel coated pack. He grins when I take it from him. “Jeez, Ells, honestly. You’re sucked in so bad it’s hilarious.”
“Interesting choice of words,” Heath says from my other side, and I jump as he lunges at me with his mouth open wide. But he’s only fucking joking. He nips at my shoulder, then pulls away, taking a handful of popcorn on his way.
I can’t help but be kinda disappointed.
Josh is right, I am sucked in by the new series. The episodes zoom by, and I fire questions at Heath like there’s no tomorrow every time the credits roll. I am right back in Kington Springs, watching the tension between Polly and the Count grow and unfold now she knows the truth.
In this new round of episodes he ghosts a whole load more visitors in the woodland, and reveals the sacred past of Mackay, and by the time the finale approaches and the outside hunters arrive to interrogate Polly, she chooses crazy loyalty for the man who makes her bleed for fun. Because he does make her bleed for fun. A lot.
I groan when the end scene appears, knowing how the next cliffhanger is going to unfold.
The hunters have Polly as a ransom. Of course they do.
And will the Count surrender, really?
How the fuck is he going to rescue her from the swarms of bounty hunters in the village if he doesn’t?
“No spoilers,” Heath says before I get the chance to ask him. “The next part of the plot is strictly confidential.”
“Just a clue! Please!”
He shakes his head, and damn him, he’s insanely smoking hot in his Count getup. I’m as devoted to him as the woman on the screen.
“Come on, Heath, just a teaser!”
He zips his mouth. “My lips are sealed.”
I groan, because there’s no way he’s going to reveal anything. His adherence to confidentiality is as solid as Josh’s.
“Bloopers, then. You said there were outtakes. Come on, I’m desperate!”
“You really want to watch the bloopers after the grand finale of the series?”
“Um, YES.”
Josh leans in. “Heath, that’s the most ridiculous question I’ve ever heard. She’d watch every scene from every possible angle if she could.”
Heath laughs. “Yes, I can see that,genius. Maybe I’m just keen to hear her enthusiasm.”
“Hear her beg, you mean?”
“I’ll beg,” I butt in. “Happily. No problem.”
“Let’s save any begging for later.” Heath flicks the remote. “Outtakes it is.”
It’s so bizarre to see scenes with the wordcutsounding out amidst the action. I’ve watched plenty of online videos of people on the set, with candid snippets, but nothing as professional as this. These are outtakes from the actual filming.
I almost piss myself laughing when Heath trips up on a woodland branch, going sprawling into the undergrowth, fully suited. He scrambles to his feet, and his pristine shirt is covered in mud. The way he swipes it down as the cast laugh around him is spectacular.Fuck sake, everyone, it’s not you who has to go back to wardrobe!
There are plenty of blooper scenes where people goof up their lines, or get the giggles, but there are a set of them that have me transfixed. One of the woodland scenes where Polly Annafallsinto the Count’s arms.
