Page 71 of Out of the Shadow

After I’m done, I collapse on top of her, our heads sharing the same pillow and our mouths sucking in the same air. I’ve never felt so complete as when I’m with Angie.

Beneath me, she stirs. “Can’t. Breathe.”

Oh, shit! How could I be so careless? “Sorry!” I roll off of her, our bodies separating with a squishy sound from all the sweat between us. We both laugh as I leave to take care of the condom.

Once we’ve somewhat recovered, I flip the blankets down so we can crawl under them and get some sleep. I’m exhausted. Normally, I don’t do sleepovers, but nothing about my connection with Angie is normal for me.

She sits up and checks the clock. “I didn’t realize the time. I’d better get back home.”

I kiss her lips. “Stay here tonight. You can drive back in the morning.”

She giggles. “It’s already morning. No, it’ll be easier to get up on time if I’m in my own apartment. There won’t be any distractions.” She throws her legs over the side of the bed.

Shaking my head, I try to get her to stay, but she’s adamant. By the time I stand up, she’s already back in her skirt and is pulling her shirt down over her braless tits. I stop right in front of her. “Sure there’s nothing I can do to make you stay?”

She folds at her waist and kisses my cock, which has already risen to half-mast. “I wish. But, no.” She grabs her purse. “I’ll see you at the office later, okay?”

Alone and naked, I sit down on the bed and run my hand over my stubble. My body screams for some rest, so I get under the covers—which smell like Angie. I fall into a deep sleep, like I don’t have a care in the world.

I WAKE UPbright and early and go to my new trial gym to work out. Some women shoot me welcoming looks, but I don’t reciprocate. If I had a shred of doubt about my future with Angie before last night, it’s gone. I’m a taken man. And I like it.A lot.

Showered and back at my apartment, I set out the ingredients for my usual protein shake breakfast. Knowing that we’re starting to film the final episode of the show tomorrow, I pull up Blaine’s contact info and give him a call.

We discuss how the first episodes have gone. I’m proud of what we’ve done, and Blaine seems to be as well. “Is Let’s Do It! happy with what they’ve seen so far?”

“They are. They think it’s going to be a runaway hit. I’ll bet you they order season two before this one even airs.”

A steady paycheck. A boon to Russo Real Estate. Win-win in my book. Not to mention that I’ll be sharing the screen with Angie, even if we have to keep pretending we’re fighting. “That would be great.”

“Are you sure you can stand working with Angie for another season?”

I almost laugh. He doesn’t have a clue about what’s been going on between Angie and me. Which is sort of the point of the show. But I’m bursting to share the news, and since Blaine’s a bit of a romantic, I don’t hesitate to say, “More than you know.”

“Something you want to tell me?”

“Perceptive.” I grab a glass from the cabinet and walk over to the freezer to add ice. “I can’t believe I’m about to confess this to my producer, but Angie and I have been hanging out.”

“Hanging out, hanging out? Like having sex?”

His tone of voice tells me he’s shocked. I chuckle. “Guess that means we’re better actors than you originally thought, huh?” I pour the ingredients into the Vitamix.

“Holy shit, man. I’ve seen the dailies and had no idea you two are hate-banging.”

I put the ice into the Vitamix and set my glass down on the island. “It’s not like that, Blaine. She’s different, you know?” I turn it on.

When the whirling stops, he asks, “Are you telling me you’ve fallen inlovewith her? The almighty King, captured by a mere commoner?”

“Now wait a minute. Hold your horses there. I didn’t say anything about love.” Although, now that he mentions it…

“Do you think about her when you’re not together?”

Remembering my outing this morning at the gym, I reply, “All the time.”

“Buy her gifts?”

“I’ve sent her flowers and chocolates.” Which reminds me, I better send her something to honor what we shared last night. Maybe some lingerie? Nah, she’s perfect naked.

“Long walks on the beach? Overnights in each other’s beds?”

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