“Why isn’t he good?”
“He was in a juvenile detention facility during his teens. He was from the wrong side of the tracks. Got into trouble. Found religion in jail, mostly because he thought he would get out faster. All of that was wiped from his record when he turned eighteen. So her daddy has no idea. Nathan and Jackson really aren’t that different at the core. And Nathan has an ulterior motive. Daddy is rich. He bought some land outside of town for the church to use as a camp. Underneath it is loads of oil. Nathan wants to swindle Daddy out of the land by marrying his daughter. But he has to act like he can resist you.”
“This just keeps getting better. What a messed up story. I love it. Am I gonna tempt Nathan? Make him be bad?”
“Actually, he thinks he’s making you bad. He thinks if you sleep with him, you’ll fall in love with him. Remember, he thinks you are a good girl. Because that’s what your daddy told him.”
“Oh, that’s awesome. Who do I end up with?”
“Who do you think you should end up with?”
She smacks her hands together in mock prayer, thinking. “I think audiences will want the bad boy, Jackson. They tend to cheer for the underdog, but I’m assuming that in this story, the good boy is the underdog. And what a twist it will be that she actually falls for the guy her dad chose. I say she finds out he’s a fraud, he makes the right choice in the end, and then she chooses him.”
“She does.”
“Knox for the win!” she yells, holding her arms up in the air, as Knox opens the door.
Her eyes get big and she quickly pulls her arms down.
Knox gives Jennifer his bad boy smirk. “I’m all about the win, sugar.”
I fake pout. “And here I thought I was the only one you called sugar.”
“Don’t worry, Keatyn, you know what we’ll be doing tonight. I’m looking forward to it.” He winks at me.
“What are you doing tonight?” Jennifer asks, her eyes still big.
“Jennifer, Knox,” I say, ignoring his reference to the sex scenes we’re filming later today. “Have you two ever met?”
“Not formally,” Knox says. “Although she did give me a hot kiss after she won the Oscar.”
She covers her face with her hand. “Note to self: Don’t do shots at the Oscars. Ever. Again.”
“Unless, you win,” I add, causing her to uncover her face and laugh.
“That’s right,” Knox says, sitting on the couch next to her. “Unless you win.”
She holds out her hand. “It’s nice to meet you.”
He takes her hand in his, stroking it gently. “I liked our first meeting better. We should have a repeat.”
Jennifer laughs. If there’s one thing Knox knows how to do, it’s how to put a coworker at ease.
Although, he’s probably serious.
“Knox, Jennifer needs to meet with Dallas to go over the contract. I’d love for the two of you to do a scene together soon.”
“I’ll do a scene for you right now. Jennifer, follow my lead.”
He leans closer to her and starts reciting lines from the Daddy’s Angel script. Obviously, he talked Riley into giving him a copy because he sure as hell didn’t get it from me.
He glides his hand slowly across her shoulder, the sexual intent very clear. “Angel, in this case, I don’t think your daddy knows best. Your body is yours to give to any man you deem worthy.”
Jennifer, who hasn’t seen the script, heaves her chest toward him, giving a full shot of cleavage, and licks her lips. “Are you worthy, Nathan?”
Knox pushes her hair behind her ear and softly kisses her neck. “I’m kissing your neck.”
A little gasp escapes from Jennifer’s mouth. I can’t tell if it’s her real reaction or brilliant acting but, either way, it’s perfect.
“Now, I’m kissing your lips,” Knox says, putting his lips against Jennifer’s. She’s sitting with her hands to her side. Like she’s in shock.
And I’m thinking she is, until she says, “You shouldn’t be,” wraps her arms around his neck, and deepens their kiss.
They are now totally making out.
I see a shadow cross over them, look up, and see Riley standing outside the glass, pointing down.
He mouths, What the fuck?
“Now, I’m going to kiss your breasts,” I hear Knox say.
“Knox!” I yell. “Cut!”
Jennifer smacks him on the arm in a cute way, then narrows her eyes at him. “Is that even a line?”
Knox stays close to her, seriously flirting and holding her gaze. “No, but it should be.”
Riley bursts through my door, dragging Dallas along with him.
He takes Jennifer’s hand and pulls her up off the couch. “Jennifer, Dallas will see you now. And, Knox, you’re fired.”
Jennifer is still swooning, and stumbles as she follows Dallas out the door because her eyes are locked with Knox’s.
As soon as the door shuts, Riley says to Knox, “What the fuck was that?”