“It was awesome. I did a really intense scene with Kellie, and she was amazing.
Zoey’s big brown eyes light up. “The one where she shares the loss of her boyfriend to cancer with Kurt?”
“Yeah, that one.”
“I can’t wait to see the dailies.”
“Ditto. And tonight, we shot an action scene downtown. A car chase. I had to fire a gun.”
“Really?”
“Yeah! Major cliffhanger ending. The writers re-worked it.”
“Tell me!”
“When Kurt fires his gun at The Locust and says, “Get it! Got it? Good!” a big motherf*ck
er truck heads straight into him.” Not wanting to upset her, I deliberately don’t mention that my rage toward Donatelli fueled my performance.
“Oh my God!”
She says the words so loudly she wakes up Gucci. His eyes pop open, and upon seeing us, he wags his tail.
Zoey immediately shifts her attention to the little dog. “Hi, cutie pie.”
The little dog looks up at her with love in his big brown eyes. I gaze at her with my own puppy-eyes. Our eyes connect.
“Zo, it’s late. Let’s call it a night.”
“Yeah, that’s a good idea.” She puts Gucci on my lap. “He’s all yours.”
Is she kidding? My cock’s going to be dog food! I freeze. To my great surprise, the dog doesn’t growl or nip at me. He simply curls up. But I still don’t trust him. I think he may be bi-polar. And bi-sexual.
“Zoey…”
“What?”
“If I have to sleep with Gucci tonight, I want you to sleep with me. I’m afraid he still hates my guts and will bite my nuts.”
She giggles. “Brandon—”
I cut her off. “I mean purely platonically. You wear your PJs, and I’ll wear some sweats and a T-shirt.” I pause. “And a pair of sneakers in case the beast goes for my toes.” I should probably also wear a ball cup for extra protection, I add silently.
She pets the little monster, strumming her exquisite fingers on his head. Gucci’s in seventh heaven.
“Well, Zoey?”
She squirms. “I don’t know.”
I flick the tip of her nose. “Well, I do. I’m your boss, and if you want to keep your job, I’d be marching to my bedroom.”
We’re in bed. My bed.
The three of us. Me, Zoey, and The Gooch.
Each of us in some form of pajamas. Each of us on our backs. I have to admit, it’s a pretty comical sight. Especially Gucci between us, clad in his pink Hello Kitty PJs, with all four paws in the air.
There’s only one problem. I can’t sleep on my back.
“Zoey, roll over.”
“Why?”
“Just do it.”
“Fine.” She hurls the word at me, and as she rolls over, so do I. Before getting squished in the middle, Gucci scuttles and curls up on Zoey’s pillow. I draw Zoey in close to me until I’m spooning her. Every luscious curve of her body hugs me in all the right places. She feels warm and smells delicious. A heady blend of lavender and honey. One of my arms wraps around her supple breasts while her firm ample ass grazes the crown of my cock. I can’t help it. My cock blissfully swells and brushes against her backside.
“Mmmm,” I moan.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah.” More than okay. I don’t think I’ve ever snuggled with a girl in bed. This is not something Katrina and I do. We haven’t even spent a night together since my release from the hospital and I’ve had no desire. Katrina’s body is taut, all sharp bones and angles, while Zoey’s is soft, curvy, and inviting. You’d think I’d like to bury my hard cock inside her, but right now, cuddling trumps f*ck
ing. Cocooning her with my body, I feel a oneness with her. Something I’ve never felt with Katrina. Or perhaps any human being. Zoey’s made me feel a lot of things I’ve never felt before with anyone. And it’s the little everyday things. Be it watching TV, sharing a sandwich, or taking a walk. I’m the happiest I’ve been since my accident. Maybe the happiest I’ve ever been. She’s made me realize the feelings that are in your heart are there forever. Even when the memory forgets. I kiss her scalp lightly.
Zoey’s soft raspy voice sounds in the darkness. “Sweet dreams, Brandon.”
“Same to you.” I shut my eyes and hope I’m in them. Sleep overtakes me before dark thoughts of Donatelli vanquish the delicious sensation I feel.
Zoey
The following Thursday rolls around quickly. Both Brandon and I are up at the crack of dawn. He’s got an eight o’clock flight to catch from Van Nuys Airport. The Conquest Broadcasting corporate jet is flying him to New York. It’ll land at four p.m. at Teterboro Airport in New Jersey where he’ll be met by a helicopter that will take him into Manhattan. Once the helicopter lands, a limo will take him directly to the Ed Sullivan Theater where David Letterman tapes his show. Brandon and Katrina are his first guests.