“I don’t really know you, but I’m attracted to you. I’ve had to do a scene where we were nearly naked, and it was way too comfortable. My heart, young as it might be, is very much wanting you, but I’m conflicted. Like I said, I don’t really know you. I know the guy from television. It’s not possible for something between us to work. I’m too naïve and trusting. I’m going to get hurt, and if I do this short film with you, I’m sure my career isn’t the only thing that will take a serious hit.”
Sean sat on the steps to his trailer. He rested his elbows on his knees. The sweat on his body glistened in the early sun. The man embodied sex and sinful delights, but he was truly off-limits.
“I’m sorry,” Jonathan said. “Maybe Owen will end up being hit by a stray bullet or something. Then the movie won’t have to be made.” He closed his eyes, not wanting to look at the distress on Sean’s face. “I’m sorry. I’ll leave you alone.”
“No.” Sean hopped up from his seat. “I’m not letting you do this.”
“No? I’m a grown man. I can walk away if I want.”
“You said you wanted a career in the movies.” Sean stepped into Jonathan’s personal space, forcing Jonathan to look him in the eye. “I’ve been down the screwed up path and made it out alive. I’ve even gone the perfectly paved road where everything was handed to me. Tony isn’t handing you this role because he likes you or because someone thinks you’re my boy toy. You earned that role. You might not like me very much, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to let you screw this up. I like you. A lot. This short film will be good for us. Will we end up together? I have no fucking idea, but I’d sure like to see what kind of magic we can create on the big screen. You don’t come across chemistry like ours every day. Lots of actors and actresses work like hell to make the audience think they’re in love with their costar. Sometimes, it works; sometimes, it doesn’t.”
“You’re making this hard.” Jonathan balled his fists. Part of him wanted to reach for Sean. The chemistry, as Sean called it, was undeniable, but was it only sexual?
“You’re damn right I’m making this hard.” Sean’s voice cracked. He thrust both hands into his hair. “I’ll beg if I need to. I’m not above putting my soul on the line. I want to make this film, and I need you to be in it with me. Take a leap of faith.”
Jonathan pressed his lips together. Had he been expecting Sean to say something romantic like, I’ll beg…I love you? That wasn’t going to happen. Not a chance. But he had said he liked Jonathan. That had to count for something, right?
“Come on,” Sean pleaded. “What do you say?”
“What do you say about what?” Tony appeared beside Sean. “Are we practicing for the short film?”
“Something like that,” Sean mumbled.
“Good.” Tony grinned at Jonathan. “Kade is writing up the script right now. He’s been up all night. Once that kid gets an idea into his head, I get out of his way.” He waved between Sean and Jonathan. “I’ve got a proposition for you. Since it’s going to be a couple of days before Kade gets the initial script done, and I get the funding secured, I want you two to pick an apartment building here in Cleveland. Preferably one that’s got decent security so the studio can keep an eye on you. I want you two to live together for the next month. What do you say?”
“You’re throwing us together,” Sean said. “Is this like a spy thing? Or do you actually think it’ll build camaraderie between us?”
“I’ll do it,” Jonathan said, before he changed his mind. Things would be crazy complicated if they couldn’t make the living arrangement work, but then again, it could be really sexy living with Sean Banks.
“You will?” Sean’s eyes widened. When he wasn’t putting on the actor shield or the jackass act, he looked all of his twenty-four years. He’d always be