Leading Lady by Bette Hawkins

Author:Bette Hawkins [Hawkins, Bette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B0C1KWDY4F
Goodreads: 125198186
Publisher: Bella Books
Published: 2023-04-26T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-two

They were filming up near the tree line, the characters sheltering under the canopy. Andie, Skye, and Darryl had come down late the day before, checking out the area to make sure it would work as a double for the death scene. They hadn’t found any reason why it couldn’t.

Andie gathered the skeleton crew to talk. True to their plan, there was only herself, one camera operator, the boom guy, and the actors on the set. Carol had cleared everyone from the monitors, relaying that the actors were uncomfortable with being watched as they shot the love scene, even from a distance.

This production was her first time working with both crew members, but she trusted them. Enough, anyway. The camera operator, Frankie, had worked on a couple of her father’s movies but didn’t seem overly loyal to him. An old-school professional, he just wanted to do his job and go home.

The boom guy, Joel, was less of a known quantity, but he and Darryl were tight. They had a beer together most nights, and she was confident that he’d keep it to himself if Darryl asked him to. Joel and Frankie would only know part of the story, anyway.

When she’d briefed the crew, Andie, Darryl, and Skye stood in a tight circle a few feet away from the set.

“You both all good to go for Plan A? Are there any questions?” asked Andie.

They’d joked about code names the night before. The kissing scene was Plan A, the murder scene Plan B. Skye shook her head, all business. You’d never know they had been holding hands a couple of hours ago.

“Just to check in, when you tell us we’ve got it, that’s when I’ll start acting unsatisfied. That’s the moment I say I want to talk to you, right?” Darryl asked.

“Perfect,” she said, patting his shoulder. He must be nervous as fuck because they’d gone over this a million times last night.

They got into their places, in the sand under the trees. Andie made an effort to forget about Plan B and readied herself to direct them to a successful Plan A.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” Darryl said, after a kiss, running his arms up and down Skye’s shoulders.

“I know, we shouldn’t. I can’t seem to help it,” she said, hand behind his neck as they kissed again.

Andie cleared her throat. She’d directed plenty of kissing scenes, but she’d never felt this way before. She had to detach because she’d feel jealous if she didn’t. It was stupid. They turned on the heat for the camera, but she knew it was awkward for them as well.

Between takes, they pulled away as soon as the word “cut” was out of her mouth, then chatted with studied indifference.

They ran the takes and angles, her discomfort growing when Darryl lifted Skye’s tank top over her head. They’d agreed that she would be stripped down to her bra, and he would end up shirtless. They were both happy to do it, partly because it lent more credibility to the request for a closed set.

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