Mark and Jenny came over having picked out the scene they wanted us to read. And on with the show…..

“So…you guys are in this life and death struggle….and you meet and its intense…kinda up against a wall intense…you know? And you guys feel it…you know? And don’t feel it…more like let the feeling come? Ok….take your time….let us know when you both are ready.”

Carmen looks at me. Then she looks back to Jenny who had just made that eloquent speech. I looked over to Mark who looked liked he was about to die of laughter. Carmen walked over to the couch in the middle of the room. She was waiting on me to join her. So I did. I walked over and thanked god that it was just Mark and Jenny and the a few producers…

I sat down on the couch and Carmen sat on my lap facing me. I remember thinking that I had never smelled something so wonderful as the perfume she was wearing that day. I remember thinking how hot she was, not in the sense of her beauty which is stunning really stunning, but more in the furnace of her skin. Her heat coming to a boil when she ran her fingers along my lips and read her lines.

“You’re hurt.”

At first I was to shocked by the feel of her fingers. She said it again lower like it came from somewhere inside her, wanting to be inside me.

“You’re hurt..”

“I know….Scottie….he does these things……I don’t know….I feel like a comet is gonna take us….end this….”

“Why didn’t you leave when you had the chance?”

“I really can’t answer that……I just didn’t want to leave you here…..”

“Sandy….this isn’t going to end well…”

“Its good you guys really good, but Carmen you should run you fingers along Shane’s eyebrow you know…she is cut and bleeding, having turned her back on her whole life to save yours….the moment should have this air of desire and fear…..yeah like that…and Shane try to get closer to Carmen………..like you are dying to fuck her right there….like nothing exists….get as close…as you can….but take your time…Good that’s it…..ok…..”

“You’re hurt.” Fingers grazing my imaginary wound.

“I know, Scottie does these things…….” Hands pulling her closer. Heat of her breasts touching me. “I don’t know…..I feel like a comet is gonna take us……” Lips on her chin.  “……end this…….”

“Wishful thinking……you just…..want to die…” Lips meeting mine. Not scripted.

God it felt like we just kissed and floated and kissed…..for hours. She pulled away. Got up, a little flustered a little annoyed….They loved it though, claps and cheers all around. I sat back on the sofa rummaging in pocket for my smokes…

“God that’s what it was..”

“Excuse me?”

“That thing jabbing me was your cigarettes?”

“Oh yeah sorry about that.”

“You really shouldn’t smoke its bad for you…and you still have cigarette breath and if I have to kiss you for six months that is gonna be a problem….”

“I can chew gum…”

“Whatever are we done here?”

“Oh absolutely Carmen you where sensational….wasn’t she sensational Mark…Tina…..Helena…wasn’t she great?” Jenny asked.

Yes all around.

“And Shane…goodness Shane…that low velvet voice of yours…..swoon…Carmen honey this role is perfect…”

“Well let me know..Ok…..Shane nice to see you again….its been a long time…work on that smoking thing….”  

And just as fast as she came she went. I was offered the part officially and accepted. I remember driving home thinking how this was the beginning of something. Little did I know that patience,  a change in director and falling in love with my co-star would test my limits…..

To be continued…….