Page 22 of For the Cameras
I bit my lip, sending off the message. My head was swimming. I was more than a little bit too turned on, so I went to my other notifications to try to clear my head.
A smile came over my face when I saw a text message from Adam’srealnumber, in my regular texts app.
Adam Richardsen: Chase, I just want to say thank you for joining me in trivia tonight. You made me feel very welcome. Hope you drink some water after all of the alcohol, and have a good night.
That message had arrived just a little while before the one from his OnlyShots Adam Dix account. So he’d gotten home, been thoughtful enough to send me a thank you note, and then gone over to the OnlyShots app to send a thank you note to his number one secret admirer.
God, Adam was cute.
Chase Blau: Of course! You’re a trivia god. I was proud to be on your team.
I sent the message right as Shawn, Nathan, and Charlie came through the front door again with tools in hand.
“Demo day,” Nathan said as he saw me. “You look tired.”
“There it is,” I told Charlie.
“Stage three of the hangover,” Charlie said.
I’d forgotten about the hangover altogether since seeing Adam’s private message. Maybe that was a secret hangover cure that I’d never discovered: getting all the blood to rush down to your dick while messaging someone you shouldn’t be.
“Are we about ready to start?” Shawn asked as he came in and dropped all of his stuff. “Morning, Chase. You look—”
“Tired. Yes. I am very tired.”
“I was going to say you look particularly happy this morning, actually,” Shawn said with a grin. “You get laid last night?”
“I played a few perfectly innocent rounds of trivia with our client last night, actually,” I said. “Adam is great with trivia.”
“Doesn’t surprise me. He’s smart as hell,” Charlie said.
“Before we start, I need to at least set up my camera for a wide shot,” I told him, moving into the shady section near the front door and pulling our main camera out of the bag on the floor. “Will you stand in the light over there near the kitchen archway so I can frame the shot?”
“You got it, boss,” Charlie said idly, heading back over to pick up his sledgehammer and stand where I needed him. “And I probably don’t need to say this, but sorry about earlier. I know I’m over the top when Jax is around.”
“Don’t sweat it,” I told him. “Just because I’m a jealous little bitch doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate all the wonderful, happy couples around me. Move just a little bit to the right for me?”
Light was filtering in through the windows in the kitchen, and as I took my first test shots, I realized all over again that this house was a fucking wonderland when it came to filming. Every corner had better light than the last, and no matter where I set up a rig, I was able to get beautiful shots.
“Since when are you jealous of couples, Chase?” Charlie asked. “I thought you were a crazy-nights-at-clubs, hookups-only kind of guy.”
I glanced down the hall on my side, seeing movement on the stairs. Adam walked down, dressed in a business casual slate grey button-down and blazer, with his glasses on. He looked every bit like a professional, even though I was secretly well acquainted with how good he looked under those clothes.
A guilty little part of me stirred inside, thinking of the message I’d just shot off to him.
“Hey, guys. Getting everything set up okay?” he asked sweetly, his eyes flitting between me and the Fixer Brothers guys.
“Ready to tear half of your kitchen to shreds,” Charlie told him with a smile.
“Anything you need from me before I head to the office?” he asked. His gaze landed on me for a brief moment, andfuck, I wanted to lick every inch of him like a damn lap dog.
Nothing I need from you, Adam.
Plenty of things I want, though.
God, I felt so wrong. And so right. And while my hangover was feeling better, I certainly was in stage two of confused cock syndrome.
“We should be good to go,” Shawn told him.