turned briefly to see his daughter and Dominic engaged in a kiss that should never have been anywhere near a movie set. Not this kind of movie, anyway. What was happening here was a private moment, something that should have been kept behind closed doors. It was almost as if they’d completely forgotten where they were.
He could see people whispering to each other, uncertain as to whether what they were watching was acting or real, given how everyone knew the way the two leads in this movie were starting to feel about each other, and all Reece wanted to do was run over there and pull them apart. What the hell was Michael playing at?
It was an image he couldn’t face any longer and, taking one last look at Michael who was now focusing on the monitor, his face impassive and expressionless, Reece walked away. He just wished Michael could do the same.
***
‘You okay, baby?’ Dominic whispered, his mouth close to her ear. All India could do was look into his eyes and nod, because this was surreal, and she was having trouble dealing with it.
Being this close to him, with so many people around, so many people watching, it was crazy! Yet Dominic was making it all so easy, talking to her all the time, his fingers so gentle on her skin as he looked at her.
This was unlike any other sex scene she’d ever shot before because this time she couldn’t fully detach herself from the emotions she really felt for this man. She couldn’t switch off; she couldn’t forget that it was just acting, that this wasn’t real. She couldn’t do that.
Closing her eyes, she clung onto him as he gently pushed her legs apart with his knee and like a reflex action she drew them up around him, the thin bed sheet barely covering them, his hand in the small of her back pushing her up against him.
She could hear Michael’s voice issuing instructions to camera operators, she could feel the heat of the lights and Dominic’s naked body so close to hers, and her head was spinning as she tried to quickly remember that this was a movie scene, this was supposed to be pretend. But what was happening here was far from pretend.
They were filming the most realistic of love scenes, and it shouldn’t be happening, but she was getting off big time knowing that everyone was watching, and yet nobody had any idea just how close they really were. How realistic this really was.
So, when the climax came, when she felt her body jolt upwards as his arms held her tight, it was like nothing she’d ever felt before. The cries she gave out were real, the shot of white-hot electricity that engulfed her was real. What she felt for this crazy, sexy man was real.
And all they could do when it was over was hold each other, their breathing fast and heavy, the sweat from the heat of the lights making their bodies damp and sticky. What they’d just done could quite possibly be deemed incredibly stupid, yet it had probably been the single-most exciting thing she’d ever experienced.
They vaguely heard Michael shout ‘cut!’ but they didn’t make any attempt to move, except for to pull the sheet up farther over them, both of them unsure just how much had been seen, or how much had been noticed. But it had happened now. Nothing could take it back. And it was then that India knew she wanted Dominic MacDonald more than she’d ever wanted anything before. But Dominic wanted her more.
***
Michael turned away from the scene in front of him, taking off his cap and running his hand through his hair. He’d seen enough, but at least now he knew what he was dealing with. And it wasn’t going to be easy, this battle he now had ahead.
He’d just seen his beautiful ex-wife making love to a man Michael just hadn’t been ready to face, because he hadn’t even known he’d existed. Until now. But he was here, uninvited, and very much in their lives, and India – his beautiful, beautiful India – had just shown everybody, in the most public of ways, how she really felt about him. About Dominic MacDonald. A man Michael had to get ready to fight, big time. His own son.
CHAPTER 19
‘Hey, stranger!’ India smiled, sitting down opposite Charley who was having a quiet coffee in the Terrace Breakfast Restaurant, her dark glasses down over her eyes