Touching the Billionaire - Holly Jaymes Page 0,15

of her.

She scanned the room, and her eyes settled on me. Game on, they said. This wasn’t the first time Nicolette and I had played cat and mouse. It was a game I enjoyed, although I never planned to get caught by her. I nodded and lifted my glass to let her know I saw her.

“Cut,” Corrine called.

Then we did it again and then again, each time from a different view or angle. Then we moved to filming Nicolette walking to me, then me asking her to dance. We broke for lunch, deciding to do the dance scene after that.

I grabbed food from the caterer and then went to my trailer to deal with business items, and then later was back on the set. We met at the dance floor, spending the next thirty minutes having Corrine and the choreographer block the scene for us.

“Alright you two, heat up the screen,” Corrine said as she went back to the camera.

I held my hands up and Madeline, as Nicolette stepped into my arms. I’d forgotten how great she smelled. Or how well we fit. I took a breath to get my head back in the game.

“Long time no see, Nic,” I said into her ear as Jack Cole.

“I’m sure it’s too soon for you,” she replied.

“Oh, I don’t know.” I leaned back to look at her. “I like being chased.”

Her eyes narrowed. “How do you feel about being caught?”

I gave her my most wolfish smile. “Right now, it feels really nice.”

She didn’t take the bait. “Enjoy your freedom now, Cole. It won’t be long before champagne and international flights will be a thing of the past.”

“Will you arrange conjugal visits?” I asked, waggling my brows.

“Are you admitting that you’re going to break the law by stealing a priceless piece of art?”

I gave her an offended look. “Steal? Me? Never. I thought you were sending me to prison because I double-parked.”

“Cut! Fucking awesome.” Corrine said. “Reset and let’s do it from Nicolette’s point of view.”

“She said cut,” Madeline said.

Oh shit. I was still holding her. I released her like my hands were on fire.

“Next time, Madeline, can you have an expression that looks more like you’re toying with him instead of taunting him or being pissed at him? It should come off as a game between you two. A game neither plan to lose. In fact, both of you are certain you’ll win,” Corrine said.

“Got it.” Madeline sipped from a bottle of water one of the assistants handed her. “Would she play with his hair?”

My brows rose.

“It’s sort of the equivalent of grabbing a woman’s ass,” she explained to me.

“Scrape a long nail along the neck. It gives a subtle threat while being sensual,” Corrine said.

We reset and started again, redoing all the same moves and dialogue as it was reshot from a different direction.

“How do you feel about being caught?” Nicolette asked, running her nail below my ear and down my neck. My dick perked up. I’d have to find a male chastity belt to keep from showing a woody on set.

I refocused, giving her my wolfish smile. “Right now, it feels really nice.” The perverse part of me thought about letting her know how good by pulling her closer.

“Enjoy your freedom now, Cole. It won’t be long before champagne and international flights will be a thing of the past.” She tapped my chin with her finger.

“Will you arrange conjugal visits?”

“Are you admitting you’re here to steal a priceless piece of art?”

I gave her an offended look. “Steal? Me? Never.” I gave a little tug, jerking her closer, though careful to keep my dick away. Still, I liked the surprise in her eyes. “I never take things without permission.”

“Cut.”

Madeline’s eyes were amused as she looked up at me. Remembering where I was, I released her.

“Christ, I need a cold shower. I like that ad-lib, Theo. He’s being less immature asshole and more sexy, cocky billionaire,” Corrine said. “Let’s reset.”

This time, I took a moment to get a sip of water. I had been worried that Madeline wouldn’t be able to pull off the strong sexy Nicolette, but now I worried she was a siren luring me to my demise.

The Kissing Scene

Madeline

I’d been a nervous wreck when I left Nadine’s condo at four-thirty in the morning to be in hair and makeup by five on my first day of shooting. I’d settled down a bit as people fussed over me and Corrine arrived to talk me through the day. I reminded myself