I Went To Practice Lines And Ended Up Pinned Under My Female Costar
My phone buzzes on the nightstand. Sophia’s name lights up the screen. Come to my room. 1408. We need to run the big confession scene before tomorrow’s shoot. Don’t make me beg.
I hesitate. It’s past eleven. I’m already in my silk sleep shorts and tank top, exhausted from twelve hours on set pretending to fall in love with her for the cameras. But the director tore our last take apart. I need this role. I need the money. I text back On my way and slip on a robe.
The hallway feels too quiet. My bare feet pad over cold marble as I reach her door. It opens before I even knock.
Sophia stands there in a tiny black slip, hair loose, eyes darker than they were on set. “Took you long enough, Aria.”
I step inside. The room sme
