Derrick takes his mark in a leather jacket and weathered jeans.
I’ve only seen him on screen…until now.
“Y-yes.” I stumble forward, only inches from his chest.
“You can relax.” He smirks.
I stifle a giggle as the crew makes their calls.
Derrick’s steely eyes ignite with lust. “I’ve finally found you.” He pulls me closer.
“Until you lose me again.” I scoff.
“Believe in me. Nothing but death can separate us now.”
He presses his lips to mine, and the cameras fade away.
Desire for this man grows deeper within me than my role requires.
****This is my submission for this week’s Friday Fictioneers. This time, I decided to make it an even 100 words in length. I do hope you enjoyed it, and I believe you’ll find delight in reading some of the other submissions. Thanks for reading!