Maybe I wouldn’t have cared so much if I hadn’t found Delaney. She knew what I was when she met me, only then I hadn’t been half-naked on the big screen with a beautiful woman. At least the kiss with Jessie is fully clothed.

I’m a professional. But Delaney undoes me. And after losing her once, I can’t be dishonest with her, especially after her run-in with Jessie.

The thought of what I have to do tomorrow makes me sick to my stomach.

Amelia’s in the living room in front of the television. I would be in there, but instead, I follow Delaney into the kitchen while she sorts out plates of food she brought home from the diner. I could eat those burgers every night— they’re my favourite as Delaney makes them. Maybe I shouldn’t but I’ll work out a while longer tomorrow if it means indulging with her. Besides, I’ve filmed the one shirtless scene I had in this movie.

“There’s something I need to tell you,” I say.

“What is it?” She turns to face me.

“Tomorrow’s my big kissing scene with Jessie.”

Delaney’s expression stays surprisingly neutral. “Oh. I was trying not to think about that. I figured you’d have to kiss her, seeing as it’s a romance movie.”

“Are you jealous?” I study her expression closely. Delaney’s pretty good at hiding how she feels, and I don’t think today is any exception.

“No.” But she doesn’t hide it fast enough. I see a flash of irritation in her eyes.

“Liar.” I laugh.

“Maybe I wouldn’t feel so bad if she wasn’t so annoying.”

I slide my arm around her waist and pull her to me. “It might make you happier to know that because this is a romantic comedy, I almost kiss Jessie much more often than I actually kiss her. We kiss once at the end.”

Delaney bites her bottom lip before letting go and laughing. “I guess those are the rules.”

“They so are. Boy and girl meet. Boy and girl fall in love, but both are too stubborn to get their shit together. Boy and girl screw it all up. And then finally …” I pull her the rest of the way into my arms and she squeals as I dip her. “They kiss.”

I lean down and kiss her. She tastes of ice cream, and when I finally pull away, I scowl. “You and Amelia had ice cream without me.”

“She wanted a slice of pie when we were at the diner.”

“Oh, she did, did she?” I raise her to a standing position. “What about me?”

Delaney’s eyebrows dip. “Aww you’re so cute when you pout.”

“That’s the idea.”

“I saved a piece for you too. It’s in one of the bags.”

“Have I told you just how much I love eating your pie, Delaney?”