I glanced between Jay and Charlotte and Lewis then stood from the couch, urging Asher to join me.

“So, we just take our clothes off right here?” I asked, reaching for the button on my jeans.

“Feel free to use the bathroom.” Jay gestured across the room, amused by my ambition.

Asher didn’t wait and beelined it for the closed door.

I smiled at Jay, my cheeks heating as I raced after my brother.

Once we were shut inside, he slammed me against the door and got in my face, his voice a quiet panic. “I can’t do this. I can’t. It’s crazy. I changed my mind. We don’t have sexual chemistry. We can’t fake it either. Get us out of here. I can’t do it. I can’t. I can’t.”

“Yes you can,” I hissed and flicked him between the eyes to snap him out of his meltdown. “Acting, Asher. All. Acting. Remember? It’s not real. We fake it and get paid a shit load of money, then we never speak of it again. Act-ing!”

“It was one thing when we talked about it at the bar, but with an audience, knowing there will be a camera in our faces, I can’t do it.”

“We just need to display our sexy bodies today. Tonight, we’ll go home and psych ourselves up for more. By psych ourselves up, I mean share a twenty-sixer of some fruity vodka and hope we die from it. Asher, please. You know what this means for me.”

“That Lewis guy has us pegged. He called us corpses. We’re never going to be able to make this real enough for him.”

“Yes we can! Think positive.”

A knock on the door made us both jump.

“Everything all right in there?” It was Jay.

“Yeah, we’re cool. Coming out in a sec.” I lowered my voice. “That guy’s hot as balls.”

“You think I don’t see you eye-fucking him? Real professional, Atti.”

“Shut up. At least I’m not sitting out there making an ick-face.”

“I am not.”

“You are so.”

Another knock on the door.

“Coming,” we both said together.

I shed my clothes while Asher crossed his arms and pinned me with a look of contempt. In my underwear, I posed all suggestive-like. “Come on. Tell me you don’t want to pretend-play with all this sexiness.” I rubbed a hand down my chest and made a perfect porn face—or at least I thought I did.

A smile twitched on Asher’s lips, so I twirled and stuck out my ass, wiggling it in my tighty-whities. “Take a good look at this ass. I got the hot ass gene, and you know it. Sorry about your luck. How can you resist? You wanna touch it, don’t you?”