Ethan’s POV

I followed Lila back to the studio floor. The brief heat from the makeup room still sat under my skin, but the open space and the waiting cameras forced it down. The lights had been adjusted, with the softboxes perfectly glowing. Two cameras were already rolling into position on either side of the bed.

Marcus stood near the monitors with the agency woman. He raised a hand when he saw us.

“Get in your positions.”

Lila walked to the edge of the bed and stopped. She didn’t look at me. Her posture was straight, professional, the same mask she had put back on after the kiss. I took...