Chapter 21
"Huh?" I look up from scanning the refridgerator, blushing a crimson red. Jimmy, raising an eyebrow doesn't even look shocked at what he said.
"What? I said lets order some food..." I blink. I had imagined it, I must have. There can't be any other reason. Jimmy suddenly gets a smile on his face. "Unless you want something else to eat," he winks flirtaciously and I burst out laughing. I hoped he had forgotten about how he kissed me so perfectly.
I strut over to him, deciding I'd finally do a little flirting of my own. I take the banana he had barely finished and put it all down my mouth, and I notice Jimmy with a grin on his face and I pray that I'm not imagining this. The smile on his face was perfect as he blushed lightly. Finally, I chomp down on the banana. Jimmy winces, then laughs.
"Aww, you gotta leave me hanging, eh?" he laughs again, ruffling his hands through his hair as I think of what to do or say next.
I smile. "That's the Windsor way," I giggle.
Chapter 22
[40 minutes later]
Jimmy and I sat on the bed eating typical stuff from a local Chinese restaurant. �Are you gonna eat that?� asked Jimmy, as he pointed at the last, lonely egg roll sitting in its box, with his chopstick. �No, you go ahead. The last thing I need is some fried fattening egg roll.�
�Why do you say that?� asked Jimmy, a little more than slightly concerned. �Jimmy, look at me. I�m not the thinnest of actresses. I�m already 10 lbs overweight. If I gain anymore, people will start noticing my rolls, and my face will be plastered all over the National Enquirer. I can see it now: �Anita Windsor? More like Anita Stopeating.�
I expected Jimmy to laugh at my stupid joke, but he didn�t. Instead, he got up, took my hand, and dragged me off of the bed and over to the mirror. He stood behind me, slowly slipping his arms around my waist and resting his chin on my shoulder. I could have melted when he began to whisper into my ear. �Anita, look at yourself...just look. You�re absolutely gorgeous. You�re the most beautiful actress and woman, that has ever graced America with her presence. You�re amazing just the way you are and you don�t need to change anything...about your body,� he slid his hand toward my hip, then intertwined his fingers with mine, �or anything else.�
By this time, I�d closed my eyes and completely let go of everything, allowing myself to lean into him. I snapped back to reality, when I felt him press his lips against my neck. I abruptly pulled away from him.
I stood there looking at him, not sure whether to be angry or...excited. Jimmy finally stuttered, �I�m...I�m really sorry, I didn�t mean to do that...I�m...sorry.� Another long silence. �Anita? Please say something. You�re killing me here.�
�OW!� I�d sat on something rather pointy. I reached behind me and retrieved what appeared to be a sex toy. �I thought you�d gotten rid of all of these.� Jimmy laughed, �I thought so too. I�m sorry, are you okay?� �I�m fine...a little embarrassed, but fine.� He threw the toy into the closet.
�My hero,� I chuckled as I walked past him and over to the bed. I picked up all of the virtually empty white food cartons, walked into the kitchen, and threw them away. When I walked back into the bedroom, Jimmy was pulling off his shirt. Ah, that gorgeous man. I felt myself staring at him, and he must have too, because he glanced up and grinned.
�What?� �Nothing...I was just...nothing.� Then, the unthinkable happened. I blurted out, �I want you, now.�
Chapter 23
"Huh?" Jimmy paused, shirtless with his hands on his utterly useless belt.
"Um... " I stammered, suddenly shy.
"Really?" his eyes lit up.
"Yeah" I smiled and looked down, slowly unbuttoning the first two buttons of my white cotton shirt. My heart was thumping and I could barely think. I was instantly transported back to Jimmy's kiss at Eduardo's house. Feeling a bit tingly all-over.
Jimmy walked up to me, as I fumbled with the third button. I let go of the shirt and he politely purred "May I?"
He fumbled as well (since I started unbuckling his belt). "oh Hell...!" he laughed as he slipped his hands under my shirt and removed it in one sweeping motion as I raised my arms to help him. Our bare skin touched, his arms sliding around my body leading me to the bed.
He bent his head to kiss me but paused "Are you sure, Anita? We can stop..."
"Jimmy..."
"Yeah?"
"Shut up" I pushed him to the bed and kissed him hard. With one hand he managed to unhook my lacy white bra and fling it as far as the headboard where it clung to the bedpost. My hair brushed his chest and he shivered, moaning slightly. He trailed his finger up my spine and sought out my mouth for another kiss.
[36.2 seconds later]
There was a banging at the door.
"Ignore it" I huskily whispered, seeking out Jimmy's zipper. He murmered an agreement and gently rolled me over.
The banging grew louder and more insistent.
[2 minutes later]
Jimmy and I sat up at the latest batch of door banging, giggling. "I can't believe it. I finally get you topless in my arms and someone is trying to beat down the door" I absentmindedly play with a strand of his hair "Don't worry, we've got months to get this right"
The door knob rattled. "Good grief! If they wanted to get to us this badly, they could have picked the lock by now!"
"Uggh!" Jimmy looked at me. I rose to my feet and slipped my shirt on. Just in case, I grabbed a small mascara case (stungun) from the desk drawer and slipped it into my pants waist.
He didn't bother to put his own shirt back on as he followed me to the violently shaking door. I reached to open it but Jimmy stepped in front of me. "You stay behind me. You look too sexy to answer the door" he practically growled. His hair was mess (I really did a number on it). He cracked the door about 6 inches.
"Hello?" he inquired, running his hand through his dark mop of hair.
"Jimmy! JIMMY!" It was Ainsely Morrison crying. She pushed open the door, flung herself at him and wrapped her anorexically boney arms around him in a record half a second. "Oh JIMMY! Jimmy... I... didn't know whoelse to turn to!" she wimpered into his chest. Jimmy looked at me with surprise and I shrugged, trying not to laugh. That bitch. I knew she would do this. How did she know the EXACT moment when Jimmy and I didn't want to be disturbed? Only a woman could. Bitch. Slut. WHORE! I thought not-so-meanly.
With her eyes quivering with fresh unshed tears and without noticing me, she blurted "Eduardo RAPED me!"
Chapter 24
�Huh?!� Jimmy and I asked in unison. Just then, a camera flash went off. �What the hell?� Jimmy shouted, as he covered his eyes. Eduardo came into view. �Wonderful acting, Senor! Y senorita, your look of hatred and jealousy was magnificent!� Jimmy seemed to be quite confused.
�I wanted to capture real emotions...so I sent Senorita Morrison over here to retrieve them from you. Excellent.� I stood in shock. �I...I...� �That will be all. Remember, at 4:30 tomorrow morning, you get up and come to the studio. Don�t be a minute late.� He walked off into the darkness, leaving Ainsely, Jimmy, and me standing in the front hallway of the condo.
�Good bye Jimmy. I�ll see you tomorrow.� She was flirting with him! Then, she crossed the line. She kissed him on the cheek, resting her hand on his chest as she did so. I glared at her as she walked away. Jimmy looked at me and said, �Relax. Anita? Are you okay?�
�That WHORE!� I screeched as I briskly walked back into the bedroom. �Hey, hey hey. Anita, calm down. Wh-...� �Jimmy, please tell me that you�re not attracted to her. I know, she�s gonna try some evil little scheme to win you over. God, I HATE her!� �Wow. Calm down!� Jimmy yelled. He�d taken hold of my shoulders. �Calm down.�
�Anita, don�t worry. I mean, of course she�s hot....but she means nothing. She�s not like you. Anita, you�re the one that I care about...nothing will change that.�
[3 minutes later]
�Your zipper is stuck, Jim!� �Fuck!� �In a minute! Let�s get your pants undone first.� He grinned, leaning in to kiss me. As each item of clothing was pulled off, I began to think about what I was doing. �Wait, hold up. Jimmy?� �Yeah?� �I was just thinking...� �Oh,� he almost groaned. �Anita, like I said before, we don�t have to do this...if you�re not ready, it�s okay.�
�No, it�s not that...Jimmy, what if this gets in the way? What if something happens and this causes things to become weird? I don�t want our work to be affected.� �Well, sweetie...I understand your worries...and I can�t guarantee that that won�t happen...but, I can tell you that I�ll do everything I can to make this work.� �I�m holding you to that, Fallon.� �And I�m holding you close...�
Chapter 25
We burst out laughing. "Jimmy we just got totally sappy there"
"I know" he absentmindedly plucked something from my hair. "Your face... when Ainesly came in..." he cracked up.
I hit him lovingly.
"Hey!" he swatted at me, grabbing my wrists "I like that..." he murmured his eyes twinkling mischeviously.
"Oh do you?" I said rough-housing him and pushing him to the bed for the second time that evening. Jimmy pulled me on top of him and growled "I do."
He suddenly rolled out from underneath me, putting a finger to my lips. "I'll be right back!"
"yeah famous last words..."
Within seconds he was back explaining "Do not disturb sign."
[3:30 am]
"Jimmy... Jim.." I nudged the slumbering Jimmy. He had burrowed his face between my breasts. "Time to wake-up" I said louder, our alarm clock had gone off but Jimmy kept on sleeping.
"What? Nita-- no more sex. The Jimmy is too tired. Needs to recharge." he murmured sleepily.
"The Jimmy?" I laughed. "Does The Jimmy want to take a shower? I don't trust The Jimmy to not flush the toilet... "
"No" was his muffled reply and he snuggled deeper. I didn't want to get up either, but we only had an hour to get ready and get to the studio.
"You'll get to see me naked"
"Wait... you mean I get to come too?" his head peeked up, his sleepy brown eyes squinting at me.
[4:50 am]
Ainsely was at Jimmy's side before either of us could inspect our trailers, go over scenes or breathe. Bitch.
"Jimmy" she cried, racing over to him "I need to talk to you about our scenes... we need rehersals... private ones... let's go now." She shot a look at me, a look of pure evil. That skank.
"Um.. HELLO Ainsely" Jimmy said confused. "What scenes? We have 2 scenes."
"I need to talk to you about Eduardo" she insisted, her story slightly altered. "He is such a creep. That whole stunt last night..." She began chattering so fast I got dizzy. I headed for the Craft services to get a bagel. When I turned around, Jimmy and Ainsely were gone.
[20 minutes later]
"Why is your shirt rumpled... Fallon?" I was so angry. SO ANGRY. "You won't believe this!" he began. His grin fading when he saw my face.
"Yeah. I don't" I snapped. "You disappeared with *her*, now you're all messy. I know what you look like.. " I realized my voice was loud and crew members were looking. I cut back to a whisper "when you've been.. you know..."
"I don't actually. No" he snapped back. "What are you insinuating?"
"Nothing!" I whispered back.
"Okay then." he sighed.
"Well fine." I pouted. Bitch Ainsely.
Jimmy threw a paper at my feet. "That's what *she* wanted to talk to me about." It was a Variety trade paper. Our scandulous airplane restroom encounter was the buzz of Hollywood and the front page news. Somehow the unsual demands (like living together) for the film were also mentioned.
"And my shirt was wrinkled from the ride over here! By you!" he said audibly as Eduardo walked in.
"Ah? Lover's spat?" he drawled. Ainsely appeared from behind him, her clothes tossled. She only looked at Jimmy. I groaned inwardly. I can't stay jealous of her. This was by far the toughest acting I'll ever have to do -- I felt less than sisterly. I wanted to ring her tan anorexic neck.
Suddenly, Jimmy reached out and hugged me, whispering quickly in my ear "Ainsely's an agent like us." He was right-- I didn't believe it.
Chapter 26
�Oh great...� I groaned, then quickly added, �That still doesn�t explain your shirt.� He gave me a �not now� look. �Screw this...If anyone needs me, I�ll be in my trailer.� I quickly stomped off, so that Jimmy couldn�t follow....but, not too quickly that I didn�t hear Ainsely�s comment. �Bitch. Talk about tempermental. I guess all those rumors about her are true.� She laughed her high pitch little laugh. Not a sound from Jimmy. My blood turned to ice.
My grip on the bottle of water that I was holding tightened. I walked back over to Jimmy, Eduardo, and the She Devil. I splashed the water all over Ainsely�s hair and face. �My HAIR!!!� she screeched. I heard Jimmy�s laughter. I turned to him and hissed, �Thanks for the back-up, Jim.� I then crumpled the bottle, handed it to him, and ran to my trailer.
[3 minutes later]
I heard the squeak of the door. �Anita?� I quickly wiped away the few tears that lingered on my cheeks. Don�t ask me why I was crying...I�m not usually so emotional. �What the hell was all of that about?� he asked.
I glared at him. �Oh, jeez. Nothing happened....Like I told you, Ainsely�s an agent, like us. She received orders from Doc that we need to be wired. So, she gave me the equipment and I had to put it on...that�s why my shirt is wrinkled.� �I�m guessing by the condition of her blouse that she�s wired, too.� �Yes...but she put the wires on herself. Anita, you�re still looking at me like I�m guilty. I swear, nothing happened!�
�What about me? Why are you two the only ones who are wired? And why do you even have to be wired?� �Oh, that reminds me,� Jimmy said, as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a mess of wires and patches, �Take off your shirt.� He reached over and seized one of my buttons. I couldn�t help but giggle.
�Ah, so that�s what you want?� He he pulled me toward him, kissing my neck. �Hey, hey...I�m still mad at you, Mister. Don�t think you can make everything better by-...� He cut me off, by pressing his lips to mine.
Chapter 27
I watched Ainsely, clad in her hiphuggers and tight shirt and I couldn't help the feeling of jealousy I had been getting all day. I was thankful to find out that we were leaving in a matter of seconds. I wanted to talk to Jimmy.
[at the suite]
"God, I'm tired." Jimmy said, taking off his shirt. He threw it on the chair and I walked over to the bathroom to change. I felt uncomfortable around him, now knowing that Ainsely was also a spy. I wondered if it was true or not, because why wouldn't anyone have told us?
When I walked back into the bedroom, Jimmy was on the bed, looking like he was waiting for me. I thought for a second how to torture him.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"What?" he asked, ruffling his hair. (on his HEAD, kwissy, no where else *wink wink* i knew what u were thinking.. lol.. oh, here's a joke: why did the bald man have his hand in his pocket? because he wanted to brush his hair!)
"Where do you think your sleeping?" I asked rather huskily, pulling on the bedsheet and throwing it to the floor.
"In the bed..."
I gave a forced laugh. "More like on the couch buddy. You enjoy it Fallon."
"Anita? What are you talking about? I thought we agreed that Ainsely and I didn't do anything." he sputtered.
"If your not sleeping somewhere else, I will." I yanked the covers up from the floor and left him with a thinner one.
Regretting what I did as I slept on the cold couch, I realized I was only making myself suffer doing this, because I just wanted to kiss him right where I was, when I had the chance. But it was over with now.
Chapter 28
I sat at the kitchen table eating a bowl of Cheerios. I heard the bedroom door open and the sound of feet against the wood floor. I noticed that Jimmy had deep circles under his very bloodshot eyes. �You�re not going to work looking like that are you?� He walked right past me towards the refridgerator, ignoring my comment. He took a big gulp off the milk carton, paying absolutely no attention to me.
�Okay, I get it...you�re upset that you didn�t get laid last night, but you don�t have to ignore me.� �I�m not ignoring anything,� Jimmy quietly responded. �Fine...You know what? I�m not gonna get into this. I�m just gonna go get ready.�
[At the studio lot]
The day where we were to shoot our first love scene had arrived. I sat in my trailer, wearing my robe. It would be coming off soon. Soon, a page was sent to retrieve me. �You�re needed on the set, Ms. Windsor.�
I walked into the �apartment�. Eduardo immediately put his arm around my shoulder and led me over to the false bedroom. I noticed Jimmy standing off stage with Ainsely. They were talking, and he was smiling! Oh God, I suddenly felt a pang of jealousy. That�s it...it was now war on both of them.
[7 minutes later]
Jimmy was kissing me, and the cameras were rolling. I was keeping this kiss strictly professional, and I could tell that Jimmy felt that. He tried to get me to relax a few times, but soon he gave up.
�CUT!� screamed Eduardo. �WHAT was that?� �A kiss,�I replied. �THAT, was not a kiss. That was an insult to a kiss! You disgust me. Whatever the quarrel is that is going on between you two...settle it NOW!�
�There is no quarrel, Eduardo.� �That is CRAP! I can see when two lovers are standing on the very fragile threshold of falling out of love.� �God, why can�t you see that the entire world isn�t filled with lovers?! I don�t love him!� I shouted, as I pointed at Jimmy. �He�s my partner...nothing more.�
�Fuck you,� Jimmy retorted, as he walked away. He then, stopped, turned around and said, �Answer me this...If you feel this way, then why the hell did you sleep with me? Jeez, Anita, you really are a bitch. Wait...but you know what? I�m really happy for you. It�s great that you can get whatever you want...but it�s too bad that you get your kicks by beating others down.�
I stood there, my heart pounding. I was frozen. I could feel everyone�s eyes on me. I saw Ainsely run after Jimmy, and I just wanted to run...away...somewhere...anywhere...anywhere but where I was.
Chapter 29
[40 minutes later]
What the hell is wrong with me? I thought miserably to myself. I shouldn't have gotten so upset over Jimmy and Ainsely. Or should I? (This made me more mad). Of course, the big groanworthy thought -- I shouldn't have slept with him. I was getting my feelings involved which was the worst thing I could do in my line of work. I decided not to blame myself, Jimmy had certainly "helped" out. Making me want him. Making me trust him. Making me... love...no, like him. How dare he? I didn't ASk for this, I reminded myself hotly. I don't need a partner. Or a boyfriend. Not that Jimmy was my boyfriend. He kinda could have been. My thoughts were jumbled and my headached. I revisualized my triumphant exit from the set. I hadn't shed a tear, just held my head up high and walked gracefully off. The crew members jumped out my way, and avoided eyecontact as if I had the bubonic plague. That was humilating. None of them
seemed to think that maybe I had a side to this, I concluded. And as far as my icy bitch rumor went -- I had NEVER mistreated a crew member. I only maintained some distance to everyone because of my secret job. My stupid EVIL stressful job.
"Are you DONE?" I snapped at the petite make-up girl Tracy, who was, embarassingly, putting make-up on my naked breasts. Eduardo decided he wanted to shoot a different love scene after the big explosion on the set because he's an ass. He picked an even grittier love-making and one that required my nudity. He was punishing us for the set-backs. Seeing the wide-eyed look on her face nearly broke my heart. I was being such a bitch. And heaven help me, validating what Ainsely said about me. "Tracy... I'm sorry... I'm sure you'd rather be putting body make-up on Jimmy" I attempted to joke. "I haven't had to do this in such a long time" I started to blabber, rife with hidden meanings.
Tracy stopped sponging the cream-colored make-up. "Can I call you Anita?" she asked. "Sure."
"Anita-- do you want to talk about it?" she asked cautiously. I swallowed. I did want to talk about it. For the first time since joining the agency I wanted a close girlfriend to share with. I had zillions of stories and adventures over the last 5 years-- yet I could tell no one. Except Jimmy. But since I doubted we would be speaking EVER, and that Ainsely had probably moved her stuff into his trailer, it didn't really matter. That WHORE Ainsely.
I nodded to Tracy. She grabbed a familiar tube of lipstick. I nearly gasped -- I had an identical one from the Agency.
Chapter 30
Tracy smiled, "Yup." She activated the radio scrambler by twisting the cap. "There we go."
I told her everything that had happened in the past week. Particularly emphasizing how much I didn't like Ainsely. Not that I felt I had a special power-- but I was a good judge of character. She was up to something. Maybe it was only getting Jimmy to sleep with her. I didn't matter -- her intentions were less than honorable. You didn't become a top agent for 5 years without precise and sharp instincts.
"Ainsely's a double agent" Tracy informed me. "I've been on the El Abismo productions case for 2 years now. Given my make-up job, I could never personally snoop in Eduardo's house just around the set. The case is filled with stuff -- murders, organized crime and even internal infilration -- stuff I've never been qualified to handle alone. I have a 7 year old son at home without a father, I'm retiring. The demands of this job are ridiculous, and I don't want to drag my kid into the line of work. My father was an agent. My husband was an agent," she explained. I could tell both of them had died in the line of duty by the look on her face.
"Tracy, I'm so sorry" I said softly. I was lucky because I hadn't be brought in through my family. I was invited and selected after careful trials.
Tracy managed a smile and shook her head as a silently request for me to forget that she had mentioned it. "So I had Doc pull you and Jimmy to the case. Ainsely, sadly, has no clue that the information being fed to her is to confuse Eduardo and Lopez. From her dossier profile, I discovered she was made an agent about 3 months ago. She probably slept with somebody at the top to get her way in. I don't know. But she could be useful since she has extensive gymnastic abilities. Unfortuneately and pretty much instantly, she turned on us when she realized Eduardo would offer her roles in exchange for information about his investigation. Luckily neither of them know that 3 other agents are on the job."
"I knew it!" I said excitedly. "That bitch!" She was a gymnist? I secretly put a hex on all men for having perverted fantasies about gymnists.
"Yeah no kidding." Tracy agreed, "You saw her last movie?"
"Turbulent Town?"
"Holy hell was it bad." Tracy and I giggled, lightening the serious mood a bit. I felt so much better.
I stopped laughing when my thoughts went back (again) to Jimmy. "Tracy -- we have to tell Jimmy before he says a word to Ainsely! That whore is probably clawing off his pants as we speak! God, I am such an idiot for creating an opportunity for them to be alone! We've got to tell him . . . now. . . before he . . . and she... UGH!" I was halfway to the door.
"Anita!" Tracy said sternly "Two things... Number one, he's your partner, you have to tell him. Number two, you're topless."
