“Looks like you found your man then.” He leaned a little closer, lowering his voice as the tilt of their heads gave them a greater sense of intimacy. “The narrow’s my specialty.”
Elijah grinned, and it looked like he was going to add more, but Gordon’s booming voice calling everybody to places made them both jerk back.
“Well, here we go.” Elijah stood, unfolding his long body from the chair and setting his script aside. “Break a leg.”
Sam’s gaze flickered over the way Elijah’s pants hung from his firm ass. When he lifted his eyes back up, Elijah smiled even more broadly. “Same back at you,” Sam said. On a whim, he clapped a hand on Elijah’s back in camaraderie. The tingles from earlier returned just at the brief contact.
It was going to be a very long shoot. But he suspected it would be worth every second. 2