The Job Offer. Part 3

There’s a short knock on the dressing room’s door. When I answer, Victor pokes his head through the gap.

“Cora, we’re—damn, you look amazing. I bet Adam’s going to think so too.” He smirks. “Come on out. We’re ready to begin.”

His comment that Adam will like the way I’m dressed makes my stomach quivery. I take a deep breath to calm myself down and pad out of the dressing room on bare feet. I follow behind Victor as he leads me to the set.

The set looks like a deluxe suite with its muted tones of eggshell and powder blue, a king-sized bed with tufted headboard, and a plush ivory carpet.

Daphne sits in one of the two folding chairs just left of the camera. She smiles and waves at me as I pass. Adam is sitting on the bed. He’s shirtless but still in his jeans. His expression is mildly uncomfortable. However when he sees me approaching, he straightens, his features alert.

He stands when I’m right in front of him. He says nothing, but his gaze sliding over m