Drawing the Line

Chapter 11: Slut in Sheep's Clothing

A/N: Thanks for contributing name ideas for our villainess!

The rest of our sojourn in Belfast was free from incidents. Once we packed up the girls and got them back to their Mum, Jamie contacted the broker about buying the house he's been renting. We both like the idea of a home base in Belfast, it is really convenient for visits with the girls, and he wants to ensure they maintain a good relationship with Jim and Samina.

We're back in LA and the normalcy of life on this continent. We're staying in my home and looking for another property since we need something a little more family friendly and with significantly more space for when the girls come to visit. I'm in and out on various projects and Jamie is prepping for a new movie. He was asked to play a professional athlete who is involved in a horrific car accident and confined to a wheelchair. He was annoyed to be asked, but given Sam Taylor Johnson is directing, he decided to take it. She is a gem, has a soft spot for both of us, and we know we owe her quite a bit both personally and professionally.

I'm plating up dinner when he comes in from his first table read. He tosses his backpack down and comes in to wrap me up from behind and plant a series of kisses along my neck. "Ummmm...you smell good. I missed you, love."

I turn to give him access to my lips, "I can't wait to hear about your day. Wash up, dinner's ready."

Once we settle and start eating, I ask him "So tell me about it. Who's in it? What do you think?"

He swallows and reaches for another sip of wine. "Chris Evans is the main guy. He's driving when we wreck. He recovers. I don't." He takes another bite. "The female lead is somebody I've never met. Her name is Sarah-Kim Shannon. She goes by Saki."

I snort at that. "Saki? Like Japanese wine?"

He laughs and nods. "Exactly. She says, and I quote 'Just like saki, I'm small and powerful and will go straight to your head.'"

I roll my eyes and he tips his fork at me, "And THAT is exactly the response she got from both me and Chris. She's good enough, but a little immature. And she's gonna be a handful. I can already tell."

I point my fork at him, "Tell Saki she needs to watch her step or I'll give her a big fat sock-y right in the mouth."

He laughs as he cleans his plate, "Not even a concern. I've got her number and so does Sam. She can connive all she wants, but she's not gonna get anywhere with any of us."

I can't help but smile at him as I chew. He studies me and finally asks, "Why the grin?"

I put down my fork and reach over to stroke his face, "I'm just so proud of you that you figured out a predatory female when you see one. I think that's a first."

He snorts at me as he stands to clear his dishes, "Yeah, finally. One manipulative wife and a couple of she bitches on a recent project are enough to help me see the signs." He puts his dishes in the dishwasher and comes back to collect mine, "Sam must have read the signs as well because at the end of the day, she presented all of us with new NDAs that prevent anyone from posting anything on social media about any individual. They can post about the movie, but not individuals. And no pictures. After the Untogether fiasco, I was happy to sign."

I stand and help him clean up and as we work companionably, I say, "God bless Sam. So is Saki a cutie patootie?"

He turns and pulls me to him, planting a nice wet kiss in my neck. He pulls back to look at me, but holds me tight. "She is. She plays a professional cheerleader." I school myself from stiffening and he continues, "But she's not nearly as cute as she thinks she is. And her forwardness is fairly off-putting."