The Best Man

Chapter 7: Meghan

It was early and I was having a hard time keeping my eyes open. Taron had texted me the address of where the shooting of his new movie was located and I waited for him.

"Hey" he said and I jumped before I realized it was him. He wore a hoodie and a baseball cap.

"Come on then" he put his arm around me and leaded us to where we needed to go. It had been some time since I had last worked on a movie set but I always enjoyed it.

We walked into his trailer.

"When are the others due to arrive?" I asked as I dropped my bag and started to unpack everything.

Taron shrugged "No idea"

He got out of his hoodie and his shirt rode up. Nothing I hadn't seen before but he was in great shape. He pulled down his white shirt and sat down in one of the chairs opposite a mirror.

"What's on your schedule today?" I asked as I continued to unload makeup and pencils from my bag.

"That one" Taron said as he handed me today's schedule. Today would be... Oh. Apparently they shot a sex scene today. Shooting would begin at 6 AM and it was 4 AM now.

"Alright" I let out a breath "Let's get started then"

"What do you want to start with first?" Taron asked and I swear I saw a hint of amusement there.

"I'll do your face first and then the body makeup" I said and ruffled through the makeup to get started with the foundation.

After I put that on I worked on his eyebrows and he chuckled.

"Hold still or I'll screw this up" I laughed. He opened his eyes and stared into mine, our faces only inches apart as I worked the eyebrow pencil over his eyebrows.

I had a look at the description every now and then to make him look exactly how they wanted him to in that scene.

"How did shooting go so far? I feel like we didn't really talk for ages" I smiled.

"Oh, it's fine. It's a nice-" he paused "It's a nice distraction from real life."

"Well I'm sure the movie will be great" I said as I looked through the body makeup's I had brought.

"I'm not a fan of those kinds of movies but there's nothing you can't make me do" he winked at me.

I did his hair next, it was supposed to be all ruffled so I used some hair wax and my hands wandered through his hair. I had no idea it was that thick.

"Now I really look like I just woke up" Taron laughed.

I smiled. He looked like he just had sex but I pushed that thought from my mind. "You'll need to undress"

Taron raised his eyebrows and I laughed. "For the body makeup" I explained.

He got out of the chair and pulled his white shirt over his head first. Then he unbuckled his belt and pushed down his jeans. He didn't meet my eyes and I prepared the makeup.

The moment changed somehow, even though we were friends, there was something intimate about covering his whole body in makeup. Bare skin I had never touched and wasn't supposed to as his friend.

He stood before me and my eyes met his. I would clearly see more of his body in a second.

"Are you sure you want me to do this?" I asked him, my tone serious.

"I wouldn't want anybody else" he smirked. He was only teasing.

I laughed but it sounded strange, even to myself. Where was all this coming from? This was Taron, my best friend. I tried to push every thought from my mind as I covered his body in a light makeup and powder so there were no sparkles in the camera shots.

His shoulders were broader than you would think if you saw him dressed. His belly was formed in an almost six pack.

"How did you get so fit without me realising?" I laughed as I looked up to him.

His expression was unreadable "It's the best I've looked in a while" he shrugged "It's for scenes like this I have to look like this" he gestured over his body "But you know I love food too much to actually stay in shape"

I smiled "Oh yes, I know that. We're such foodies" I laughed.

I left out his Ralph Lauren boxer briefs and dropped to my knees to work on his thighs. I looked up to Taron to see he had closed his eyes.

"You must be pretty tired" I joked "But I am too" I jawned.

He stared down at me and his gaze was heated. I could feel my skin heating up, suddenly not tired anymore. He had never looked at me like that.

"Turn around" I said before these thoughts could flood my mind.

He obliged and I worked the brush all over his back and down his legs.

"I think you can put on the robe" I said when I was finished. I felt wobbly on my feet as I stood up. Must have been the lack of sleep. Taron steadied me and he didn't meet my eyes.

He let go of me to slip into the robe and I checked my watch. Great timing, it was almost 6 AM.

"One more thing" I said and Taron sat down in the chair again. I looked though my bag and found the lipstick I have been looking for.

I put some on the back of my hand and used a brush to apply the lipstick on Taron's lips. How had I not realised how soft and fluffy they were? Why were these thoughts running through my mind exactly?

I continued to work on his lips, trying to think of something awful just to get that thought of him actually kissing me out of my head. Dear Lord, I was engaged after all. And Taron was my friend. He wasn't interested in me anyway. But then again I shuddered as I remembered how he had looked at me earlier.

"All set" I smiled when I was done and put the pencil back to my bag.

"Thanks, Meghan" he said as he got out of his chair and pulled me to him. His body felt good against mine and I had always felt safe and loved in his arms.

"It's nothing" I smiled. It was everything though. My thoughts were a mess.