Chapter 39

“You two hit the showers,” I told them. “We’ll be shooting some of the extras this afternoon.”

J.T. and Luis shared one of those glances—the sort that had you checking behind your back for a “kick me” sign. I wasn’t certain I liked the smiles that spread across their faces. I shot a glance of my own at my cameraman, and his brows lowered.

“We have to have lunch first,” J.T. said, stepping slowly toward me. “And Luis and me know exactly what we want on our plates.”

“Luis and I,” I said automatically. Then, my brain caught up to my mouth. “Just what is it you two reprobates are hatching here?”

Luis had moved to stand in front of John, and I could see the evidence of the big man’s interest. Hell, who wouldn’t be interested in a couple of naked youngsters flaunting their packages?

“There’s been a lot of sucking,” Luis said with a grin. “But no fucking. We need some fucking for lunch.”