Leigh Drew Forrester couldn’t help but smile as he dressed in his wardrobe for the day’s scene. He had a great fucking morning. After sparring with his best friend and trainer, Damien, he had a hot round of mind-blowing sex with his girl Sydney. Drew smiled to himself. He purposely skipped a shower this morning before heading to the studio for today’s filming. Nice and nasty and ripe as a pile of garbage. Serves that bitch Kiera Radcliff right if I reek like sex and sweat and filthy sparring pads for this awkward as fuck sex scene we’re filming today. I know she’s the one that’s been leaking lies to the tabloids and pushing the studio to put a fake relationship with her into my publicity contract. Drew thought about Sydney and how much he loved her. No way would he ever agree to a pretend relationship with Kiera to promote the film, even if was fake. Just the fact that it was Kiera—something about the stunning blonde actress made him think she wasn’t right in the head.
