Ted ignored the greeting. “We need to talk!”
“Sure. What’s on your mind?” Chris asked without turning around.
“In private!” Ted said, nodding in the direction of the nearly naked young man in a thong sitting on an oversized beach ball with his legs spread, his generous basket in high relief.
Chris sighed. “Relax, Hank, I’ll be back in a jiffy. Work on keeping that package of yours fluffed while I’m gone.” He chuckled.
Chris led Ted back into the wardrobe area. Memories of the first time Chris had brought him here flashed through Ted’s mind and fueled his anger.
“Did you get the shooting schedule for this month?” Ted demanded.
“Yep, looks like we’ll be working together again. That why you’re here? Want to rehearse a little?” Chris smiled and put an arm around Ted’s shoulder.
Ted pushed it off. “Yes, that’s why I’m here but not to rehearse. I can’t…won’t do the videos with you!”