Hollywood Hills, Calif.–7:19 p.m., Pamper-Her-Friday:
” . . . we had fun, didn’t we?”
“Ooh yes, we did. It wasn’t even like work on the set. Just imagine if all our movies could be like that. People actually thought we had a thing going on off-camera,” she blushes into his eyes.
Their interaction is fluid, easy, effortless.
“How you know I didn’t?” he throws a slider she doesn’t expect.
She looks askance then returns his gaze with knowing eye language.
“So what are you saying?”
“What I’m sayin’ is . . . maybe we should do it again. We both know that no other couple on this chocolate earth can match our on-screen heat, woman.” His swag and charisma, intense as ever, tugs at her, rendering her near helpless.
The proposition doesn’t take much thought.
“You know people are talking about a sequel on social media. They’re workin’ on trailer apps already . . . and our own ad platform on the new facebook Home phone . . . .” he adds.
She begins talking contract figures, box-office/DVD/internet streaming/cable revenue, including Netflix, and urban media.
She’s grown since that breakthrough project and is now a fierce businesswoman as much as a can’t-take-our-eyes-off-her actress.
“I’ll tell you what,” she slips into her mesmerizing, captivating character. “You’ll be the blues in my left thigh . . . and . . . ” she pauses, leaving him suspended in her melt-inducing brown eyes.
“And?” he can’t wait.
“. . . and I’ll be the funk in your right.”
They both break out in laughter.
And a jones, once immortalized on film, resurfaces.
I got a jones for you, woman. -Rg2
Coming soon: “Love Jones 2: The Pamper-Her-Friday Affair”
© 2013 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®