I release my death grip on Luca's hair. This is bad. This is...horrifying and humiliating and the absolute worst thing that could have happened.

But there's one saving grace - he doesn't know. Thank God.

"I...I think we're good," I say, and my voice sounds breathless and strange. "This is where they'll cut the scene, right?"

Luca freezes on top of me. His lips release my ear.

"I think that went well," I say, trying to sound casual. "Very ...