The Dom Unites Wolf and Panther [Unchained Love 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Free

ahead of them, although she could see a lot of big lights on wheeled stands towering over the partitions. Well, that made sense. Everyone knew movies needed high-quality lighting. Unless they were filming a spooky night scene, she supposed.
    Nicholas opened her door and she stepped out of the car, slinging her purse over her shoulder, then followed Nicholas around the room divider and into the main part of the building. Several very large cameras on wheeled trolleys were parked in one area, then a living room set was ahead of her with a large red velvet sofa, a red velvet ladies’ fainting couch, and two red velvet armchairs. Between them, on a wooden coffee table, sat a big platter of fruit and another equally large one with a bowl of dip in the center and vegetable sticks surrounding it. An ice bucket with a bottle of wine in it rested on a stand on one side of the table.
    Surely all this wouldn’t normally be here? They had to have set it up just for her. That was amazing and so sweet of them. The “room” was lovely and the food so well thought out. These men were truly wonderful.
    “If we are starting here, are you going to show me more of the studio? All I’ve seen is the front office and here so far,” she said.
    “We can do that now before it gets dark,” said Nicholas, drawing her hand through his arm. Curtis did the same on her other side, although her heavy purse bounced between their bodies.
    “What’s in this thing? Do you want to leave it here?” Curtis asked.
    “No, it’s fine. I feel naked without it.”
    “Here, let me.” Curtis removed it from her shoulder and slung it over his own outer arm so he could be closer to her.
    Together they walked slowly through the building. Most of the floor was bare concrete, but in a bedroom scene there was a thick rug on the floor, and in another living room scene the floor appeared to be wood. “Is that a removable wood floor, or is it fake?” she asked.
    “It’s like one of those portable dance floors people can hire. It has to be real wood so people’s feet echo on it when they walk in high heels,” said Nicholas.
    “Oh, okay, of course.”
    At the far end of the building Curtis opened a door and they stepped outside into a Wild Western town setting. The buildings were just wooden storefronts, with struts supporting them from behind, but some had windows and doors that opened. The street was dirt, but on one side of it the buildings had a wooden boardwalk.
    Only one hundred yards farther on, the street changed to be a modern city with tall painted buildings. Autumn stopped to look back, moving away from the men to get perspective. “That’s very clever indeed. You’d swear these buildings really were five or six stories tall.”
    “It’s all in the way you paint the sets. And Raegan is damn good at painting sets,” said Nicholas.
    “Raegan? Have I met him?”
    “Likely you’ve seen him. Early fifties, gray hair. Our full-time staff is quite small. Mostly we just hire extras as we need them.”
    “Yes, I know both Ramona and Gaynor love that they get to do all sorts of different jobs.”
    They walked the length of the “street” then returned to the building, Autumn quite fascinated by the clever way such a small area seemed to be much bigger than it really was.
    “Are you ready to eat now?” asked Curtis, leading her toward the “living room.”
    “Absolutely.” Autumn sat on one of the armchairs and leaned forward to look at the platter of chopped vegetables. “This looks awesome.” Carefully, she chose a celery stick, dipped it in the sauce, and nibbled. “Yum.”
    Curtis grinned. “So your human woman side prefers celery sticks to tuna?”
    “Actually, that’s kind of interesting. I like fish as well as fruit and vegetables. I don’t dislike water either, although I’m not much on playing in the snow. Cold and wet are okay in small doses, but I’m not really into both at once. Do you sit and howl at the moon,