Kiss Me if You Can Novel - Chapter 70

Chase whispered. Josh couldn’t answer. His aroused lower body pressed against Chase. Chase smiled faintly and gently bit Josh’s lower lip before releasing it.

“Check for yourself.”

“Ha.”

Josh unconsciously let out an exclamation. He had never imagined this man would provoke him like this, but the effect was tremendous. Immediately feeling his stomach churn, Josh breathed heavily.

Pressing their lips together, Josh fumbled with Chase’s body. His fingers busily moved at the waist of the long dress, pulling up the voluminous skirt.

Unfortunately, because it was tailored to Chase’s height, even though the skirt only reached his knees, it was too long. Josh let out an irritated groan from deep in his throat, but seeing Chase looking down at him with a flushed face, all his annoyance and anger vanished instantly.

Kissing him again, he finally grasped the hem of the skirt. Just as he was about to reveal the underwear and check.

“Mr. Miller, Mr. Miller! Where are you? The director is looking for you. Mr. Miller!”

“Fuck!”

Josh genuinely cursed at that moment. Chase turned his head towards the sound, then gave Josh a wry smile. Josh, who had briefly looked down at his frustrated hands, took a step back. Chase readily let him go.

“Are you going to wear it tonight too?”

Josh said, meaningfully glancing at the skirt and Chase’s intimate area.

“Then go.”

Chase gave a suggestive smile and replied.

“Come.”

Josh thought he would just turn around and leave, but after taking a couple of steps, he suddenly looked back.

“What if I’m not wearing any underwear at all?”

This time, Josh couldn’t even make a bewildered sound. Seeing Josh’s wide-eyed face, Chase chuckled briefly, then turned and left. The voice that had been looking for him also quieted down.

Left behind, Josh just blinked blankly for a moment. He also had to leave, but his aroused lower body simply wouldn’t subside. And that last remark was nothing short of a nuclear bomb.

Josh finally cursed, pulled out his penis, and hastily masturbated. Vowing that he would truly not let Chase off the hook tonight.

“Oh.”

After spending some time, he was about to leave when he ran into Seth, who was walking towards him. Seth also saw him, paused briefly, then readily approached.

“Did your hospital visit go well?”

Giving a similar answer to what he had told Mark, Josh walked alongside Seth. People were gathered in one place again, as if filming had resumed. Seth glanced that way and spoke.

“It’s a complete mess, isn’t it?”

“Mark said it reminded him of his childhood.”

When Josh said this casually, Seth tilted his head, then agreed.

“Yeah, I guess so. I even remembered that song. Sweet, sweet, my friend, chocolate bar…”

Seth, who had been singing, paused and tilted his head.

“What’s wrong with you?”

How wonderful it would be if he could ask, What do you mean? But Josh already knew the reason. He knew well that his face was burning hot.

“No, just… it was my first love.”

When he spoke, mixing half-truth and half-lie, Seth easily bought it.

“Well, how many guys wouldn’t? I did too.”

“……”

“To think he would grow up like that.”

Josh knew the meaning of the bitter lingering sentiment all too well. Josh silently patted his shoulder, and they walked away from the set together.

As soon as the director’s “Cut!” sounded, Chase sprang up from the chair he was sitting on. He moved out of his designated position and walked towards the waiting makeup team. It was time to check his overall style, including erased makeup and tangled wig.

“Please sit here, Mr. Miller.”

As soon as he took his seat where Laura indicated, people rushed from all directions and began to touch various parts of Chase’s body. This moment was one of Chase’s least favorite times.

He himself thought he disliked too many things, but he couldn’t help it. Until recently, he had even hated the fact that he was alive and breathing.

But recently, he had found one thing he liked. Conversely, that’s why he wanted to postpone today’s filming until the very last moment. If he could have avoided filming it, he would have.

Since he had been caught, it no longer mattered anyway.

He thought in resignation. I just wish it would end quickly.

Chase subtly looked around. Josh was nowhere to be seen. He hadn’t been able to find him since the kiss earlier. While he thought it was fortunate that he didn’t have to show any more unsightly behavior, he also felt a sense of regret. Having Josh’s eyes fixed on him throughout filming had always been a driving force that made him do his best.

Maybe he’s waiting in the trailer.

Feeling his lower abdomen warm just at the thought, Chase hastily cleared his throat.

“Do you need anything?”

Laura approached him, quick to notice, and asked. Chase bowed his head, hiding his face with the wig, and replied.

“Water.”

“Here you go.”

Laura quickly handed him a plastic bottle. He readily took the water, drank more than half of it in one go, and returned it to Laura.

It was then that he saw the stylist’s stomach as she was checking his hairstyle.

Standing in front of him, she wore a short shirt and jeans barely hanging on her hips, which fully exposed her slender stomach. But what captivated Chase’s gaze was for a different reason.

The stylist, who was carefully styling his wig and creating curls, belatedly realized his gaze was fixed and paused.

“Um, what’s the matter…”

She trailed off cautiously. Anxiously, she lowered her head, worried that she might have offended him, then suddenly realized, “Ah.” There was a long, thin scar there. The stylist cautiously began.

“If it’s uncomfortable to look at, I can go change…”

“What happened? This.”

Chase suddenly asked. His gaze remained fixed on the scar. To his short question, she replied carefully.

“It’s a C-section scar. I had my second child by surgery.”

Chase’s face hardened. The woman was puzzled by his blank, lost expression. After a long moment, Chase spoke.

“A surgical scar? From giving birth?”

“Yes. Um, is there a problem…?”

She asked cautiously, but Chase just stared intently at her scar. It was certainly familiar. Chase had seen it before.

It was the same scar left on Josh’s stomach.

Around the time he thought filming was over, Josh left his accommodation. It had been arranged that he would guard Chase’s trailer until tomorrow morning. He had also taken the medicine he bought from the shop Dane recommended, so there was nothing to worry about.

Damn, I think I’m too excited.

He felt somewhat shy and embarrassed by his own expectation that he would naturally do various things with Chase if he went to his trailer, so he hastily stretched. As he stretched his arms and yawned, he felt fresh air filling his lungs.

“Phew.”

After taking a deep breath, he rotated his neck and walked on. The time for the shift change was approaching. As expected, filming seemed to be over, and he saw people casually walking around. He exchanged brief greetings with familiar faces as he continued walking.