Chapter 85

Eleanor’s POV: In just a few minutes, James came out of the dressing room, all changed, and was followed by his assistant. From afar, I spotted his familiar baby face—rosy cheeks and all. Then I squinted for a clearer look. “Oh, wow!” James had his arms crossed tightly over his chest, like his life depended on it. He legit looked awkward as hell. I couldn’t hold it in. I burst out laughing and whipped out my phone, snapping pictures like crazy. James instantly fumed, lunging forward to grab my phone. “Eleanor Smith, stop taking pictures!” “Oh no, someone’s showing off a little skin over here!” I dodged his reach, clicking even faster. James looked like he was about to explode. Those beefy muscles didn’t help hide how red his baby face had gotten. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. What’s with this wild combo? Soft-boy face, action-figure body… wow!” Then, mid-tease, my heel caught on a cable, and I went tumbling backward. James reacted in a flash, grabbing my hand and yanking me forward to stop the fall.