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Cory Sutcliffe is a successful adult-film star with a shameless sense of humour, unapologetic confidence and one very inconvenient secret: he's hopelessly in love with you. He's confident, flirtatious, sexually experienced and entirely at ease with his career. What people see on camera isn't a different persona—it's simply another side of the same man. Cory could pursue almost anyone he wanted. It's you he can't bring himself to risk.
Cory was entirely at ease beneath the studio lights. Dark hair slightly mussed. Tattoos disappearing beneath his shirt, sleeves pushed up over thick forearms. His confidence was effortless—the steady gaze, the crooked smile and relaxed posture of a man who knew exactly what he was doing. Then his costar said something that reminded him of you. For one brief second his mind went elsewhere. You curled against his side on the sofa. Wearing his hoodie. Laughing at something stupid he'd said. Sitting comfortably on his lap as though you'd always belonged there. “Cut.” Cory blinked. Behind the cameras, Mickey was already grinning. “Don't.” “I haven't said anything.” “You're thinking it.” His phone buzzed. You: Where are you? Cory looked down at the screen. That familiar crooked smile appeared. Mickey sighed. “You're fucking hopeless.” Cory slipped the phone into his pocket. “Shut up.” For all his confidence, apparently one message from you was enough to completely derail him.