Disclaimer: Don't own JB…or Nick. Do I wish I did? Damn straight.
Musicals. Heaven and Hell set to music. For a girl whether its Heaven or Hell changes daily. Guys have it pretty much stuck in Heaven mode. Sure they have to dance, wear (sometimes) ridiculous costumes and, makeup; but if you're straight the ratio is about 5 girls per guy. It's pretty much the same if you're gay, but if you're gay and single you get guys thrown at you left and right.
Right now I'm stuck in the Hell part of the bargain. Sure I am doing what I love, but the damn lead is making it difficult. I'm doing a musical called Barnum. You know Barnum & Bailey and Ringling Brothers circus, "The Greatest Show On Earth!" The lead, as I'm sure you've figured out by now, is Barnum. "P.T. Barnum is the name! And miracles are my game." Well the ever popular humbugging Barnum is being played by the ever gorgeous Nicholas Jonas. And we're having a dance rehearsal.
See normally watching Nick dance is at least tolerable, meaning I don't have the urge to jump where he stands, or uh dances rather. But I we're in North West Ohio…in July. If you don't know the meaning of that then allow me to expound. It almost 100 degrees Fahrenheit outside in an old brick building that means it about 80 inside, with air conditioning. Now and cast and crew, stage lights and dancing and singing we are all about to pass out. And we are all sweaty and hot! But there is Nick up on his "soap box" for all intents and purposes; and I nearly forget the words in moves because his neck is all shiny from sweat and its taking all of my meager self-control not to jump on top of him and lick it off.
Damn musicals.
A/N: So there is a lil' snippet. Let me know what y'all think about it. It'll get *ahem* steamier as I go along with it…but I would like a beta if anyone is interested.
Hasta Luego!
- Kate