They wake the next morning wrapped around each other. She yawns and stretches, slinging her arm across his chest.
"Morning," he says with a yawn.
"Ready to get up and face the music?" she asks, and he laughs, realizing her double meaning.
"No," he says, pulling her closer to him, "I think we should stay here forever."
"As much as I'd love to, I think we'll get fired. You have to get back to filming Ground Floor as soon as this wraps, and I already signed on to do Zach Braff's newest movie," she explains.
"Do you watch Ground Floor?" he wonders.
"Yes, of course," she replies, sitting up a little so she can look at him, "I wouldn't miss a chance to see you in those sexy banker suits and ties. Plus, you sing sometimes on the show."
"You like the suits?" he smiles at her, his eyes twinkling in amusement. "And the singing?" he adds.
"Um, yes," she responds, "You know you're an amazing singer. And the show is funny. And you look hot. My only problem with it is that you have to kiss Briga constantly."
"Like this?" he says softly, pulling her down to him and kissing her. Just as the kiss begins to deepen in intensity she pulls back a little.
"So you've never told me what you thought of me when we first met," he says.
"Honestly?" she asks and he nods, "I thought you were cute, and charming, and kind of a flirt. You talked so easily with all of the girls, and I didn't think I stood out to you in any way. And then you started hanging out with Camp all of the time, and I just thought you were a typical guy, always going for the blonde."
He laughs, "Gee, thanks."
"And then you sang and I thought you were amazing. I could listen to you sing forever. And those dance moves?" She imitates a few of them, "Sexy."
He laughs again, burying his face into his pillow.
"You're sure you're ok with the fact that I'm a brunette, right? Because I tried blonde for a role and it didn't work for me," she tells him.
"How's this for sure?" he murmurs into her ear as he rolls her over, pressing her into the mattress with his body and kissing her passionately.
"Works for me," she answers breathlessly, deciding that it's ok if they're a few minutes late to the set this morning.
There's a hoard of paparazzi waiting for them outside, so they do their bests to disguise themselves and leave separately from the back entrance of the hotel.
When he arrives, she's already on set waiting to begin filming. He sees her across the room, sitting in her chair laughing at something on her phone.
"What's so funny?" he asks her as he sits down next to her.
"Zach is ribbing me about all the tabloid stuff involving you and me," Anna explains.
"Zach Braff?" Skylar questions, "I didn't know you guys were friends. I mean I saw that you tweeted him a few times."
"Yeah, we're friends," she replies, "I was supposed to be in his movie Wish I Was Here, but my schedule wouldn't allow it, so Ashley Greene replaced me. He was disappointed because he'd written the role for me, and since then we've had a back and forth thing going on. He's basically hounded me ever since to do one of his movies, so when his next project started, he wouldn't stop until I agreed to do it."
"My girlfriend is a hot commodity!" Skylar teases her, and she rolls her eyes.
"Please," she shakes her head, "All you'd have to do is throw on one of those banker suits and start singing, and any girl would fall at your feet."
"You flatter me," he responds, smiling, "It's really a shame for them, you know, because I'm taken."
She kisses him on the lips, earning a few catcalls from the surrounding crew. "And don't you forget it," she says with a wink before turning to leave. As she walks away he can hear laugh again at something Zach's said and he can't help but feel a tightening in his chest. Even if Anna herself doesn't get it, he knows that men are interested in her, and he knows there are going to be many challenges ahead in their relationship once their schedules change. He turns around and watches as she chats with a few of the crew men before going in the direction of her dressing room, and they all check her out as she walks away. She really doesn't get it.
They have a few musical scenes together, but there isn't much time for talking the rest of the day. Rebel comes up to them after they wrap for the day.
"So we're having a little party for Adam's birthday later on at the hotel," she explains. "We've rented out the pool and it's going to be catered and everything. Nothing fancy, just the cast hanging out, eating, drinking, and swimming. Will you come?"
Anna and Skylar look at each other, "Sure," they say in unison.
"Great!" Rebel says excitedly, bouncing away to talk to Alexis.
"I guess I'll just see you there?" Skylar asks Anna before giving her a quick kiss and turning to leave. She's relieved that she thought to pack a swimsuit, since with the Pitch Perfect cast you just never know what to expect. She's looking forward to spending the evening with her friends and Skylar.
She dresses for the party and heads down to the pool right as it starts. When she arrives, Brittany, Rebel, Alexis, Adam, and Ben are already there. One by one, the rest of the cast and some of the crew arrive. Anna is relieved when it doesn't seem like Camp will be coming. Skylar arrives and greets her, giving her a peck on the cheek before going off to hang out with the guys. She's happy to be sitting with the girls sipping her drink. She watches as Skylar pulls off his t-shirt, leaving him only in his swim trunks which hang low on his hips. He kicks off his flip-flops and jumps into the pool, and as he emerges from underwater tiny droplets run down his bare chest. Anna can't help herself. She's just staring at him.
Rebel smiles, noticing, "You've got quite a piece of man candy there, huh?"
"Uh huh," Anna replies absently, placing her drink on the table and standing. She pulls of her shirt and shorts to reveal a royal blue bikini that fits her perfectly and leaves little to the imagination.
"Damn girl," Brittany says with raised eyebrows, "Skylar's not going to be able to take his eyes off you in that."
"Or his hands!" Alexis exclaims, laughing.
Anna rolls her eyes as she walks towards the pool steps and slowly gets into the water. Ben notices her first, and soon all pairs of male eyes turn in her direction. Adam whistles loudly and Skylar swims over to her. The other girls are jumping in the pool all around her, and some of them are starting up a volleying game with a beach ball.
Rebel is perched on the side of the pool soaking her feet, "I don't want to give any of you flat butts heart palpitations from seeing me in a bathing suit," she explains with a wink.
Skylar reaches Anna and scoops her up from behind, pressing a quick kiss to the base of her neck. They join in the volleyball game, and it doesn't escape Skylar's attention that the other guys continue to stare at Anna every time she jumps out of the water to get the ball. They hear a distant ringing sound, and Amy gets up to walk over to the table.
"Hey Kendrick!" she calls, "It's Zach Braff calling your cell! Want me to take a message for you?"
"Dear God no!" Anna replies, laughing, but Rebel has already picked up the phone.
"Hey Zach!" she says, "It's Rebel here. I'm acting as Kendrick's personal secretary since her fine ass is too busy playing with her man candy boy toy."
"Rebel!" Anna exclaims, quickly getting out of the pool and snatching the phone away from Rebel. "Hey Zach, sorry about that," she says, and then walks out of earshot to continue the conversation. She talks to him for a few minutes before returning to the pool and jumping back in with the others.
"What was that about?" Skylar asks her.
"He wanted to let me know about a few scheduling changes for the movie," she explains.
"Are you going to have any time off between this and that?" he asks.
"Maybe a week or two at most. It's going to be tight, especially if we run late," she replies.
"Oh. Well I was hoping we'd have a little time together in L.A. before you had to leave," he says.
"We will. Probably not long, but we'll just have to make the most of it," she answers with a smile.
They continue splashing around and talking with their friends. When Skylar gets out of the pool for a while to get something to drink, Anna feels someone swim under her, and before she knows what's happening, she's lifted up out of the water on Adam's shoulders.
"Adam!" she scolds, "Put me down!"
"No way, AK-47," he says drunkenly, "I'm the birthday boy and you're hot. You're a gift I'd like to unwrap," he flirts lamely.
Adam puts her down when he sees Skylar coming back towards the pool, his eyes narrowed. It's in this moment that Ben decides to scoop her up, his hand not-so accidentally brushing the side of her breast as he does so.
"Did you just try to cop a feel?" she asks incredulously, trying to get out of his grasp.
"You're just so sexy, I can't help it," Ben slurs, and before she can respond, Skylar is beside her.
"Ben," he says firmly, "Put her down." Ben complies and he takes Anna by the hand, pulling her close to him.
"Listen, all of you," he says to the guys, "Anna and I are together, she's with me now, and I expect you all to respect that. And if you can't, you better say so now."
"Dude, it's cool," Adam says, holding his hands up in mock-surrender, "We were just messing around is all."
Ben doesn't say anything; he just looks mortified as Skylar leads Anna to the far end of the pool by the steps.
"Are you ok?" he asks her quietly and she nods, sitting on the steps beside him.
"They were just playing around. Although Ben did kind of grab my boob," she says, cringing a little at the memory. "But they're all drunk off their asses. They didn't mean anything by it."
"No, but they're attracted to you," Skylar replies quietly, "As I'm sure Zach is too. Or anyone who lays eyes on you in this bikini. I seriously think you're trying to torture me."
"You poor baby," she smiles, moving to sit in his lap. She can feel the electricity flowing between them as she kisses him lightly. She starts to pull away, but Skylar reaches up and anchors her lips to his, holding her head in his hands. He deepens the kiss, and before she realizes that all of their friends are watching she has her legs wrapped around his waist and her chest pressed to his.
"Damn, get a room!" Rebel yells loudly, and Anna pulls away from Skylar abruptly. They're both breathing hard as she puts a little distance between them before climbing out of the pool and grabbing a towel. She wraps it around herself, trying to conceal the blush that's spread across her skin.
Skylar swims across the pool over to the rest of the guys. "You two are so adorable together!" Brittany says warmly as he passes her.
"Adorable?" Adam jests, clapping Skylar on the back, "More like hot, you lucky bastard!"
And still, Ben says nothing. Skylar looks over at him. "Can I talk to you a minute?"
The two get out of the pool and walk over to one of the tables. "Look," Skylar begins, "I'm really sorry that you got hurt in all of this. And I'm sure it must be uncomfortable for you, but Anna and I really care about each other, and I hope that we can all still be friends."
"I'm sorry man," Ben says, not making eye contact, "I didn't mean to touch her. It was an accident. I'll admit it, I'm really, really jealous of you guys. I'd be lying if I said I didn't still want Anna for myself, but I get that she doesn't want me back."
"Plenty more fish in the sea," Skylar replies, giving Ben's shoulder a reassuring squeeze as he stands to leave.
"Yeah, but none quite like her," Ben murmurs, looking over at Anna who is now laughing with her friends as she towels off her damp hair. Skylar smiles as he watches her. He settles himself in one of the lounge chairs to dry off for a while. When Anna walks over to him, he pulls her by the hand onto his lap and she settles herself between his legs, leaning back onto his chest. He wraps his arms around her, his fingers tracing absently on the bare skin of her stomach.
A bunch of the others join them, taking nearby chairs as they talk about the movie and share stories that have all of them laughing. Skylar is enjoying the feel of her skin against his and the way she seems to fit perfectly in his arms. He's having trouble concentrating on what the others are saying. He knows they still have a few more weeks left of filming, but he's already worrying about what might happen afterwards. It's almost as if he already misses Anna even though she's currently in his arms. He presses a kiss to the shell of her ear and smiles when he feels her shiver.
"Well, isn't this just perfect?" a shrill voice says out of nowhere, and they all turn to see Camp standing there in a one piece swimsuit and cover-up with a sour expression on her face. Anna moves to get up, but Skylar keeps his arms firmly around her.
"Come to crash my party?" Adam asks her.
"No," Camp scowls, "I thought I might come to hang out with people I thought were my friends, but I guess I was mistaken."
Brittany stands up and walks over to her, "Please, you're embarrassing yourself. We all think of you as a friend. Don't take your anger out on us. It's not fair to make us choose between all of you."
"Whatever," Camp says, narrowing her eyes at Anna and Skylar, "Well don't you two look cozy."
"They do," Rebel interjects, "And things would be a lot easier on everyone if you would just try to be happy for them and move on, for all our sakes."
Camp rolls her eyes, "Fine, whatever," she says, crossing her arms dramatically over her chest. She walks over to the bar, and Ben jumps out of his chair and scurries over to her.
Anna laughs, leaning over to whisper in Skylar's ear, "Now they'd make a cute couple, don't you think?" She buries her face into his neck as he laughs, snuggling closer to him.
It's getting late, and Anna's hair has long since dried in loose curls as they throw on their shirts and say their goodbyes for the night. Camp and Ben end up talking most of the night off to the side of the party, and Anna couldn't be happier. "Two birds with one stone," she says to Brittany with a grin as she takes Skylar's hand and they bid everyone goodnight.
They're tired as they get into the elevator, their hands still joined as the doors close.
"Hey," Skylar says, his voice husky as he pulls her to him. "Did I mention how sexy you look tonight?"
"Ditto," she replies, tracing his muscles with her fingertips, "I might opt for this over the banker suits, actually."
"Oh really?" he answers smugly, reaching underneath her shirt and pulling the knot holding her bikini top loose.
"Really," she answers, skimming her fingers under the waistband of his swim trunks. By the time the elevator reaches her floor, they're well into their make out session. He backs her towards the door to the suite as she reaches behind herself, fumbling to unlock it with her key card.
He doesn't know how long this electric connection, this passion and intensity between them is going to last. He hopes forever as the door closes behind them and she's pressing his back against it as her lips do wonderful things to his neck.
He just can't seem to get enough of her, and when her royal blue bikini bottoms hit the floor a moment later, he knows he never will.