44 Ask Politely

"Good morning, Astra."

Oh I see how it is. We're gonna pretend nothing happened this morning. That's fine two can play at this game.

"Good morning, Will. How are you today?"

"I am feeling very good. How are you?" He says seductively as he rubs the black lace that's peeking out of his pocket.

Why do I feel so hot when he does that? I should be mad. That's right I am mad. How could he flash that for anyone to see? Especially after what happened yesterday? The people walking around him stare in shock. Makes sense since no one has really seen the ice king with a smile on his face. I'm not sure if they're entranced or scared. Maybe both.

"Not the best."

"Oh, why is that?"

"Someone took something important to me and I want it back."

"You never know. Maybe if you ask them politely for it they'll give it back."

"Well, enough about that. The filming has been set back a day which means we need to try and work as fast as we can. You need to head in and get dressed. Once you're done with that I'll help you go over the lines."

"No need, I went over them last night."

He puts out his cigarette and we start to walk over to his trailer. Thank goodness, I really hate the smell of those cigarettes. Reminds me of a darker time in my life. We continue to talk as they start getting him ready for the next scene.

"Is there anything in particular you want for lunch?"

"I don't have any scenes with stunts today, let's do pizza."

"Any particular kind?"

"As long as it doesn't have pineapple I'm good."

"Hey now, what did pineapple do to you?"

"Nothing. It just doesn't belong on pizza."

"Uh, wrong sir. Pineapple does belong on pizza."

"No way, pizza is meant to be savory."

"Yeah but sweet and savory belong together."

"Pineapple is a fruit!"

"You know what's also a fruit? Tomatoes, and yet it's on almost every single type of pizza."

"I disagree."

"You always do," I mumble to myself

"What was that?"

"I said that I will agree to disagree and we'll leave it at that."

The hair and makeup is finished with their job and costume comes in. That's my cue to leave. While I'm outside, I suddenly think of something. When he changes, he's going to have to leave my bra in the trailer. Surely he wouldn't bring it with him while he's filming. He's a professional after all. Once he leaves the trailer to film, I'll pretend I left something, go through his things and find the bra. Once I have it back in my possession, I can make some plans to avenge myself. Until then, I have to play nice.

Hearing the trailer door open, I put on the most innocent face I can muster.

"Wow Will, even with all those cuts you look really good."

"I do?"

"Yes, now I remember why I had such a big crush on you back in the day. If I wasn't your assistant I'd be all over you."

"That can be arranged." He says with a lowered voice.

"I I ah-"

He walks towards the set, and realizes I'm not following.

"Aren't you coming?"

"In a second, I left something in the trailer. Go on without me, I won't be long!"

Once he turns around, I practically trip over myself to get to the trailer. Slamming the door, I scan the room to look for his things. Seeing them in the corner, I start going through all his pockets. Seeing them empty, I look in all the drawers and in the closet. While looking under all the furniture I hear a man's voice.

"Find what you were looking for?"

I jump and bang my head on the table. Damn that really hurt.

Peeking out from under the table, I see Will standing there looking smug.

"No, I didn't." I say with a pout.

While looking up, I see black lace inside of his jacket. No way. He actually did it.

���If you want, I can give you a clue."

"Please do."

"The answer you seek lies in a question. You just have to ask the right person."

No, thanks. I'll keep my pride, thank you.

"I'll keep that in mind. Maybe if I'm lucky, I'll find that later."

Opening the door, he gestures for me to go ahead of him.

"After you, my dear."

He stands there with that beautiful smile of his. I walk past him with a glare, and he has the audacity to snicker. I wonder if he's ever had a Carolina Reaper before. I'd love to just give him a plate full of them. It's a hot day even with all the fans running, it's still burning up. I'm sweating bullets and the jacket doesn't help. I wish I could take it off, but no he just had to steal my bra. I will not lose to him. I stand in front of one of the fans, and finally begin to cool off but at a cost. The cool air makes my nipples erect. I thought the jacket would hide it but I was wrong. Crap what do I do? Will comes and stands next to me. I cross my arms in front of my breasts to try and cover them.

"All you have to do is ask, Astra."

Ugh, it appears I have no choice but to lower my pride.

"Fine! There's fifteen minutes until you film. Let's go back to your trailer."

When we get there he closes the door behind us and I slide past him to lock to make sure no one sees us.

"Give it back." I say with my hand extended.

"Give what back?" He says innocently

"You know exactly what I mean."

"No, I don't. I need you to use your words, Astra."

"Give me back my bra."

"Now Astra, that's not how we ask for something."

"Give me back my bra, please?"

"Hmm no."

"Why not?" I whine.

"You didn't ask me properly."

"How am I supposed to ask you then. I said please."

"Repeat after me. 'May I please have my bra back, sir.'"

When he says this, I have an urge to smack him and please him at the same time. My breath is shortened and I look down.

"Look me in the eyes when you ask me something, Astra."

I feel a blush climb up my face when I look him in the eye, as I know what I'm about to say.

"May I please have my bra back, sir."