I go back to the dance floor all the while locking my gaze at Aiden who’s still holding my gaze.
As the music starts, I begin dancing, slow at first before increasing my tempo along with the music.
Still looking at him, I cup my breasts together, pushing them out even more squeezing them before I eventually release them.
I continue dancing as I stare at him, making all sort of sensual movements as I move my body to the beat.
The music eventually stops and as anther one comes on,I dance my way to Aiden. And this time without waiting for me to,he parts his thighs and I insert myself in between them.
“Did you like this one? It was specially for you.” I say as my hands moves up to play with his hair.
“So much baby, I loved seeing you dance for me. Loved how you put on a show for me.” He murmurs as his lips trails kisses down my throat.
“ Don’t
Every movie set was the same.Same set of self absorbed people, it didn’t matter the role that they were playing, they all had this air of entitlement.Curling their nose up at everyone else…Although not all were like that, some had manners and lots of them didn’t. Who am I to complain about that, afterall I’m just here to provide them with the food they need and I do that excellently well. At least good enough to get more contracts from other film sets.Wiping my hands at the back of my jean, I look at my watch which I had worn over the back of my wrists to avoid scratches on the face; 09:15 pm it reads. “Time to pack up people!” I yell at my crew and there’s an exaggerated sigh of relief which I can relate to, because who wouldn’t
“What’s so funny?” I demand throwing a dish towel at him which he catches effortlessly, he raises two fingers up and I take it to mean that he wants me to give him two minutes which I do. “Time up.” I said looking at my watch and he nods before clearing his throat “What was your question again..” he asks trailing off with a brow raised and I know that he’s asking for my name. “Hadley.” I answer his unasked question and he nods handing me back the dish towel and as our hands touch I feel electric sparks and I quickly drop mine. “Alright Hadley, what was your question?” he asks and I frown “I asked what was funny?” I ask and he takes a drag out of his cigarette.&nbs
“Are you scared of me?” Aiden suddenly asks as he drives, and I take sometime to think about it before I shake my head no. “Why do you think I’m scared of you?” I ask and he turns to stare at me “Why don’t you tell me? You agree to let me drop you off at first then suddenly you start giving excuses.”“I panicked.” “Huh?” he probes and I sigh. “I panicked okay? You’re one of Hollywood’s biggest stars and you’re suddenly showing interest in me because you needed a lighter for your cigarette. After you went back I couldn’t wrap my head over what had happened and I started panicking that I’d come across cheap so I decided to lie so I can preserve my remaining self worth.” I s
The smell of coffee wakes me up and I drag myself out of my bed knowing that there was only one person that had access to the loft. “Sleeping beauty is finally awake.” Cam says as I step into the kitchen and slump on the chair “Good morning to you to.” I mutter accepting the cup of coffee he places in front of me. “How long have you been here?” I question and he shrugs, “About an hour or two.” He replies taking the seat in front of me.“Someone forgot to text when she got home so I had to get here earlier to ensure that she's still alive.” “Sorry.” I mutter as I use an elastic band to tie my hair up. “What’s that?&r
“Sorry we’re closed.” I yell from the kitchen as I hear the bell signifying that there’s a customer chimes. When it doesn’t make the same noise indicating that the person hasn’t left, I pick up a small kitchen knife and slowly step out. “I said we’re closed.” I say as I move to the counter, “I heard you loud and clear.” A familiar husky voice says from behind me and my breath hitches as I drop the knife and turn around slowly. Standing in front of me,clad in black jeans and a gray tee shirt, his herbal cigarette in between his lips is Aiden Wilde who’s frowning at me. “We’re closed…You’ll can place your order and pick it up tomorrow though..” I force myself to s
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“You hired a limo for tonight?” I blurt as he hands me a glass of champagne “I’m insulted that you’ll think that I had to hire one when I own a limo.” He corrects and I nod. “Let’s play a game.” I say and he raises a brow “Thirty questions each.” I add and he folds his arms “What’s in it for me?” he asks and I frown “I’m asking what I get out of playing this game.” He says making air quotes “You get to know me?” I say but it comes out more like a question. “That’s the whole point of taking you out on a date Hadley. To know you.” he points out emphasising the words know you. “So you don’t want to play?” I ask lamely and he shrugs “I’ll play but it’ll have a twist. Every question ans
“So what do you want to know about my past relationships?” he asks and I chew my lips trying to figure out the most less obvious one. “How come they never lasted beyond three months?” I finally ask. “Someone’s been googling me huh?” he asks and I nearly choke on my wine in an attempt to defend myself. “I haven’t, Cameron did though and he read some of the information he saw to me.” “When?” Taking a deep breath I bite the inside of my cheek “The next day after we first..” I begin trailing off. “Made out in my car?” he asks and I instantly turn red, “You don’t have to be so casual about it.” I mutter. “Three months is how long I can take before I grow tired of them, plus t