Peter is grunting with every thrust, the slap of his skin on mine so good, and I can feel it when he's there. He swells inside me, cock jerking as he yells out his climax, and I fall into pleasure again as heat spreads inside me. So good I never want him to stop. So good I never want to leave the bed. So good that I'll never not be angry that I missed ten years of him.
We stretch out on the bed together, and he wraps me up in his arms. I look up at him, eyes still glazed and out of it, and it's adorable. "I love you," I tell him.
He smiles, a sleepy, perfect smile. "I love you, too."
We fall asleep like that, him first, and then me, tangled together so that we'll never come apart.
It’s the smell of pancakes that wakes me up in the morning, and the sense of joy and wonderment that this is the start of waking up like this, with Peter, every day for the rest of my life.
21
Peter
Present
The credits roll, and there’s applause that greets the end of the show. I’m sitting all the way in the back, because I don’t want to take away from this moment for Amber. The room is filled with industry people. Journalists, but not just them, important industry people and the who’s who of Hollywood are here for the premiere. My jaw kind of dropped when I saw the guest list. Clay Markham is not here. He was not invited.
It’s not every day that a television show even gets a premiere, but the show has been so anticipated that we were lucky.
Amber stands up and walks to the front of the theatre during the applause. She looks fucking stunning in a shimmery gold dress that flows down her body, and I can’t wait to get a closer look at that. My first thought was that I can’t wait to peel her out of it. But she’s so sexy in it that I think I might let her keep it on. I want to watch her breasts bouncing inside that gold fabric while she comes.
It’s been a great month. We wrapped the first season of the show, and ever since then, Amber and I have just been enjoying each other. As privately as we can, even though we’re not quite as careful as we once were.
The audience quiets down and Amber begins to speak. “Thank you all so much for coming. I know I speak for the whole cast and crew when I say that we’ve worked really hard to put this show together and make it the best that it can possibly be. I hope you enjoyed watching it as much as we enjoyed making it, and here’s hoping that you’ll enjoy the rest of the season just as much. Thank you!”
There’s another round of applause and people begin standing, speaking to each other and mingling. I see several people approach Amber immediately, and from the way that she’s smiling, I hope that it’s congratulations. It’s hard to make it to her because people are trying to stop me too. I do my best to keep the conversations short, but not rude. These aren’t exactly people that you want to piss off.
I’m halfway across the room when I see the president of the studio approach her. I can see from here the way she tenses, and I excuse myself immediately. I move swiftly through the crowd, but I don’t get there in time, walking up behind her just as he’s leaving.
“Amber?” She turns, her face blank, tears in her eyes. “What’s wrong? What did he say?”
She shakes her head, drops her head into her hands and my stomach sinks. It wasn’t good enough. They didn’t like it. I’m fired. She’s fired. All of those things swirl through my head in a second, but then she looks up at me and smiles. “We did it,” she says, laughing. “We did it. We’re greenlit for seasons two and three, and they liked it so much that they’re adding an option through season six.”
I freeze. Oh my God. This is perfect and beautiful and I think I’m so happy that it’s going to leak out of me. I laugh, and pull her into me, kissing her deeply, and it’s only when I hear a gasp that I realize what I’ve done. I step away from Amber quickly and see Gloria standing there, her mouth open. Michael is right behind her. And there’s silence that falls over the room. More and more people are looking at us until it feels like the whole theater is.
Amber is blushing, and I can’t believe that I did that. “It was just a congratulations kiss, I—”
But Amber reaches out and puts her hand on my chest. “It’s okay,” she says. “Peter and I are a couple.” She directs her words towards the studio executives, who are watching with surprise on their faces. “We’ve known each other for a long time, and the show brought us back together. If this jeopardizes the future of the show, I’ll step down.”
I feel like I’m going to be sick. She can’t step down. They can’t make her. “Are you kidding?” Gloria squeals. “People are already in love with you two. They’ve been tagging you together everywhere. Ever since you two were at that place and you bought her pie, Peter. The fans totally ship you. If everyone finds out that you’re a couple and then you step down, the fans will riot. Besides, like, on the scale of scandal, you guys are totally boring. Pie? Give me more please.”
People burst out laughing, and Amber turns into me, hiding her face. I put my arm around her, and glancing at the executive team, they’re smiling too. Thank you, Gloria. People don’t seem too stunned, and Michael gives me a thumbs up from across the room. He apologized to Amber, and since then he’s been in our corner in a big way. It’s really helped.
Gloria practically pounces on us, hugging us both. “You guys don’t even know how happy I am that the rumors are true because you guys are so fucking cute it makes me sick.”
“Thank you for saying that,” Amber says. “I think you just saved my job.”
“Is it true?” I ask Gloria.
“Absolutely. There’s a whole corner of the internet that’s obsessed with you two,” Gloria says. “Trust me.”
I hold up my free hand in surrender. “I do.”
“Good. Now how public is this? Because this is going to take the gossip world by storm and I want to be on the front lines.”
“Not super public,” Amber says, looking at me, “but not super private either. We’re going to do an interview together, after season one, and we’ll tell people all the details.”
I look down at her, and the happiness glowing in her eyes, and I have to kiss her again. That happiness has been earned by both of us, and now that we have it back, we’re never letting it go.
Epilogue
Amber
Six Months Later
“So you’ve known each other all this time?” The interviewer asks, shocked.
I smile up at Peter. “Yeah. We had our ups and downs. One really big down, actually, but we were high school sweethearts. And when we were both hired on Undercover, we realized that those feelings had never gone away.”
The lights in the studio are bright, and it feels weird to be sitting in front of the camera instead of behind it, but for the moment the set of Undercover is the set for our exclusive interview. We’re telling our story for the first time the way it’s meant to be told, and based on the buzz it’s gotten since it was announced, it’s a story that people have been wanting to hear.