She lifted her hand and pointed to her left.
“Where are Lucy and Charlotte?”
“They’re still back at the bar, remember? People were starting to notice me so I had to leave with you. I’m sure they’ll be here soon enough.”
She half shrugged and yawned through the motion.
We entered her room and I stopped short. This was her room? Just a bed against the wall? Not that she had any space for anything else, but still. Glancing to my right, I saw a small dresser in the corner, but that sad piece of furniture didn’t even count.
“Sorry,” she said in a small voice. I had no idea how she’d guessed where my thoughts were, but she hit it right on the nose. “Considering where you live, this apartment”—she gestured to her room with her hand—“this room must look very small to you.”
“Come on,” I said, ignoring her words. As soon as I lowered her on the bed, she grunted and fell to her side.
“Can you put my legs on the bed? Please? I don’t think I have it in me to lift my arms and get undressed.”
“Believe me, that’s good news for me,” I muttered quietly and kneeled next to her bed. I didn’t think it would be wise of me to deal with a half-naked Olive. Pulling the high heels off of her feet, I gently gripped her ankles and lifted them up.
Either way, she didn’t need to get undressed; her legs were right there for all to see. As if that wasn’t enough torture, she stretched her arms, groaned, and started to turn her hips this way and that way, causing her dress to shimmy up. Leaning over her, I pulled the edge of her dress down a little and my knuckles caressed the soft skin of her thighs.
A soft moan escaped her lips and I froze. I was fascinated by the goose bumps that had appeared on her legs after the small contact. While I was distracted by that soft moan and her legs, she chose exactly that moment to flip onto her stomach and hug her pillow.
“Goddamn it!” I cursed as I tried to pull out my hand from underneath her. When I finally managed to do so after palming places I shouldn’t even get close to, I let out a long breath and straightened up.
Then I saw her round ass. “Oh, for god’s sake…”
“Jason,” she mumbled when I was still staring at her sleeping form.
A small, helpless growl escaped from my lips. “Yes?”
She smiled, but her eyes were still closed when she asked, “Will you stay in Dylan’s room again? I know you were his friend and not mine, but I used to get so excited when you stayed over. Even after you broke my heart, I couldn’t hate you. Not really.”
Thinking she was talking about me leaving after my mother’s suicide, I sat down on the bed and brushed away the few pieces of hair that were covering her face.
Looking around the room, I saw a neatly folded blue throw on the edge of her bed. Since I knew it would be damn near impossible to lift her from the bed and get her under the covers, I opted to use the throw to at least cover her legs.
Instead of leaving like I should’ve done, I took a minute to watch over her. Then I leaned down and brushed a small kiss on her temple. “I’m sorry for breaking your heart, sweetheart. I never meant to hurt any of you.”
Trying to be quiet so I wouldn’t wake her up, I hesitated to leave once I was at the door. Her breathing had deepened and she looked like my Olive.
Not mine mine…but still…maybe… Oh, I was fucked…
I wasn’t ready to admit it aloud, but I might have liked touching her bare skin a lot more than I should have, both at the parking lot and just then.
Either way, I wasn’t in trouble. I shouldn’t be.
At least not yet.
Hollywood heartthrob Jason Thorn spotted getting cozy with a mystery beauty
Just weeks ago, the movie star shocked everyone when the back-alley footage of him and Jennifer Widner, 25, having a quickie was revealed all over the media outlets. While it was taken down rather quickly, it’s not something we’ll forget any time soon.
However, in these photos, Jason Thorn, 26, seems to have forgotten all about his costar Jennifer, and his alleged Canada quickie, who was all over the tabloids just last week. While we have yet to identify the young woman in these intimate pictures, Jason seems completely enraptured with her.
An eyewitness claimed: ‘Her shirt looked completely ruined and Jason was helping her out of it in the parking lot. We thought they were about to get busy right there in the open—the heat between them was that palpable. While she looked a little flustered, they couldn’t take their eyes off of each other. After she had the shirt on, Jason caressed her stomach. We were shocked when Jason Thorn just backed off after the short but intimate touch. They looked completely in love with each other.’
After seeing these snaps of the pair, our team agrees, especially the one where Jason is greeting the mystery woman with a kiss on her temple. Anyone else swooning?
The rumors are still circulating that Jason has lost two major roles because of his sexcapades making the rounds. However, he doesn’t seem too worried about it. Wouldn’t you agree?
The pair was photographed leaving together, but our sources say they didn’t head to Jason Thorn’s pad in Bel Air.
So far we haven’t heard anything back from Jason’s reps. Do you think this is just another fling where the mystery woman will end up in another alley with Jason Thorn? Or does it look like the movie star is changing his ways for the lady in question? It would definitely be a first, don’t you think? Either way, we’ll keep you in the loop.
Chapter Fourteen
Jason
“What are you doing here at eight in the morning, Megan?” I half-growled as she entered my house. “I thought our meeting was at twelve o’clock.” Rubbing my eyes, I tried to focus on her as her heels snapped with efficiency down the hallway and into the living area. She looked way too ready to start her day, where I was still hoping to get rid of her quickly so I could get back to bed.
“You haven’t been online,” she guessed correctly and dropped her purse on the ottoman.
“I was sleeping, Megan. In fact, I’m still sleeping. Can’t this wait until our meeting?”
“I’m afraid not.” Bending, she fished her phone out of her bag. “You might want to put something on. Not all of us want to see you half-naked in the early morning.” She waved her hand at my body dismissively.
I yawned and looked down at my naked chest.
“What is this about? I’m still keeping it in my pants if that’s what you came here to check.”
She texted someone on her phone, put it down, and picked up another one of her phones. It was too early to handle her.
“Tom will be here in a few minutes,” she said, not looking up from her phone.
“Great,” I yawned again. “Just what I needed at this hour, both of your faces up in my—”
“Stop whining and go change while I make a call. I’ll let Tom in.”
“The bastard already has his own security code; he can let himself in. He better be bringing me some coffee and breakfast.”
“Tom said he’d call Alvin over, he’ll bring whatever it is that you like to have.”
“Now you are handling my own assistant, too, Megan? You don’t have enough people around you to control?”