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The director arrived on stage, sharing his zealous passion, showing his favorite cast interviews, who gushed about the incredible life-changing experience it was to work with the best director on the planet. Feeling distracted, Carrie A
Theater lights dimmed giving warning that the movie was about begin.
Carrie A
Summer’s powerful gaze landed directly on her, demanding her attention.
A surge of guilt, ridiculous and unreasonable, simmered beneath the surface of her skin. The pounding of her heart, almost painful in its beat. He held the piercing stare for what felt like eternity before cutting to the male companion at her side. Though his face showed no emotion, his jaw stretched taut and rigid, bolding the cleft in his chin.
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A quick mental assessment of her own bizarre reaction fired off an internal round of head-strong tenacity. Irritation capsized. Gathering her defenses with several deep breaths, she turned to Jason showering him with a reserved smile.
As darkness lowered over the theater, Summer faced the screen leaving her to endure two of the longest hours of her life.
*
A list of Who’s Who filled the trendy restaurant which opened exclusively for the after party. Di
“What would you like to drink?” Jason asked.
To drink or not to drink? That was the question. Lord knows she needed a dose of pink cure all, but she wanted to keep her wits about her. Carrie A
“I would love a water.”
“Water?” A hint of shock crossed his face. Judging by the quirk of Shayla’s brow, she was just as surprised. “Anything else?”
“No thanks, just water, please. I have to work tomorrow. The next few days will be brutal.”
Jason turned from the table, leaving her standing amid a small group including Shayla and John, Tommy and Tess, and a revolving door of people patting Tommy on the back for the near God-like production of The best film they’d ever seen in their lives. Carrie A
JC called out to Jason as he made his way toward the crowded bar, “Can you make that two waters?” She waved before hiding a yawn in the palm of her hand.
A set of broad shoulders made their way through the horde of people. Reed approached with a chair. “Here you go, darlin’. I’ll get you a water. You want me to get you something to eat?” he asked sweetly, bending closer to inspect her face as if she were a young child or an elderly woman.
The muscles in Carrie A
Her mouth popped open in recollection. “Are you…” Her question cut short gesturing a hand roll in the direction of JC’s mid-section.
“What? Why would you ask that?” Panic saturated her tone. JC’s eyes darted from side to side checking the proximity of prying party goers.
“It’s just…” Carrie A
“Touch me like what?” She attempted to hide her beaming grin, but the joy radiating in her eyes gave her away.
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“Shit. Please don’t say anything.” A deep shade of crimson flushed her cheeks.
“No, no. I would never. Congratulations. Does anyone else know?”
“Only family…and we’d like to keep it quiet as long as possible. Maybe Thanksgiving, depending how soon I start to show. We just found out the other day when we saw you at Tommy’s place.”
“You better tell Reed to stop rubbing your tummy like that in public. Oh my gosh, I can’t even imagine how beautiful your baby will be. You two are the most attractive couple I know.”
Another round of severe blushing.
The deep red sparked an idea. “You know, if you’re interested in a
“Hello, Red.” A deep delicious voice swept over her bare shoulder.
Jolting upright, she let out a squeal bumping into his muscular form. “You scared the shit out of me,” Carrie A
Summer stood inches to her left. Humor flicked the crease of his wide, full mouth. Her breath hitched slightly before turning erratic. Somewhere deep inside, she felt a small urge to bolt, but his amber eyes rendered her immobile. I
“Let’s chat later.” She heard JC say faintly, beneath the blood pounding in her ears.
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“You brought a date to my movie premier.” He said flatly, more of a statement than question. There was no change in his expression except the humor fading from his lips.
She was slow to react. The mere brush of his fingers lingering playfully over the back of her arm made her come undone. Goosebumps chased up her spine, one vertebrae at a time, instantly prickling her exposed flesh.
“No. I mean, yes. I mean…so what, Summer?”
“I’d hoped, perhaps, you would’ve joined me this evening. Did you get the fl—“His words drifted off, golden eyes swallowed her whole, taking in every intimate nuance of her face.
Needing to detach from the intensity of his stare, Carrie A
The touch of his fingers, light and arousing, coasting along the length of her arm captured her undivided attention. “What?” she asked unsteadily.