Sara’s POV
After that little moment we had in his studio, I thought Matt would at least try to get me in his room, in his bed. I maybe even counted on it. But none of it. He had brought me here, to his guestroom, and left, without any more notice than a “call me if you need anything”. I sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at the door that Matt had just closed behind him.

All these feelings whirling around in me, messed me up, I needed someone to talk to. But I couldn’t even call Amy, I ruined that too. My tired body fell back on the bed and I looked around the room. It was beautiful, even though it was a guestroom, he had definitely made an effort to put a personal touch in it. Or did his wife? I groaned at the thought, what was I thinking? The man just got divorced, hell, I just broke up with Marc. We both barely had time to process our ended relationships, mourn for what could have been and here I was… Making plans to… yeah, to do what?

Have another fling with a man that already had gotten closer to my heart than he should have? Start a real relationship with a man that had admitted this whole thing was just to get over his ex? Shit, how the hell did I get in this mess? I sighed deeply, not really sure on what to do now. There was no way I would be napping with all these thoughts running through my head. Maybe I should just get ready, a long hot shower, take some time for my hair and make-up, that should take my mind of things for a little while.

The bathroom Matt had showed me was right across the hall and the shower was almost as good as my own. I enjoyed the scorching hot water for half an hour and felt at least a little refreshed after I turned down the taps. The minute I wrapped myself in a large white towel, the little bit of lightness I had felt just a moment ago, completely left my body.

“FUCK! I don’t have any clothes”

I rummaged through the clothes I had shed, but the shirt was a goner, there was no way I could wear that another minute… The jeans…. Maybe… but not for a night out. Shit! I made my way to my room and tried calling Amy. I let the ring die down and tried another 3 times, but she was not picking up. “That was fucking fast!” I grumbled, knowing exactly what Amy was doing right now.

I paced the room “Think, Sara, Think!” How the hell could I solve this? Maybe I shouldn’t go tonight…
Yeah… as if I was ‘allowed’ to do that… Something else…

Yes! That was it!

I made my way over to Matt’s room and knocked… No answer… I carefully opened the door, no one was here and I couldn’t help but stare at the huge bed that stood in the middle of the room, the later afternoon sun was shining in through the big windows and the curtains waved inside by the wind. The room looked amazing, but no time to dwell on that… I needed to find Matt.

Judging by the sounds I heard the closer I got to the staircase, there was only one place he could be. I quickly made my way downstairs and stood there, looking at what must be Matt’s game face. It was all cute and concentrated, which almost tempted me into throwing myself at him. How was he even able to stir my usually so balanced feelings up like he had? I sighed and took another look, it was almost a shame to interrupt him, but this was an emergency, seeing I didn’t want to go out naked or wearing a towel, like I was right at this moment.

“Matt. Do you have a key to Brian’s house?”

The look on Matt’s face was one I hadn’t want to miss for the world. His eyes widened and his mouth fell open.
“Holy fuck, Sara” He breathed, jumping up from his seat. A whole lot of noise immerged from the screen as Matt got shot.
“I think your character is dead”
“Don’t care” he grunted before he was in front of me with a few large steps, his fingertips ghosting over my bare shoulders, his face so very very close to mine. It would only take bridging 2 inches before I would touch his lips, taste him again. But I came this far, I wouldn’t give in, I could be strong, I could do whatever made me completely unhappy... I’ve been with Marc for a long time.

I did a little step backwards and asked my question again, Matt sighed, a disappointed look on his face, before he regained and answered
“I don’t, but I know where his spare key is, why?”
“Because the married couple ditched me so fast… All my clothes are still over at Brian’s place. So I have two options. I pick up my suitcase so I can get dressed, or I go like this” I motioned down my towel clad body with a smirk.
“The hell you are!” Matt groaned before he found his normal voice, and his dimpled smile again “I have a better idea. Come on, get dressed” He pulled me up the stairs, back to the guestroom and gently pushed me inside.

A blush came over my face, I didn’t want to ask him for anything, but I did need something to wear. “Do you have a shirt I can wear? I really can’t put the other one back on” My voice trailed, but Matt got it loud and clear. He went into his room and got back to me in just a few seconds, his smile so wide, it would go out of the lines of his face.
“Here, this should fit….”He licked his lips as his eyes darkened “I like you wearing my clothes”. Before I could do anything, he put a sweet kiss on my lips, a kiss that made me feel all his intentions. And oh boy, was I in trouble.

Matt was silent all the drive to wherever he was taking me. He had put me in his car as soon as I got dressed and told me not to ask any questions and just trust him. “Trust me like you did when we jumped of that cliff” he had whispered, sealing it with a little peck, before he started the engine. That moment, after we jumped off that cliff, it had meant so much more to me than just a summer fling, and at that moment, I thought it did to Matt too. Was that what he meant now?

“We’re here. You will find everything you need here, but I’m helping you pick” his voice broke my train of thought. He pulled me into the women’s clothing store. The woman behind the cash register greeting him by his name. Unintentionally I raised my brows… I didn’t want to seem jealous, I didn’t even want to admit that to myself, but I definitely was annoyed. Of course Matt noticed.

“She is my parents’ neighbor, I was never interested in her, I’m not interested in her now, no need to be jealous”
“I wasn’t!”

Matt only chuckled and dragged me to the dressing rooms “We only have little time, so I called ahead. In that room right there should be some dresses that will be a good match. Pick anything you like. It’s on me”
“But-“ I wanted to complain, but Matt pulled me against him and gave me another one of those small kisses he seemed to like so much recently.
“Nope, no complaining. Go ahead” He smacked my ass as he pushed me towards the room.

He had been right, the dresses all had been a great match, and I showed him all of them. I even got to like this whole thing. I eventually picked the one that made Matt’s eyes almost fall out.
Fine, blame me, I wanted to look good for him tonight. My feelings wanted something completely different than my brain, and somehow… It felt good to shut down the brain for a while.

And now I was here. In a bar, the favorite hangout of this group of friends, with all of them. Johnny had brought Lacey, he had been right, I did like her and we got along great. Her and Johnny had been entertaining me for the last hour and my jaw hurt from all the laughing. I could have used a talk with my best friend, but that was not something I was going to get tonight. We were okay, Amy told me, but right now… She was way too busy being Brian’s wife, a role that strangely suited her, a role that she enjoyed far more than she let on. Maybe it would work out for her, for them, Amy deserved something good.

“Dance with me” Matt had slipped in the booth next to me and let his finger trail over my bare arm, instantly causing a trail of Goosebumps. I opened my mouth to decline, but he already cut in “Please?” He got up and held his hand out to me, which I, to my own surprise, took.

Matt’s arm around my waist, his other hand engulfing mine, holding them to his chest, his cheek against the side of my face, it all gave me a strange sense of belong. Of belonging to him, and for the first time this day… I didn’t fight the feeling.

Because of my dwelling in the moment, I didn’t notice Matt had danced us into a dark corner and pushed me to the wall gently. He stared at me, kindness in his eyes, and let his calloused fingertips go over my cheek.
“You gonna let me kiss you?” His voice was low and sweet and making my knees wobbly.
“Wow. You’re asking? That’s a first today” I smirked back at him.
“And that right there, smart ass, is exactly why I don’t ask” He bend down, asking permission with his eyes and when I didn’t sidestep his advance, his lips met mine in a soft kiss.

“I don’t want you to go to a hotel, Sara. I don’t want you in my guestroom either… Please, don’t run away from this”

Brian’s POV
Amy looked amazing. She claimed it was only some old dress she had lying around, but damn, did she look hot in it. I could barely keep my hands of her as we drove over to Johnny’s bar. But I did, keep my hands of her, because I knew that as soon as I would start touching her, that styled look of her would be disheveled within seconds.

Did she even know the kind of effect she had on me?

Johnny did his silly introductions and I rolled my eyes, did he really just introduce me too, to his long life girlfriend? That guy was weird, but it made Amy smile and that was a sight that I could have the whole day. Lacey was welcoming to Amy, it was sweet of her, it had always been that. The twins had always been more in the limelight than the other girls and for some kind of reason, all the avenged women had always been okay with it that way. Lacey had been with us forever, but the attention from outside never went to her, and she thrived on that. She was kind and sweet, open to everything new coming to her life. Including the stuff Johnny brought on her.

I watched her give Amy all kinds of compliments and sweet hugs, before she hooked her arm into Amy’s, wanting to take her inside. I couldn’t stand the thought of being away from Amy even a few feet, so I grabbed her hand “Sorry, Lace, but I got the honor”. I pulled Amy to me and kissed the top of her head.

After Matt and Sara joined us, it was finally time to go inside, as the rest walked into the bar, I guided Amy a little to the side.

“Are you ready for this?” I looked into her eyes, our hands still connected.
“I guess so… Will there be a lot of people?” she replied a little uncertain. I hated to see her like this. There was no reason for her to be insecure, she was an amazing woman, she looked beautiful and there was no way I would let her out of my sight.
“We have come here in this bar forever, even when we were legally way too young to come into bars, we skipped school and the owner let us shoot some pool. He has been able to keep the press out of here pretty much ever since we had become more and more famous. It has always been our safe haven, so it will be fine, I promise”

Amy looked at me confused “But… if there is hardly ever press here, why are we pretending the married couple? Everyone with us knows how it really is.”
I smiled and let our lips touch for just a brief second.
“We know everyone here. If we are able to convince these people, we will be home safe. As I said, these people know us, know me, if they believe this marriage is real, everyone will believe it’s real. And if everyone believes, the press will subside, and…” I let the sentence trail, knowing damn well what it would mean if the press subsided.
“And we can get a divorce” Amy stated anyway, her face filled with sadness.

Was the thought of getting the divorce bringing some conflicting feelings for her too? Or was that just me? I wasn’t sure if I would be done with her very soon, and I caught myself hoping everything wouldn’t be as easy as Larry had all put it. That would at least give me some time to figure all of this out.

“Yeah… but let’s not think about that tonight..” …Or anytime soon I added silently “Come on, let’s get in there and let me show you off” I smiled widely at her, receiving a small smile back. She still looked scared shitless, but that was something I would be able to fix.

I pushed Amy a little more back, a little more darkness, a little more privacy… perfect..

“Brian… what are you doing? The entrance is that way?” Her tone was teasing now and the smile finally genuine.
“You look amazing, Amy, that dress sure brings out all your noteworthy features, but you know what… When you smile… A genuine one like the one you just gave me… That makes you completely irresistible” I let my mouth down on hers and kissed her softly. When I backed away to break the kiss, Amy wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me back. The meeting of mouths not so innocent and soft anymore.

Amy’s tongue moved over my lips, before she opened up to me completely, allowing me to deepen our kiss. Amy’s fingers weaved in my hair and with every brush of tongues, she pulled the strands a little harder. I groaned, shit, this was going from 0 to 100 in mere seconds, our kisses from lazy seductive to I-wanna-fuck-you-right-here-right-now.
“Brian” Amy breathed against my lips, unlike what I had expected, it wasn’t a warning, it was a plea. A plea for what? More? Damn, did I want that, need that.

My mouth was back on hers again, my hands now finding a way over her body too, roaming, grabbing. I moved them from her hips to her breasts, grazing my thumbs over her clothes over her breasts, feeling her nipples through her bra, her shirt. My lower body was moving on its own accord now, grinding my growing erection against her mound. I tilted my hips a little and heard Amy gasp.
“Yes.. right there…” she moaned softly, her hands now on my shoulders, holding me exactly where she wanted me.

Amy’s breath accelerated, her pelvis meeting my hip movements, her nails were digging in my shoulder with so much force there was only one reason why she would do that. She would cum soon, right here, right now, with all our clothes still on. I couldn’t suppress the smirk, she was just as on edge as I was and I made her like this. I would make her climax, right here in a dark corner, without anyone even noticing us. Just us two, the rest of the world? Not important right now.

I put my mouth on that little spot just below her ear, the little spot I knew made her crazy. As soon as I started to suck her soft skin, I pushed myself to her once more, a little rougher this time and immediately felt that was her undoing. She gasped, pulled my hair and let out a sexy moan. I put my mouth on hers, catching all her sexy sounds in it.

“That was…” Amy sighed as she buried her face to my shoulder.
“… Amazing” I put my hand on her cheek, forcing her gently to look at me “Don’t be embarrassed. No one saw us and I couldn’t have thought of a better way to start this night. I will never embarrass you, Amy, never” More kisses, more holding. Damn, what was I doing…

“Okay” she replied softly with a smile.
“Want to go inside?” I put my hand out to her and she took it.
“Yeah, let’s go, the others must wonder what is keeping us”
“They better get used to us being late” I grinned back at her “I have a feeling we are going to be late to far more activities”
Amy giggled and she let me pull her to my body, beaming like the first idiot as happy as I was for having her by my side.

She let me introduce her to everyone we came across, she was charming her way to the attention of everyone in the room. She was making jokes with the men, she was making jokes at the expense of the men with the woman and wrapped every single one of them around her finger. I hadn’t met this Amy yet, but I liked this side of her personality too. The quality to get even a complete stranger on your side was one that was very useful sometimes, especially in a PR sensitive profession as we were in.

While I watched Amy be the centre of attention with a group of regulars, I felt my phone buzz in my pocket.

Dad calling

I had been dodging his calls all day. He had been calling me since we had come back to Cali, but so far I hadn’t pick up. I knew what would happen, he would want to meet Amy, he would flirt with her inappropriately and then he would be mad that I didn’t tell him. In that order.
And even though I knew I would have to face him soon, I wasn’t ready for that. The old man could be a goofball, but he had one even more annoying quality. He looked right through me. There was no way I would be able to fool him on anything, so I better have my feelings and story straight, before I went to face him. I let the call go to voicemail and put the phone back in my pocket. I would deal with him later.

I moved back over to Amy and stood behind her, wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her to my chest.
“You would almost say you are the entertainment, instead of me, honey” I softly kissed her neck and felt her shiver in my arms.
“Yeah well, you have been pretty absent, Haner, so I guess your wife didn’t have any other choice than to take your place” Robert, one of the regulars joked, shooting Amy one of his shit eating grins. “If you ever get tired of him, I will be right here, Amy”.
I couldn’t help but groan, shooting him an angry look.
“Still the possessive bastard, I see?” Robert remarked, earning the laughs of everyone else in the group. “Even though I think I never saw you like this with Michelle, but hey… can’t blame you man” He clapped my shoulder and the group scattered over the bar.

I turned Amy around in my arms “Are you having fun?”
“Yup!” her smile was blinding and I was happy to see she really did have a good time. She got out of my hold and took my hand, heading for the bar.
“Come on, let’s get a round of shots. Zack was very sure I wouldn’t be able to keep up with him, I got a point to make”

She looked so happy I couldn’t help but chuckle. I watched her order a whole tray of shots and reach for her purse. I put my hand on hers, stopping her.
“No need, we have a tab here”
“But Brian… I can pay for myself” she pouted a little and I just had to put a kiss on that cute pout.
“No buts, I know you can, but there is no need tonight, okay?”
She nodded and the smile returned when we got the tray.

“Come on… let’s show your friends I’m more than just a pretty picture”

She put the tray on her hand, raising it in the air, like a professional waitress and made her way through the crowd, her hips swaying. My eyes followed her, or better said her ass and my mouth fell open.
Her face popped over her shoulder “Are you coming, Mr. Haner?”

I bit my knuckles, earning some laughs from the regulars at the bar….
“Holy fuck Brian, she will be a handful… even for you”

Oh yes she would be, and I was going to love every damn second of it!

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