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Lucas let out a sigh of relief once he heard that she believed him, it was what he needed to hear from her. With his arm wrapped around her, he kept her close and focused on her breathing “Don’t apologize, you’re angry and scared I get that.” And he did, he didn’t blame her for having emotions especially when it came to something so personal. “Well, we can face this head on, make a statement and prove that this won’t break up.” That was option one, it was the one that his team would push for. “Or we can get out of here, you can pick where and just hide out until this blows over because it will. In a couple weeks, none of this will matter I promise you that.” The celebrity news cycle was good about finding something about someone else fairly quickly. “I can’t say that’ll it be gone but I’ll make sure we find how it got leaked alright?”

Being close to him was comforting. Being able to breathe in his scent and feel his heartbeat made her feel calm again. Regan’s brain turned with different scenarios. She thought about what was the best move for her career, for her relationship, for herself. Running away on a tropical vacation, just her and Lucas hidden away in the jungle would be good for them and for her. Her publicist would tell her to ride the wave of the media. ‘There’s no such thing as bad publicity’ rang through her head. “Fuck,” she muttered out, flopping back on the bed. “We have to issue a statement no matter what, they won’t let us not,” she said referring to their respective teams. “Is this going to break us up?” Regan asked hesitantly.

#lucas & regan #lr002

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“We can take care of that once you get some food in you.” He moved closer to her giving the crook of her neck a kiss before going back to food. It was like she had given him new energy to get through his life, that what was the part he was the most thankful for. “I think about eight times now, but you don’t really mean it so I’ll just keep staying up.” He could get sleep whenever he wanted, preferably with her, but this felt right. “Did you want to shower or eat first?

“Don’t tease it’s not nice,” she told him as he pulled away. Normally she would’ve wrapped her legs around him to keep him close but even she was willing to sacrifice his touch for pancakes. Piper watched him cook both admiring him and undressing him in her mind. She didn’t know how much she appreciated him until she got home every night. “You don’t know what I mean,” she said using a fake offended tone. Piper hopped off the counter and wrapped her arms around him, her hands slipping under his shirt. “Shower. GIve me ten minutes then come join me,” she told him giving his butt a squeeze before walking away.

#piper & jared #pj002

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“Marriage isn’t a joke,” Nolan added between her word, almost adding gasoline to the fire that she spat at him. His eyes followed as she scribbled all over the emboldened card, he hadn’t even realized that it was the one that his fiancee had decided to go with but that didn’t matter to him. “Are you done throwing your temper tantrum? Or do I have to get security in here?” He didn’t want her gone, far from it, but he wanted to know how much anger she had in her. His hand pressed the card next to his suit before putting it into his pocket. “You came all the way here to make a fool of yourself Savannah, glad that hasn’t changed.”

“You should know I’m never done throwing a tantrum. I mean am I supposed to believe you’re not enjoying this?” Savannah questioned leaning against his desk. She knew Nolan well enough to know that he liked rilling her up and getting a reaction out of her. “You really want me to leave?” she challenged. “Cause I’ll walk out that door right now.” The last thing she wanted to do was leave. Seeing him again sparked something in her that she hadn’t felt since he left. She rolled her eyes as he tucked the invitation in his pocket. She wanted to break him, break through the wall he put up “The only fool here is you, Nolan. Unless you expect me to believe that you really love this girl, more than you loved me.”

#nolan & savannah #ns001

002.

#I wasn't going to reply to this right away but I was on a roll #nolan & savannah #ns001

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Regan relaxed in his arms, her nose filled with the smell of his cologne. Regan’s brain flooded with thoughts. She was no stranger to controversy or drama but this was bigger than anything she had dealt with before. Lucas’ fame was on a different level than hers and she would be playing with the big boys on this one. She weighed the options he presented in her head. “Let them send out a statement but I don’t think I can handle being in the public. Does it make us cowards if we hide?” she asked him. She could only imagine the things that were going to be said about her in the coming weeks. It wasn’t going to be pretty. Fans would attack her and the media would shame her. “Fine,” she sighed feeling defeated all over again. Regan appreciated him to trying but there was no way anything would come from trying to find the person who did this.

#lucas & regan #lr002

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Tired didn’t begin to cover what Jared had been feeling, exhaustion was close to it but still, that didn’t do it justice. The beginning of a new semester always felt like the school day lasted longer than it should be but still, he moved around his kitchen trying and failing at making pancakes. The clock on the stove read four in the morning, he would have to be up in a couple of hours to get ready for work but Piper would be home any second. It was the only reason he was up. He heard the door unlocked and soon his girl came into view. “I figured you’d be hungry.” @babychainreplies

In the past after a long night of work Piper would stop off at the local diner and pick up a greasy burger and some fries. She’d go back to her dingy apartment and eat it while tv. These days she spent more time at Jared’s then she did her own place. Piper unlocked the door and immediately felt at ease. Her mouth watered at the sight of pancakes. “Babe I think my panties just got a little wet,” she teased as she dropped her bag down and hopped up on the counter. “How many times do I have to tell you that you don’t have to wait up for me?”

#jared & piper #jp002

Jared & Piper || 001

Piper had never been a fan of Christmas. It had been a yearly reminder of how shitty her parents were. They never made much of an effort and there was never enough money for the presents she wanted. Over the years she had started doing her own thing and it worked just fine for her. She usually spent the entire day lounging around getting high, then she ordered herself dinner at some place that was way too expensive and opened the nicest bottle of wine she could convince herself to buy. This year Piper had found herself tangled up in Jared’s sheets. He had offered to spend Christmas with his brother and sister a few days later so that she didn’t have to be alone. Normally she would’ve said no and insisted he go home for Christmas, but he had caught her with her guard down. She couldn’t deny how much she didn’t want to spend Christmas alone anymore.

Piper had lost track of what day it was. She and Jared had been curled up in bed for about a day, only getting up to pee and take the occasional joint shower. It had been magical. Piper had convinced herself that if he was willing to spend Christmas with her that it was time to be more open with him. It felt like things had shifted between them like they couldn’t deny that maybe this wasn’t just casual sex. Their third Christmas movie of the day had just ended when Piper’s stomach started to growl. They had been surviving off takeout from their favorite places, but they had run out after Piper had convinced Jared to split a joint with her. Now they were left with only stale pretzels and beer. Jared had been the one to check the time and see just how late it was. At this time, on Christmas Eve, their only choice was the gas station down the street from his apartment. Piper was excited to see that it was snowing, twirling around in the flakes as they walked down the quiet street. A big grin spread on Piper’s face as she realized she hadn’t been this happy in a long time. Taking advantage of the quiet Piper wrapped her arms around him and planted a kiss on his neck while he was walking. There wasn’t a soul around to see them and she was going to enjoy every minute. She didn’t detach herself from him when they went into the gas station and her heart soared when he didn’t make any effort to move away from her. They must’ve looked like stoned teenagers the way they hung all over each other while loading up on junk food they wanted. As they waited at the register Piper wrapped an arm around his waist sliding her had lower smirking at him until her hand was firmly grasped on his butt. She gave it a squeeze as she pressed a kiss to his lips. “Merry Christmas Jared,” she whispered against his lips.

#jared & piper #jp001

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The invitation in her hand, he recognized it immediately. He was forced to sit through two hours of looking at different swatches and font until he finally walked away when he started to feel like he was losing brain cells. “But did you bring a gift? We’re registered at Barney’s” Deflection, it what he was good at even if it simply added to her rage. His eyes could help but glance down at the perfectly fitted dress and how the anger inside of her was drawing him in. The touch and go between them was always his favorite part, her passion was the second. “I didn’t know she was going to send one to you Savannah. You don’t have to show up.” Hell, it’d be worse for him if she did. Every time he’d be saying his vows if he was glancing over at her. “Probably would been cheaper if you had just sent back the RSVP”

“Cut the shit. I’m not buying you a set of Waterford when up until ten seconds ago I thought this was some elaborate prank.” Anger flooded Savannah’s body all over again as she waved her hands and the invitation in the air. Alongside the anger was sadness. The last shred of hope she had had that this was indeed a joke was gone. She got the slightest bit of satisfaction when she saw the way he looked at her. He still wanted her that much she could tell, or at least she told herself that to feel better. For all she knew he was in love, that he had left her and found his soulmate. Savannah seriously doubted that was the case, but it was one of the few explanations that made sense. Her eyes narrowed at him. She hadn’t broken eye contact with him once since she’d walked in, not wanting to show any signs of weakness. All the anger she had been suppressing since she’d gotten the invite was projected at him through her glare. She walked up to his desk and grabbed a pen. Pulling out the invite she scrawled ‘hell no’ across the card, chucking it at him for added flair. “Here's my RSVP. Thanks for nothing Nolan.”

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Lucas let her yell, let her get all the anger she had out without saying a word even though his mind was going a mile a minute. He knew the double standard of the industry, hell he tried to fight against as much as possible but it made little waves. At the end of the day, this would be more so about her than him, her name would be run through the mud and he would be given high fives but he didn’t care about that, he was more concerned with the small shake in her words and how upset she was. “I don’t know how the fuck this happened” He blurted out in the small second she gasped for air and he held her face so he could have her full attention. “I didn’t do this, Regan my team didn’t fucking do this, I can tell you that for certain.” His eyes narrowed in on her so she could see he was telling the truth.

“I wouldn’t put my album above you , do you really think I’m that fucking shitty? That’d I use you for press? If I did why would I be standing here? If this was my plan all along I would be eating this up but I’m not. I’m here with you and I will stay here until we figure this shit out.” He yelled back at her in a straight tone not caring if the people next to them could hear their argument. If everyone now knew every detail of their personal life, why not add more yelling? “What do you want to do? We have options but it’s ultimately you’re choice.” He said softly running his thumb over her cheeks to show her that he was serious about it all, about her and about them. “What do you want Regan?”

Regan caught her breath when she finally ran out of things to scream at him. Rage still coursed through her body, leaving her practically shaking. She was concerned about what would happen once the rage left her. Regan wasn’t sure how she would handle the reality of her sex tape being out in the world. Right now she was so focused on being angry at Lucas that she hadn’t stopped to think of anything else. His words made her do a double take. She hadn’t even thought about the possibility that he hadn’t done this. The fight suddenly left her body as she sat down on the bed. Regan focused on him, looking into his eyes to see if he was lying. They hadn’t known each other long, but in the short time they had been together she had learned to read him. She could tell he was telling the truth, an earnest look in his eye and ton in his voice.

“I don’t know what to think right now,” she admitted. She flopped back on the bed her face buried in the crook of her arm. His yelling was new to her, she’d never seen him get upset before. She watched him from the bed, leaning up on her arms. She stayed silent not even knowing what to say. Everything he said was the truth and it sunk in how wrong she had been to assume the worst of him. “I’m sorry.” Her words were as genuine as he had been before. “I know you’re not using me and you being here is everything to me right now.” She couldn’t have gone through this alone. The fact that they were in this together was the reassurance that she needed. She reached out to him, her hand resting on his arm. “What’s there to do Lucas? We can have it deleted but everyone knows nothing on the internet is ever gone.” It was a sad truth but needed to be said. Their stupid decision was going to be a part of their lives forever.

#lucas & regan #lr002

001.

#camilla & silas #001 #cs001

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“I did, it’s different than what you’ve seen on tv.” He cringed at his own comment, it made him sound like an active fan when in reality, it was the first time he had managed to pay attention for so long. He enjoyed her smile, quickly realizing the blush on her cheeks wasn’t from the lights or the makeup but from the genuine feeling of being happy. Edward was always good at reading people, it came with the lifestyle of being surrounded by people that always wanted something from either him or his family. That wasn’t what he was getting from her, quite the opposite in fact. “Oh, you don’t know that the wildlife preservation fund and the victoria’s secret fashion show go hand in hand? You learn something new, you’re welcome.” He tacked on with a sip of his drink as they moved through the crowds almost oblivious to him because it was so natural to do. “The snow one.” He answered easily enough, the name of the segment was lost on him, but it was the one that made him notice her in an instant. His eyes looked for her in every segment after that only to be disappointed until the final walk. “I promise I’m not being a kiss arse right now, it’s the only one I can remember.” His accent pulled through his words only to be more enunciated when he got more relaxed, honestly, it was the calmest that he had been in months. While the rumors of anti-monarchist had always been around, now it seemed more of an actual need for worry and it made his entire family and the crown more aware of their actions. He knew him being there wouldn’t help the matter but at that moment he didn’t care and he’d do it again. “How long have you been doing this? Modeling Imean? How did you get into that?” Having a title meant little choice in what he wanted to do, but he was curious about her and it was clear to his handler that simply talking to one model was better than being noticed in a hotel with three of them. “I hope that’s not too much to ask.”

“So you watch on tv huh?” Chloe asked surprising herself by teasing him. People thought she was quiet and shy, which she was until you got to know her. Usually, it took a little while for her to open up to people. He was even more handsome in person which should’ve made her more nervous around him, but he gave off such a genuine vibe that it was easy to be around him. It was probably why people gravitated towards him so much. She had seen the years of paparazzi shots in the tabloids that showed him with his entourage of people. “Oh yeah, that fashion industry is really well known for its wildlife conservation.” She was surprised again by herself. Their conversation flowed so easily she wasn’t used to it. It was so rare for her to feel such an instant connection with someone. “Snow Angels,” she informed him. “It was my favorite too. Maybe one of my all-time favorites.” The show had been a new highlight for her, out of all of her shows it was probably one of her all-time favorites. “Honestly though I say that like every year. Somehow every year I have a new favorite. I don’t think you’re being a kiss ass.” Chloe smiled at him softly not one bit offended that he didn’t remember any of the other segments of the show. His question surprised her. She didn’t think he’d care enough to ask her. “My mom got me into it. I've been pretty much doing it since I was a kid.” It was a bit of a sore subject for her, but he didn’t need to know everything about her rocky relationship with her mother and her love-hate relationship with her career. Honestly, if anyone would understand it would probably be him. Still, they were pretty much strangers even if he had just seen her half naked. “So are you enjoying the after party as much as you enjoyed the show?”

#ce001 #chloe & edward

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Silas hated Saturday mornings more than anything else, with his job it wasn’t a relaxing job but adding more to the farce of their lives together. The early morning run around the cul-de-sac waving at his sweater-vested neighbors all with perfectly shaped grass. But it’s the assignment he got after the mess he left behind in Rochester, now he was stuck in the middle of suburbia with a partner he hated for his fake wife. “No yeah, of course, we’ll make it” He yelled back at his neighbor inviting them to their two years old’s birthday party. Why the hell a two-year-old needed a birthday party was beyond him but it would blow his cover if they didn’t show up. The cookie cutter house was spacious but still new, it allowed him and Camilla to use the excuse that it still wasn’t finished or something wasn’t done to their liking to not have people over. Out of view from the front door were screens and monitors and everything else they might need for their new assignment. He picked up one of the decorative towels from the bathroom to wipe the sweat off his forehead and aimed it at his wife’s face. “It’s Kai’s birthday don't forget.” He mocked the tone that had just been given to him by the overhyped PTA mom. “DId you get anything?” @babychainreplies

Camilla was in the kitchen making herself lunch before she took her turn monitoring the screens they had set up in the dining room. They had boxes still piled up in the corners despite that they had moved in months ago. She sat down at the table and rewound the footage to the last watched timestamp. Cameras had been set up all over their gated community so they could monitor who was coming and going. She pressed play and began eating her sandwich. Somewhere along the way she zoned out and began thinking about the last couple of months. She’d gotten divorced and found out her father was a spy, now she found herself following his footsteps with a new fake husband in tow. He was supposed to be showing her the ropes but he was too busy hating her to do anything. Still, they did their jobs and put on their happy faces to all their new neighbors. She snapped back to reality when she heard the door open and shut. Camilla turned to look at Silas but didn’t greet him or even smile. She dodged his towel, swatting it out of the way without missing a beat. “Of course I didn’t fucking get anything. I don’t even know who Kai is,” she told him. “Whatever I’ll go get something today after I get my hair done with Veronica.”

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Nolan moved around the paperwork on his desk, none of it made sense and he didn’t want it too. Everything needed to be signed not only by him but by his future bride. It was a marriage of convenience they both knew that but it seemed to him that he was more aware of it than Shelby was. She got a husband and he was able to break through the threshold that was the Manhattan business circle. It was all he needed to finally say that he made it. His clubs were growing, there was no denying that but this new venture would put him above the rest. The door cracked open and he didn’t bother to look up. “I’m busy- I told you to not bother me.” It was silent for a second when he expected to hear the meek voice of his assistant and it pulled him out of the mess of white papers. “Savannah–” It was a name he hadn’t said in almost a year and the blonde was the last person he expected to see in his doorway. “What are you doing here?” @babychainreplies

Savannah had no idea what she was doing. Ever since she’d opened her mail she’d been in a mind rage or completely out of it. She used the return address and the help of Google to find him. She didn’t care if she came across as crazy anymore, he should’ve seen this coming. Of course, she put on her best outfit on and walked into his office like she wasn’t dying inside. Truthfully, she had no idea how she kept it together. Her hand shook as she held the wedding invitation in her hand, his wedding invitation. “Got this in the mail,” she told him, placing it on his desk. “Thought it’d be polite to give my congratulations in person.” She looked up at him locking eyes with him. Her heart raced in her chest, but she did everything in her to keep it together. She still couldn’t believe this had happened to her. She had barely begun to deal with him leaving and now she had to deal with him getting married to another woman.

#ns001 #nolan & savannah

001.

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Edward could already read the newspapers in the morning, he name and the photo of him being in the front row would be plastered over every tabloid in the UK. This was still tame considering his past indiscretions but it wouldn’t still well with his parents he knew that much. There was no way Arthur would show up to event like this and the invitation practically fell into his lap ho was he supposed to turn it down? He didn’t hide the fact that he was sitting in the first row, beside Anna Wintour and some up and coming actor that he was forgetting his name at the moment, the paparazzi would still be able to get a picture of him if he was sitting in the back row. His eyes stayed on each model for a couple seconds before he moved on to the next one. If he started too long she would be tied to him by the morning so he clapped when he needed to and nodded when it was appropriate. It wasn’t until he saw the dark haired model made her way down the runaway that he realized that he couldn’t pull his eyes away. The moment had nothing to do with the fact that she was dressed in thin underwear with a pair of wings but it was the smile that shined brighter than the lights that followed her, how she was genuinely happy to be up there. The sound of camaras made his eyes pull away once she walked past him and he looked at the next one, it was a small second and all the training was gone. The after party was another bad idea that he couldn’t say no to as he walked through the make shift tents with loud music and his handler kept mumbling how it was late and he had his charities to meet in the morning. “One drink and then we’ll go.” He replied handing him a shot and the order to enjoy himself for the night which just got him an tired sigh in return. The squealing of models was the first sound that he heard once he made his way towards the second room and he met with all of them and each of them bombarding him with questions about his favorite part. His charming smile came out, it always did when he was at events and in front of actual supermodels. His attention was once again caught by the brunette who made her way towards him. “His royal highness Prince Edward of Wa-” Peter said introducing him before he stopped him. “Edward, please.” His hand extended out to shake hers and this time he didn’t take his attention of her. “You were amazing up there but I’m sure you’ve gotten that all night.”

Chloe had never been good at being the center of attention off of the runway. She tended to be the person that shied away attention. It confused a lot of people, since she was so open about her body, but she liked to keep her inner self to herself. She hated her birthday, anything that required her to give a speech, and interviews. Having the undivided attention of people she didn’t know made her uncomfortable, but she had learned to live with it. Something she never got used to was having the attention of an attractive man on her. She could hear her mother’s voice in her head telling her to make eye contact. Her hand extended and she shook his making sure her eyes weren’t glued to his feet. She let out a laugh at his comment. He was right, she had been showered with compliments all night, but his was the first one to actually make her blush. “Thank you, that’s really nice of you. Did you enjoy the show?” she asked politely, tucking her hair behind her ear. Her question was one that most people would ask for no reason other than to make polite conversation, but she did genuinely want to know if he enjoyed himself. Doing the fashion shows was one of her favorite parts of the job. She thrived during nights like this and during fashion weeks. “You know I have to admit I didn’t except you to be in the crowd tonight. Doesn’t really seem like your kind of event,” she mentioned casually. It was a bold statement for her to make. She didn’t know this man outside of what she’d read over the years in the magazines. He seemed to be the type to push the limits but a lingerie fashion show was surprising. Somehow they had become separated from the group, the conversation now just the two of them. She much preferred it this way. She was better at one on one conversations than in a group. “What was your favorite part?”

#ce001 #chloe & edward

001.

Chloe was riding a high she only got when she walked the runway. Her heart still beat fast in her chest, and despite having been working non stop for the past four days in order to get ready for the Victoria’s Secret show. It was the biggest runway in the world and despite that she had done six shows in her career she never stopped being nervous about it. Now that the show was over she was able to relax and enjoy the time she had with the fellow models. Victoria’s Secret never really had a big after party, compared to one’s for other shows. This was a chance for everyone to be together in one room and enjoy each other. Of course it included not just the models, but the musical artists and whatever VIPs had gotten invited. Chloe didn’t love big parties, but she tolerated them as part of her job. The other models insisted that she take shots with them and for once she actually did it willingly. As much as she dreamed about being curled up in her fluffy hotel bed she knew that would be passing up an experience she had dreamt of. After a few shots and one too many mini iPhone photoshoots, the girls decided to mingle. One of the girls that was native to London introduced them to some of the local celebrities. As she was making small talk the sight of a beefy security guard caught her attention. Just beyond him was a face she’d seen plastered over gossip magazines for years. “Do you know him at all?” she asked her friend, hoping maybe she’d get to meet real life royalty. “No, but I know the guy with him,” the other model replied as she began dragging Chloe towards them. Her friends knew it was a big deal for her to express even the slightest interested in meeting someone, and they weren’t about to let it go ignored. Introductions were passed around as well as some ‘well done’ and ‘congratulations’. Chloe stood quiet, unable to get herself to speak or to look away from him.

#ce001 #chloe & edward

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lucas-pratt:

Lucas had been in the studio for far too long, with his second album halfway done he was anxious to complete it and put it out the masses. He was excited about this album, most of the songs he had written himself while his first was littered with big name song writers that guaranteed a Grammy and second album. These songs meant more for him, even the one that he hadn’t expected to write. In the mix of sheets it had popped into his head and he couldn’t get it out until he knew it sounded perfect. The last note belted out until it came out into a small hum that faded out. His eyes looked up from the microphone in front of him and to the other room that was separated by a mirror glass. He was expecting a thumbs up from the producer and his manger telling him that he was done for the day but the look on their face was one he wasn’t used to. His peeled off the headphones of his ears before speaking. “Come one it can’t be that bad right?” The talent that came out of him was undeniable that much he knew. It wasn’t until his manger pressed the intercom button and the long sigh that came out of the man almost made Lucas want to shake him and tell him to spit it out. “It’s Regan, it’s out.” There were only 2 people that knew about her, his manger and his best friend, how it got out he had no idea but it did. His mind raced a million miles a minute; first thought was the dark haired girl that had shared the bed with him nearly days ago. They had always been careful, there was a unspoken protocol in place so this exact situation wouldn’t happen. It took him less than 3 minutes to get out of the studio after hearing his manger yell out his name for him to stop and then another 5 for him to push past the swarm of paparazzi that shouted questions at him which he refused to answer. The drive to the familiar hotel had started to feel like habit, almost as if it was a routine and the text popped up in the screen of the dashboard. It made his foot pressed faster on the pedal cutting through traffic in a way that any other day it would barely make it on the top list of trending topics on twitter but now they were #1. He barely handed his keys to the valet before making his way to their room and simply opening the door without a knock. “How did this happen?” He asked in a rush then simply shaking his head once his eyes met hers, instantly feeling guilty that those were the first words he said to her. “I’m sorry. Are you okay?”

As the seconds ticked away Regan waited for Lucas to arrive at the hotel room that had basically been their home away from home. Usually she felt good here, alive and excited, waiting for him to come to her so they could be together. Right now she hated it, she hated thee boring bedspread and the tacky paintings on the wall. It took everything in her not to rip them off the walls and smash them against the desk that had only ever been used as a surface for the two of them to have sex on. Regan cringed when she thought about it. The one memory of them naked on the desk made her mind flood with other memories just like it. The bathroom counter, the shower, the floor, and the bed. The bed where she’d shed her clothes for him for the first time. The night in the club was still fresh in her mind, like it was yesterday. As cliche as it made her feel she still thought about it. She couldn’t stop herself from thinking about his mouth and his fingers and how he’d made her feel more than any other man.

Regan had turned her phone off when she got to the room. She didn’t want to hear from anyone except for him. There weren’t even words for how angry she was. Sure the sex tape had been her idea, there was no way her innocent boy bander would ever dream of doing something like that until she said it. They had sworn that it would be safe for just them and now it was for everyone. She stopped pacing around the room and sat on the plush king bed. Her head fell to her hands as she tried to keep herself together. She couldn’t believe what a cliche she was for this. Another reality star with a sex tape, very original. Before she could give into her overwhelming emotions Lucas burst in the room. Her mouth opened to speak but he beat her too it. “Am I okay? No I’m not okay. What the fuck would make you think I’m okay. Why don’t you tell me how this happened? Is this your idea, your way of getting some press for the album?” Regan was screaming getting right up in his face. She sounded like a crazy person and she probably looked like one too. “You pretend to be so innocent but you’re not are you? Well congratulations you played me good Pratt.”

#lr002 #lucas & regan