Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 93583 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 468(@200wpm)___ 374(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93583 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 468(@200wpm)___ 374(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
“Good news,” Erin says. “Jessica is coming out on Friday to interview Carter.”
“I can’t believe she’s going to do it,” Sylvia says, and I look over at Erin with a smile, proud of her. “The buzz for this movie is through the roof, bigger than the buzz for Adrenaline Run, and that was insane.”
“You did good,” Ryan says to her. “Now to the reason we are here.”
I look at them and then at Erin, who looks just as surprised as me. “As you know, the Grammys are tomorrow.” I nod. “And I get that you would like to have a date, but . . .”
“I’m fine going solo,” I tell him. I mean, I’m not going solo, I’m going with my woman, but he doesn’t need to know that small detail.
“Really, and about the after party,” he says, and I just shake my head.
“Not an issue. I have an early call the next morning, so my plan was to walk the red carpet, interview with whoever Erin tells me to speak to, and then bounce as soon as the event is over.”
Ryan looks over at me in shock and then at Erin who looks equally shocked by all the plans I made. That and I already set a plan into motion for when I take her back to my place.
“Sounds like you have everything worked out.”
“I do,” I say, and my phone buzzes. “I’m due on set in fifteen minutes.”
“Perfect,” Ryan says, getting up. “We will come with you.” Leading the way to the stage with Ryan on one side of me and Erin on the other, I prepare for the scene, blocking everything and everyone out. When we finally finish the scene, I walk out and see only Erin there.
“Where is everyone?” I ask her, looking around.
“They left five minutes ago,” she tells me as we walk to the trailer. “Is that the last scene for the day?”
“Yeah,” I say, and we get our things and get into the car. I don’t have to ask her if she is coming over. She usually does, and then we swing by her place in the morning for her clothes. She doesn’t listen when I tell her to bring a bag, but soon, I’m just going to throw shit in a bag for her, and she can wear what I pack.
“I should sleep at home tonight,” she says, and I just shake my head. “Carter, Ryan has the glam team coming to my house at one.”
“Okay, I’ll drop you off at noon then,” I tell her. “Problem solved.”
“I haven’t slept in my bed in over three weeks,” she moans. “Three weeks.”
“I am in the mood for Chinese, what about you?” I ask her, ignoring her comment. Hell, if it was up to me, she would be moved in.
“You can’t ignore the topic every time it comes up,” she points out, and I finally pull into the driveway. She gets out of the car, grabbing her purse. “You are very annoying when you get all barbaric.”
“I sleep better when you’re here,” I tell her honestly. “And me sleeping better is showing on the screen.”
“So I’m doing this for the good of the movie,” she says, laughing as she walks to the front door and unlocks it. “You will stop at nothing.”
I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her to me. “Not when it comes to you and being in my bed.” I kiss her neck and press my cock into her ass. “Are we eating before or after?”
“After,” she says, moaning when my hands slide up and cup her tits. “Definitely after.” She turns her head to the side, and I take her mouth, dragging her to the wall that is just to the side of the stairs. My hands go to her hips, and I try to pull up yet another tight skirt she wore today.
“Tomorrow, we are throwing out all the tight shit,” I say between kissing her and ripping off her shirt. Her hands all over my body, frantically pulling the shirt over my head and going for my belt as my hand goes to my back pocket to get my condom. I slip the condom on while she shimmies the dress up over her hips. She moves her panties to the side, kicking up a leg over my hip and I thrust into her. I pick up her other leg while I pound into her. I’ve never not had this willpower before when she is in the room. It’s all out the door, and the only thing I can think about is being with her, being next to her, being a part of her. When she rolls her hips and moans out my name, it’s everything to me. We finish against the wall, and I slowly carry her upstairs, order some Chinese food, and then take her again in the shower.