Riley"I thought maybe I'd dated one of their sons in the past. I might have made that comment."I laughed loud and clamped my hand over my mouth. "Oh my God. That's so good. Tell me what you said exactly.""I just asked the witch if she had a son who might be free for the night, and I might have mentioned that I was sure we'd met before because of him.""Oh man. You're going to hell.""Yep. I'll hold the door for you." She gave me a sweet smile and moved toward the candy store. "Let's get some sugar.""You can. I've gotta watch what I eat. This new part is supposed to be played by a 'very fit' woman.""Nice." She stopped at the opening to the candy store and I ran into the back of her."What the hell."She turned, her eyes wide. "You know what, on second thought, I'm good. I don't need no stinkin' sugar. Come on. We can grab something at the gas station on the way home.""Charlotte. What's going on?" And then I heard it. Jace. I moved around my best friend to see Jace over in the cor
EthanSomething about taking Riley in front of my mother had me nervous as hell. I'd been through some major shit in my life, performed in front of millions of people since I could crack a smile, and yet I was slightly ill over trying to impress Riley with my mom on standby. Where they loved my money, they were jealous of the fame.I tried to open the door to Liam's place, but it was locked. I knocked and waited no more than a second before lifting to my toes and running my hand along the top of the door. The key dropped to the ground next to me.After picking it up, I pushed the door open and called out to my brother. "Let's go, dude. You know we're supposed to be at Mom’s by two.""In a minute." My brother sounded winded. Strained. Hurt?"What's up, Liam?" I walked down the hall toward the kitchen and stopped short. Some poor girl was on her hands and knees, her back arched hard as my brother knelt on the counter beside her and drilled her hard."Just finishing up, man. Give me five
Ethan“Boys!” My mother yelled loudly in an effort to get everyone in the damn house to pay attention to the fact that the celebrity had shown up. Her smile faded and her eyebrow lifted as she whispered. “You’re late.”“Sorry, Mom. It’s Liam’s fault.” I popped him in the chest and moved past her without so much as touching her. Liam was the one that made us late, which meant his punishment was hugging the old bat. He’d tried to come up with a million reasons why that was a horrible idea on the way over, but I won out.It was his punishment, as sad as that was. To be raised by two people who really didn’t give a shit about either of us was more depressing. We were adopted together when I was three, and simply a means to get more money from the government.Where I was once bitter about it, I had my parents to thank for selling me off to the movie industry when I was only a kid. It set me on a hard path that turned into something I was beyond grateful for. I still hated both of them more
Riley"This place is huge." I glanced around as Ethan half dragged me down the hall. I'd never seen him so determined to get somewhere. "Hey." I pulled my hand from his. "You okay?""Yeah. I'm fucking turned on." He reached out and opened a door. "Come on. Let's mess around. I wanna feel you against me.""At your mom's house? Let's just hang out a little while and then go back to your place." I hadn't planned on giving into him, but the minute he started to unbutton his shirt I knew I was in trouble."Hell yeah, at my mom's house." He walked into the room behind him. "Riley. Come on, baby. I haven't stopped thinking about you since Thursday night when you left me hard and aching.""We watched Grease and ate pizza." I walked into the bedroom and yelped as he closed the door and pressed me against it. His hunger was palpable, his hands greedy and grabbing at my flesh."We could be reading a storybook to a Sunday school class and I'd want you." He licked my neck and ground against me. "Y
RileyThere was nothing to say, so I pulled my dress over my head and unbuckled my bra as he finished stripping and put a condom on."I've imagined this a million times." I laid back and stretched my arms on the bed above me."Me naked or us fucking?" He ran his hand down the center of my chest, stopping only to squeeze my breasts for a moment."Both." I arched into his touch and pressed my feet against his perfect stomach."For how long?" He gripped my ankles and extended my legs until they lay flat against his chest, leaning over to the side of his neck. He glanced over and kissed my feet softly as he pressed just inside of me."Since I was a teenager.""I got a class-A stalker on my hands." He rolled his hips, massaging my entrance.I gripped the sheets and pressed down toward him as lust drenched me from every angle. "A lover. Not a stalker.""I like that. You set our pace. Slow or fast. Shallow or deep?" He gripped my knees and pressed forward, impaling me with one hard stroke.I
Ethan"Wait. You're pissed because the hottest girl in Hollywood just wants your wood and nothing else?" Liam glanced up from making a holy hell mess with his cereal and laughed, drizzling some of it from his open mouth."Awww... Really? Shit." I got up to get more napkins. Having him sleep over after we had a few more beers with the girls and drove them home seemed like the right thing to do, but obviously it wasn't."Yeah, really." He grabbed the roll of paper towels from me as his humor died. "You're being a fucking pussy. This woman is everything any man would want. Her fucking friend texted me ten times last night even though I was really, really clear that it was a booty call and nothing else.""You're an asshole. You know that?" I grabbed the paper napkins and smacked him in the side of the head with the roll. "Life is about so much more than jacking off with your hand or some girl's twat.""Really? Why?" He leaned back. "Because you're making it be more than that. I'm good wit
EthanA sigh of relief left me when Liam packed up and left later that afternoon. My brother was usually a source of comfort to me, but lately I'd been moving in a much different direction than he was. It wasn’t good or bad. It just was.My phone rang from the living room as I leaned against the kitchen counter, thinking about what to do about Riley.I walked into the living room, hoping that it was her, looking for an excuse to come over and spend some time with me. Unknown number. Where I didn't usually answer numbers I didn't know, I wanted to make sure it wasn't my girl."What?" I barked into the phone and sat down."Is this Ethan?" I didn't know the voice on the other end of the line."Yeah. How did you get this number? It's unlisted.""You gave it to me about three months ago at a club.""Highly unlikely. I'm hanging up now. Have a great day.""Wait. It's Amber. I'm... I'm the one-""That says she has my baby inside of her and yet you haven't come over here to talk to me or anyt
RileySunday was nothing more than a waste. Charlotte and I swapped sex stories and made brownies. I'd considered calling Ethan a hundred times, but I figured he would call me if he wanted to see me. He seemed to be old-fashion like that. Sadly enough, he never called.Monday morning came too early, and I realized I had no clue what the schedule for the week looked like. I grabbed my debit card and left the apartment to grab a gallon of milk from the corner store as Charlotte ran around, trying to get ready for her corporate job. If I was grateful for anything, it was that I didn't have to dress in a suit and sit in a cubical all day. We might have been slightly unorganized and completely dramatic, but we were free. At least most of us at Eon were.I walked to the corner store, enjoying the early summer weather, and pushed the door open. The bell jingled above my head, and I made a beeline for the cold containers."Hi, pretty girl." A scruffy looking guy moved up beside me. "What's yo
Four Months LaterEthanNo matter how many times I went to the premier or opening night, I couldn't help but feel nervous. I was worried about my woman, but knowing her, she was handling it better than me. Deza had her in one of the dressing rooms at the large theater downtown where we did all of our opening nights."She needs to have some time to herself where you're not humping her damn leg like a Chihuahua in heat." Deza had been quite clear on why Riley wasn't coming with me to the premier."You want a turn?" I'd tried to hump her leg a few minutes earlier as she came in to check on me, but it hadn't gone over too well. Something about her big ugly boyfriend out front and him not liking me as it were.His loss. He's eating those words when the two of them finally retied the knot. It was me that got them back together, though neither one of them seemed to want to admit it.It was a thankless job."You know it's weird." Deza moved up in front of me and reached up, adjusting my tie.
RileyWe walked into the wedding dress shop, and everything became real. All of the struggle and strife we'd been through to reach this point.I turned as tears blurred my gaze and reached for Ethan."Baby, what's wrong?" He leaned down and pulled me against his chest as a salesman spoke up behind us."How can I help you, Mr. Lewis?""Nothing. I'm just overwhelmed. I'm sorry." I pressed my hands to my face and leaned against him.He brushed his hair down the back of my head. "My girl and I want to see some wedding gowns. The best that you have. And I'll put down a thousand dollars to have you leave us be back in the dressing room for about an hour once we have a few of your best.""Done, Sir. I'll gather them now."He kissed the top of my head. "We can come back, Ri. We don't have to do this now.""No. I want to." I forced myself to look up at him. "I just feel out of place.""But you fit in at the mall?" He chuckled, but the sound fell flat. He got it. I was out of place there, but a
Ethan"This is Ethan," I mumbled into the phone, trying to keep my voice down, though there was no way in hell anyone could hear me over the noise at the mall."Ethan Lewis?" A woman stopped in front of me.Fuck me. I pointed to the phone and shook my head no, pulling it away and mouthing that I was a look alike."Oh. Never mind." She gave me a snarl and walked on."Deza?" I put the phone back to my ear. "I'm in the mall. Come get me before these crazy bitches tear the flesh from my bones."Deza's laugh filled up my ear, accompanied by Frank’s. "We have you on speaker. What the fuck are you doing at the mall on a Saturday? And a public mall at that.""Riley forced me to." I pouted and watched for signs of my girl in the windows of the store she was shopping in. "She's still wearing rose-colored glasses about this shit.""I'm taking it she didn't see those horrible pictures the Daily Star posted about her being-" Deza started.Frank finished it. "Pregnant with Ethan's alien twins?"The
Two Months LaterEthan"Why did we decide to do this?" I narrowed my eyes and the pretty girl that sat across from me. The one that had my heart racing and body purring every time she walked into the room."Because." She lifted her eyebrow. I knew that look. "You said that we would get to where we could go out in public and do normal things for our age. We're in our early twenties. We're eating at the food court. Period.""At a public mall." I glanced around and realized every-fucking-body was staring and pointing. I groaned and turned back to her. "If it's not bad enough that every tabloid has taken pictures of you and swollen your stomach for you with photoshop. It makes you look like you're pregnant with my alien twins. What more do you want?"She laughed, and I forced myself to sit back and chill out. "Nothing, baby. I wanted noodles at the mall. I'm tired of being in the house or at private parties. I want to live where everyone else does. I want to shop at Old Navy!""They have
Riley"Bumpy?" The little boy's blue eyes sparkled as he wiped at Ethan's hands over his legs. "Bumpy?""Oh jeez. Thank you so much." The mother jogged up and scooped the little guy up in her arms. "I'm so sorry." She paused as her eyes went wide. "Oh my God. You're Ethan Lewis and Riley Phillips. I love your movies," she pointed over to me, "and you were beautiful in the Spring play at UCLA. You're in the next Eon movie together, right?""Yeah, we are." I smiled over at Ethan, but he was too busy watching the little boy. Did he want kids? We'd had a short conversation about it, but I couldn't remember his response. His own upbringing had been as bad as mine, if not worse.Poverty sucked. Not being loved was way worse."Baby." I tugged on his hand."Oh. Sorry. I got lost there in my head for a minute." He reached out and patted the little guy on the head. "Take care, hmm?""Thank you again." The woman turned as the little boy chirped the word, 'bumpy' a handful of times."You want bab
RileyButterflies danced in my stomach as we drove along the coast and finally pulled up to a white castle that overlooked the water. A maroon Lexus convertible sat in the driveway.I glanced down at my clothes and gave Ethan a look. "Really? Why didn't you tell me to dress up? Whose house is this?"He laughed and pulled behind another large moving truck. "Ours, baby.""What?" Shock raced through me as he got out of the van and left me sitting there. "Ours?"Did he buy a house on the beach? I'd just mentioned wanting one the day before. Late in the day on the day before.I got out and jogged to catch up to him as a bunch of guys I didn't know walked out of the house."Alright. Just bring everything in from the garage, and Riley will tell you where it's going." He reached back and took my hand, half-pulling me into the house. I'd never seen anything like it in my life. I was majestic. Huge. White."Ethan." I was breathless, and my heart hurt in my chest. "Did you buy this place yesterd
EthanI knocked on Charlotte and Riley's apartment door and moved back, the red flowers in my hands holding one white rose.Riley opened the door rubbing her eyes. "Baby? What are you doing? It's before ten."I handed her the flowers and pulled her into my arms, laying a few kisses on her lips and smiling down at her. "Get dressed. We got shit to do.""This early?" She blinked and looked around as if confused. I'd never seen anything more perfect in my whole life."Yeah." I moved away and pointed to the moving truck. "Our trucks waiting right there. Let's get your stuff and get moving. This day isn't going to wait much longer for us."Her eyes widened, and she turned her attention back to me. "Wait. I'm moving in today?""Yep." I walked past her and winked at Charlotte. "Jace coming to help?""Already here, man." He walked out from the kitchen and extended his hand to me. "I never thought I'd see the day where I'd help someone steal Riley from me, but I guess it's come, hm?"Charlotte
EthanRiley wasn't too thrilled when I took her back to her apartment after we got sloshed at the party, but I told her my stomach was upset and I would see her the next morning. Not a good thing to do with a possessive woman in love.I turned off my phone an hour after getting home and took a long shower as excitement bubbled up inside of me. I had big plans for the next day and had been texting on my phone all fucking night to get it all set up for her.She was going to be blown the fuck away. Just knowing that it would be my fault had me giddy as I rolled out of bed the next morning. It was still early, but I was good with it. I wanted everything to be perfect.I pulled out my phone and texted my brother, Deza and Riley’s best friend, Charlotte to make sure everyone knew where they needed to be and what part they were playing."And here you thought I was just sitting on my hands." I glanced down at my phone. The picture of us eating ice cream like two little kids always made me smi
RileyI laughed and got dressed quickly as excitement bubbled in my stomach. I'd never been to an end of production wrap up party. Obviously, because I'd never wrapped up a movie before. It sounded like fun, and if we were going to be drinking and dancing with all of our friends, how could it not?Darren is coming.Worry raced through the center of my chest as I thought through how that could be good or bad. It seemed that there were a lot more chances for things to get messed up than go well.I forced myself to stop thinking about all of it and went back to feeling grateful. Ethan and I were spending almost every night together at his place, and he was dropping hints all the time about us getting married or having kids, or at the very least, moving in together.It was going to happen soon. I could feel it in my bones.I checked my hair and lipstick one more time before walking out of my dressing room and taking the long way over to studio six. I passed by the practice rooms where Cla