Amelia’s POVPerhaps because I had thought of him while cooking, I dreamt about Eddie when I was asleep. It wasn't the sleek, polished Eddie of the present, but the one from just before the cracks began to show in our relationship. The Eddie who still had a sparkle in his eyes, but a flicker of something else had begun to cloud them – ambition, perhaps, or a restlessness that hadn't been there before.It wasn't the sleek, polished Eddie of the present, but the one from just before the cracks began to show in our relationship. The Eddie who still had a sparkle in his eyes, but a flicker of something else had begun to cloud them – ambition, perhaps, or a restlessness that hadn't been there before.We were in our tiny apartment, the familiar scent of old books and stale coffee clinging to the air. I sat curled up on the worn sofa, a half-written story sprawled out on my lap. The rhythmic tapping of my pen was the only sound that broke the silence.The front door creaked open, and I look
Jenna's POVThe club was loud and deafening and for the first time in a while, I was bored and sick of it. I watched with a disdainful gaze as my castmates and other celebrities indulged in alcohol, drugs, men/women and strippers. We were celebrating the wrap-up of the shooting of my new movie, but I could not get my mind off of the bratty, smartass that I had met earlier in the day, the one that called herself my daughter's new cook… or was it, nanny? I was not even sure anymore. A male stripper danced close to me, his junk bouncing up and down right in front of me. He turned around, showing me his detectable ass, making me chuckle slightly. However, I did not play into his hands. I would have if I hadn't been in such a bad mood. And it's all that new nanny's fault. I thought to myself snarkily. The rhythmic bass throbbed around me, a dull counterpoint to the annoyance buzzing in my head. Every pulsating beat, every drunken shout, seemed to mock my growing discontent. Here I was, c
Amelia’s POVEddie and I smiled at how Chloe ran into her room. I asked her if I should follow her into her room to tuck her in but she rejected my offer, telling me that she was a big girl and could tuck herself in. I laughed out loud after hearing what she said and then Eddie asked me to take my seat beside him after making sure that Chloe was fast asleep.I did as he said and wondered what he wanted to talk about. He stared at me for a while without saying a word and as I was about to say something, he hushed me up with a kiss. His lips were so soft and I craved for more. He kissed me deeper and then I started reciprocating his kisses. Just then I thought about how Chloe had caught us hugging each other earlier and I had to pull him away.“What if Chloe sees us?” I asked shyly. He stared at me and then asked if I was ready to accept him back into my life.“I met with your ex-wife today,” I blurted out. “What? Where? When? How?” He asked, looking so surprised.I explained to him ho
Amelia's POVAs Eddie's body covered mine, I could distinctly hear the faint sound of a phone ringing. I ignored it and pulled him closer to myself. He groaned low in his throat, whispering my name like a prayer as the fire between us burned hotter. The sound of the ringing phone grew louder and louder, until I could no longer ignore it. I tore my mouth from Eddie's, panting heavily. He continued kissing me, planting little kisses down my neck as I tried to look around for the ringing phone. "Eddie," I called out his name. Eddie's POV"Ignore it," I said to Amelia, hoping she would listen and not let the ringing phone distract us from what we had been doing. She giggled softly, making small attempts to push me away as she said, "I think it's your phone. It could be important. No one would call this late if it wasn't important."I groaned softly, knowing she was right, but at the same time, wanting to turn off my phone and chuck it into the garbage disposal. I pulled away from her
Jenna’s POVI became much more curious when Sarah hadn't got back to me yet. I tried her number but she wasn’t picking up which enraged me further. “How dare she ignore my calls? Didn’t she know that I hate whenever she is not picking my calls?” I yelled out in frustration, resisting the urge of throwing my phone against the wall angrily. My patience kept wearing off as every second ticked by and I paced around my room, wondering who Amelia was and why I felt so uneasy after meeting her. When Sarah wouldn’t pick up my calls, I brought out my phone again and texted Eddie, telling him that we needed to meet and talk. I made it sound so urgent and then stared at my phone, waiting for his response but he didn’t read the message and didn’t text me back.“What? Is he ignoring me as well?” I yelled out in frustration and ended up throwing my phone against the wall. I kept smashing the things in my room, scattering the whole place. The room echoed with a sickening crack. A picture frame, o
Eddie's POVI moved closer to Amelia, pinning her between my front and the countertop. She stiffened immediately, her shoulders nearly rising up to her as she tried to slip out from our hurdle, but I didn't let her. I wrapped my arms around her and rested my head on her shoulder. "Amelia…" I tried to speak, but she did not let me. "No, Eddie. Please do not say anything. This was all a mistake."My head rose up in shock and I stared at her hard, unflinching profile.What on earth is she talking about? Isn't she just mad that I had picked up Jenna's call and interrupted our time together? "What on earth are you talking about Amelia?" I asked her, bringing my confused thoughts to life. She heaved out a heavy, deep sigh even as she continued to stare unflinchingly at the wall opposite us as though her life depended on it. I waited for her response. "Please let me go," she eventually said softly. I stared at her in disbelief. "No, Amelia. What is going on? Why are you acting like thi
Eddie's POVPerhaps witnessing Jenna's toxic behavior even though they had never met in person was making Amelia try to protect herself, I had thought to myself. It was something I understood and could not blame her for. However, as I looked at her tense figure, I had to admit to myself that Amelia was telling the truth and truly had no feelings for me. That she had only been carried away just like she had said and our kiss had meant nothing to her. The thought of that being true made my heart beat fast and made my chest hurt as though someone had taken a hammer to it. I took a deep breath and nodded softly. "I'm sorry, Amelia," I simply said before walking out of the kitchen. I picked up my briefcase, jacket and tie from the floor of the massive living room where they had been lying haphazardly and headed straight to my roomI took a detour to Chloe's room to check up on her. Pushing open the door, I was met with the soft glow of her nightlight, casting dancing shadows on the wall
Amelia's POV"You did what?" Blaire yelled out in shock. It was two days after the kiss and everything that had happened later with Eddie. Blaire and I were in a small cafe not far from the hospital, catching up. Her outburst caused people in the cafe to look at us and we both smiled sheepishly. "Shhh…" I told her. She ignored my warning. "You made out with Eddie?!" She asked again, this time in a mock whisper that still managed to carry across the room. Her voice held a teasing edge, but beneath it, I knew she was genuinely surprised. After all, I had declared that I had no feelings for Eddie and could work for him without anything happening between us. Oh, how my lies have come back to bite me in the butt, I thought sardonically to myself. "Well," I stammered, feeling the heat rise further. "It wasn't exactly a planned make-out session, more like a...heat-of-the-moment kind of thing.""A heat-of-the-moment kind of thing with Eddie?" Blaire pressed, her smile widening. "Spill th