Steaming Love

        Every movie set was the same.Same set of self absorbed people, it didn’t matter the role that they were playing, they all had this air of entitlement.Curling their nose up at everyone else…Although not all were like that, some had manners and lots of them didn’t.        Who am I to complain about that, afterall I’m just here to provide them with the food they need and I do that excellently well. At least good enough to get more contracts from other film sets. Wiping my hands at the back of my jean, I look at my watch which I had worn over the back of my wrists to avoid scratches on the face; 09:15 pm it reads.           “Time to pack up people!” I yell at my crew and there’s an exaggerated sigh of relief which I can relate to, because who wouldn’t

        “Are you scared of me?” Aiden suddenly asks as he drives, and I take sometime to think about it before I shake my head no.      “Why do you think I’m scared of you?” I ask and he turns to stare at me “Why don’t you tell me? You agree to let me drop you off at first then suddenly you start giving excuses.”  “I panicked.”         “Huh?” he probes and I sigh.     “I panicked okay? You’re one of Hollywood’s biggest stars and you’re suddenly showing interest in me because you needed a lighter for your cigarette. After you went back I couldn’t wrap my head over what had happened and I started panicking that I’d come across cheap so I decided to lie so I can preserve my remaining self worth.” I s

          “Sorry we’re closed.” I yell from the kitchen as I hear the bell signifying that there’s a customer chimes. When it doesn’t make the same noise indicating that the person hasn’t left, I pick up a small kitchen knife and slowly step out.        “I said we’re closed.” I say as I move to the counter, “I heard you loud and clear.” A familiar husky voice says from behind me and my breath hitches as I drop the knife and turn around slowly.          Standing in front of me,clad in black jeans and a gray tee shirt, his herbal cigarette in between his lips is Aiden Wilde who’s frowning at me.            “We’re closed…You’ll can place your order and pick it up tomorrow though..” I force myself to s

          “You hired a limo for tonight?” I blurt as he hands me a glass of champagne “I’m insulted that you’ll think that I had to hire one when I own a limo.” He corrects and I nod.    “Let’s play a game.” I say and he raises a brow “Thirty questions each.” I add and he folds his arms “What’s in it for me?” he asks and I frown “I’m asking what I get out of playing this game.” He says making air quotes “You get to know me?” I say but it comes out more like a question.         “That’s the whole point of taking you out on a date Hadley. To know you.” he points out emphasising the words know you. “So you don’t want to play?” I ask lamely and he shrugs “I’ll play but it’ll have a twist. Every question ans

        “Thanks for a wonderful evening.” I tell Aiden as he walks me to the door of the cafe and waits while I unlock it. “I had a great time with you Hadley.” He murmurs while I try to still my shaking hands and frantic heart long enough for me to open the door.           Giving up, I turn to him sighing and he chuckles before taking the key from my hands and opening the door. “Thanks again.” I murmur but still not moving, and he nods waiting for me. Exchanging the feet that’s balancing my weight, I bite my lip and a soft growl from Aiden has me releasing them and finally speaking.                 “I don’t usually do this, but would you want to come inside for coffee? Or tea, you know you being originally British and all, but if you don’t want either choice there’s always cold beer, I’m sure I’ve got some from the last time we watched the match at my