Amelie’s POVI’m currently hiding in a bathroom stall at the club. I don’t know if I can go through with this fake marriage with Nathan. Every moment I’m with him makes it harder. I want it all to be real. I want a real relationship with him. The way he held me on the dance floor made me feel both ecstatic that I had found my person and sad that I could never truly have him the way I really wanted him. Dig deep, Amelie, and keep your promise. He gave Zander back his life. You need to push your feelings down and stick to the mission. Onwards and upwards. You’re going to march upstairs to the VIP lounge, sit on Nathan’s lap, and pretend to be his girlfriend. Why? Because you owe it to him. Also, because a very large part of you knows how awesome it would be to have his hands on you, so suck it up, princess, and take one for the team. I giggled to myself.I left the stall and washed my hands. I took a glance in the mirror. Makeup is still on point. Hair, I smoothed it out. Tits, I pushe
Nathan’s POVWhat the fuck, Amelie? You just made me instantly hard. I hope you can’t feel it against you.“Nathan,” Amelie gulps, “You’re hard for me.” She leans into my neck and groans. Then she did something I didn’t expect to happen; Amelie reached down with her hand and cupped my bulge. “So, fucking hard.”“Amelie,” I breathe.“We’re here!” One of the girls screams excitedly. “Are you guys done dry-humping each other?” Dante says, looking in our direction.Amelie scrambles off my lap. I look at the ceiling and breathe deeply. I swear when I finally claim Amelie, she won’t be able to move for a week. I’m going to pounce on her like a tiger takes their prey.Everyone starts piling out of the limo. We are standing out in front of the hottest karaoke lounge in Las Vegas.“Let’s get our sing on!” Kimmy yells.“OH MY GOSH! YAY!” Amelie shrieks.Kimmy links arms with Amelie, and they walk towards the entrance. Everyone else follows, and I lag behind, trying to get rid of the raging har
Amelie’s POVI.Am.NEVER.Drinking.Again.What the hell happened last night, and why do I feel like someone put my head in a vice? I roll over in bed, and Nathan is lying there, smiling at me.“Good morning, sunshine,” he whispers.“Stop screaming at me,” I respond and grab my head.Nathan just shakes his head and laughs.“Ugh, what happened last night?” I questioned.“Well, how much do you remember?” Nathan asks.“Um, I remember being in the limo and drinking champagne, and then everything else is fuzzy,” I say.“So, you don’t really remember anything after that?” Nathan queries.“I vaguely recall something related to karaoke, but that’s about it,” I answer.“Hmmm,” Nathan mumbles.“Oh, my goodness, did we….oh no….we didn’t, you know….I mean,” I stammered and started to hyperventilate.“Calm down, Amelie,” Nathan said, stroking my arm, “we didn’t have sex.”I look under the covers to see I’m wearing my bra and thong.“I need to pee,” I say, hurrying to the bathroom.“I drew you a b
Amelie’s POVI didn’t think that I would feel this good after last night and this morning. No one mentioned what happened last night, but I saw all the pictures Dante had tagged me in on Instagram. I am honestly never drinking again. I look like I basically drooled all over Nathan. I was so grateful he didn’t say anything to me. Hmmmm….why didn’t he say anything to me? Was he protecting me, or was he embarrassed? Either way, I was grateful.I quickly showered and was standing in the walk-in closet in my robe when Nathan came in. He was dressed in a grey suit with a black t-shirt underneath. He was breathtakingly handsome.“Well, Dr. Michaels, you’re looking like AAA beefcake tonight,” I teased.He grinned, showing off his dimples. “Are you wearing a towel tonight? “ Because that’s okay with me,” he stated.“Ha ha, very funny,” I rolled my eyes. “I can’t decide what to wear.”Nathan browsed the outfits on the hangers and selected a short, silver dress.“Wear this one,” he instructed. H
Nathan’s POVWe’re on the plane, heading home. Paul is passed out, sleeping across the aisle from me. Morgan and Kimmy are sitting together in the seats in front of us, facing me. Amelie, well, Amelie is right where she should be. She’s cuddled up next to me. I feel such a sense of calm when she’s close to me, as if nothing else matters in the world. I’m glad it’s Friday and the weekend is here. For the first time in my life, I don’t want to go to work. I want to stay with Amelie. Tomorrow is her wedding dress fitting—a wide grin dons my face as I think about it.“What are you smiling about, Nathan?” Amelie questioned.I lie, “Just remembering the look on Twerkley’s face when Kimmy said you weren’t his lobster.”Amelie smiles, “That was quite funny.”“Sometimes you need to put Twerkley in his place,” Kimmy noted. “He’s really a nice guy, but his Hollywood persona has been coming out a lot lately.”“So true, Kimmy,” I agreed. "You can’t blame him, however. When you’re essentially given
Amelie’s POV“Holy Fuck, Amelie,” Tiff exclaimed. “This place is unreal.” She expressed as we entered my room at Nathan’s.“I know, right?” I responded.There was a box on the bed for each of us. We unwrapped them.“Bathing suits?” Tiff asked.“Yes, we have a pool upstairs,” I answered.“Oooo…let’s do that first!” Tiff said excitedly.“Okie dokie smokie,” I agreed.We quickly changed into our bathing suits and headed upstairs. We’re greeted by a couple of people dressed in spa scrubs.“Hello?” I said, raising my eyebrow.“Hello, Miss Amelie,” the woman said. “I’m Judy; this is Fernando. If you need anything, please let us know.”“Thank you, Trudy,” I said with a smile.“Ladies, would you like some fruit smoothies?” Fernando asked.“Yes, please, Fernando,” I replied.“I’ll bring them to the pool,” he said, “please make yourself comfortable.”We headed to the pool. After splashing around for a while, sitting by the pool, and drinking our smoothies, we head to the stone beds. We looked o
Amelie’s POVThe alarm went off at 8 am. I woke up and rolled over to the vision of Tiff drooling on her pillow. I got up and headed for the bathroom. I’ll let her sleep in while I take a shower. I showered, shaved, and applied lotion. Once I was done in the bathroom, I searched through the closet for a nice-looking dress. I settled on a beautiful copper-colored princess-cut midi dress. I matched it with some simple tan high heels and a matching purse.When I was finished in the closet, I came out into the bedroom and noticed Tiff was up and, by the sounds of things, was in the shower. Tiff emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, and headed straight for her bag.“Tiff, I want you to choose a dress from my closet,” I offered.“You’re kidding, right?” Tiff responded. “Those dresses cost more than my rent.”“I’m serious. Pick one, please,” I commented. "You have given me literally so much over the years. I want you to pick a dress and keep it.” I grab her hand and drag her into t
Amelie’s POVMarcus dropped us off at the Bridal boutique. Kimmy led the way in.“Ladies, welcome. Dr. Michaels has booked the entire salon for you,” said a tall, elegant lady. “Please come this way.”“My name is Abigail,” she spoke, “I will be your concierge today. Please meet my assistants, Benjamin and Mila.”“It’s a pleasure to meet all of you,” I advised. “This is Tiff, my best friend and maid of honor. This is my friend Kimberley Stein. She will be taking some pictures to send to our other friend, Morgan Hailee.”Abigail gasped, “You’re friends with Morgan Hailee? THE Morgan Hailee?”“Yes, she wanted to be here, but…” I started to say.“She’s in Paris for her runway show!” Abigail blurted out.“Yes,” I smiled.“Well, then, let’s start by pulling some Morgan Hailee dresses!” Abigail exclaimed.“I would love that,” I smiled.“Please follow me, Amelie. We’ll grab some dresses and see what you’d like.”I followed Abigail to the dress racks.“Is there a specific look you like or woul
Nathan’s POVIt was all over the media how Amelie had basically saved the day with the plane crash. I was so proud of her. My Amelie deserved to be recognized for her caring nature.The flight home to New York went smoothly. I kept a constant eye on all three ladies for any trauma reactions from flying again, but they were all occupied talking about the party tomorrow. Kimmy was saying how she had bought the perfect outfit for Amelie for the lingerie and PJ party. I was a little nervous as I knew Kimmy, and I honestly didn’t want any guys seeing anything they shouldn’t be seeing.Amelie had been texting back and forth between her and Zander throughout the entire flight. He was so worried about her. Zander had seen all the RIP messages on her Instagram and had freaked out. Luckily, Dante and Dutton were with him. They had told him she was safe as soon as I had texted them last night. He had tried to reach out to Amelie, but unfortunately, she had forgotten to turn her phone back on aft
Nathan’s POVAfter eating last night, both Amelie and I were exhausted. We snuggled into bed, and Amelie fell asleep almost immediately. She definitely had a trying day and deserved the rest. I ended up staying up a bit and working on my phone. Amelie was lying on my chest and snoring like a little kitten. Amelie’s Instagram now has up to 110,000 followers. Many people are leaving RIP comments since the rescue hasn’t been announced yet. Roy said they would be announcing it at 9 am tomorrow. He asked if Amelie could be there, but I don’t know if I’ll tell her. I also messaged Dr. Yvonne and asked if there was any way possible for her to make an after-hours call to the apartment. I explained the situation, hoping that she could make an exception. Finally, I contacted the bakery to ask if they could bring the cake testing to our penthouse as well. Then I finally went to sleep.Amelie’s POVI slept like a baby. I was so comfortable and so warm and toasty. Then I realized why. At some poin
Nathan’s POVI was pacing the room while Amelie was in the shower. Should I really tell her I love her tonight? Is it the wrong move? She literally just got out of a traumatic experience. Maybe it would be too much for her to handle. What if she didn’t feel the same way? Would she still want to marry me? Fuck. I hadn’t even thought of that before. My thoughts were interrupted by Amelie walking out of the bathroom in her robe. She was towel-drying her hair, and I couldn't believe that such a mundane thing was sexy.“How was the shower?” I asked.“It was AMAZING,” Amelie replied. “Definitely in the top five of showers.” She giggled and scrunched up her nose.Fuck. She is so cute that it's almost painful.“I had Trudy pack up a bag for you. It will be on the plane tomorrow morning,” I stated.“Nathan, you didn’t have to do that,” Amelie chastised me.“Amelie, when we get back to New York, there is going to be paparazzi,” I advised. “I thought you might want to change.”“I guess you’re ri
Nathan’s POVHearing and feeling Amelie moan into my mouth made me instantly hard. Great, now I have to walk through the emergency ward with a giant bulge in my pants.“Oh, there’s the check-in desk,” Amelie stated. “I bet they have information on Thomas and Nancy.”Amelie walked up to the desk. “Good Evening, we were in the helicopter that brought in Thomas and Nancy, ummmm,” Amelie said.“Thomas and Nancy Franklin,” I added.“Oh yes, you must be Dr. Michaels and Ms. Cavanaugh,” the desk receptionist acknowledged.“Do you have any idea if they have been seen?” Amelie asked. “I’m very worried about them.”“If you can have a seat, I’ll ask around and let you know as soon as possible. Don’t worry dear, they are in good hands,” she advised us.“Thank you so much for your help,” Amelie said with a smile as she turned to sit down.I followed her over to the seats. She looked really worried. I grabbed her hand, “They are both going to be fine, Amelie,” I reassured her.“I just don’t like it
Nathan’s POVI don’t want to let go of Amelie’s hand. I have a certain sense of calm when I can touch her. It feels like I have my missing piece. We’re getting close to the Historical site, and I know that I will have to stop holding her hand for even a few minutes as we get out of the helicopter. When you stand face to face with the possibility of losing the person who has your heart, it changes you. It makes everything so much clearer. I’m going to tell her that I love her tonight.We reached the rescue base, and I relinquished Amelie’s hand. I quickly alighted from the helicopter and circled over to Amelie’s door as she was opening it. I helped her out and then intertwined our fingers back together.A smiling Roy greeted us. “Well, this is the best outcome anyone could have hoped for,” Roy declared and turned to Amelie. “I hear we have you to thank for that little lady. Textbook survival skills.”“Thank you,” Amelie smiled. “Just trying to keep a level head and keep everyone calm.”
Nathan’s POVWhen she smiled down at me, I thought my heart was going to burst from excitement. I have never wanted something more in my life like I did Amelie. I wanted to declare my love for her right then and there, but everyone already thought we were in love.“Are you ok, kitten?” I yelled.“I’m better now that you are here, Schmoopie,” Amelie called back.“Did you think I wouldn’t come for you?” I declared.“No, I knew you would,” Amelie smiled.“Always,” I declared.“Oh god, you guys are making me sick,” Kimmy teased.“Right? I thought I was the only one,” Morgan giggled.Everyone broke out in laughter.“Rescue one to Moneybags. Can you shine your spotlight straight up for the exact location,” a voice came over the radio.“Roger that,” Kirk responded and pointed the spotlight straight into the air.“We have visual on you,” the voice spoke. “Do you have a count on the recovery?”“Affirmative. Two injured and three non-injured,” Kirk relayed.The rescue helicopter appeared overhe
Amelie’s POVMy heart sank. I thought they hadn’t seen the flare, so I shot a second one and waited. Then I heard it. The sound of a helicopter coming closer.“Morgan!” I shouted. “The helicopter is getting closer!”“Fuck yes!” Morgan yelled. Then she ran off to wake up Kimmy.I then saw the spotlight searching the ground. It finally landed on the tail of the plane. Then, the spotlight moved along the body of the plane until it landed on me. I waved frantically. I grinned so widely that I thought my face was going to break. My prayers had been answered.A voice came from the helicopter. Even though they were using a megaphone, I had to strain to hear it over the sound of the helicopter.“We will get you out as soon as possible,” the voice spoke. “We just need to find a place to land nearby. We’ve called for the rescue helicopter.”The helicopter turned and circled away.“Let’s close the door until they come back,” I advised Morgan. “We don’t want to lose too much heat from the plane.”
Nathan’s POVWe’ve been flying back and forth on the grid for 1 ½ hours. We haven’t seen a single clue of where they could be. It’s starting to get dark. I can see the brilliant orange and pink hues of sunset starting to appear across the sky. They are a beautiful warning that we are running out of time for today's search. How can something so spectacular bring me such a feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach?“Dr. Michaels, we have about 30 minutes before we have to call off the search,” James spoke.“Push it as long as you can,” I replied. “I want every single second used.”“Yes, sir,” James answered.We continue for another 15 minutes before something is radioed in. A plane wing has been spotted floating in a part of the lake.My heart sinks to my stomach.No. It can’t be. I won’t accept it until I see the plane for myself.“They just sent me the coordinates, Dr. Michaels,” the location specialist Miguel said, “Do you want to head over there or continue on our search?”I have an
Amelie’s POVI’ve makeshift set Nancy’s ankle and fashioned a sling out of a ripped bed sheet for Captain Thomas. The extra credit first aid & survival training I took in high school sure came in handy today. Both Nancy and Thomas are lying on the bed in the back of the plane. They need to relax and stay calm. I gave them some painkillers I had in my bag, hoping they would get some sleep.We have all tried to get reception on our phones to no avail. I even tried the radio in the flight deck.I managed to open the outside door of the plane and made sure it closed back up. If no one finds us right away, it could be a very cold night. Luckily, Kimmy found some extra blankets and towels in the bedroom. I’ve located the flares onboard. There are only three. I doubt anyone would see them during the day. I’m going to hold off on shooting them until it's dark out. It’s cold and snowy, but I’m so grateful that I listened to Nathan and dressed like a snow bunny. I giggled to myself.Oh, Nathan