Forever Yours by Nicole Salmond Page A

slept in past eight in the morning. It was nearly midday and she felt the day was nearly over. Stella enjoyed her weekends and definitely didn’t want to spend it in bed, as much as being with Tristan was very tempting, come Monday she would have to be back at work and they wouldn’t get a full day together again until the next weekend. She had no intention of wasting the time she had with him now.
    “What time is it?” Tristan yawned, his eyes opening and pulling Stella closer to him.
    “Late. Come on, get up. I’m hungry and I don’t plan on being in bed all day.” She pulled his arms, but it was no use, they were like dead weight not budging.
    “ Mmmmm . But being in bed has its advantages…” He squeezed Stella’s naked backside. She quickly swiped his arm away, she knew his touch would cause her to forget her purpose.
    “No Tristan, please. I want to do something with you today. I want us to experience being a real couple and go out. We’ve been confined to this hotel all week. I know we tried going out before and it didn’t work, but I want to try again.”
    The look of concern crossed his face, making him frown. “But I thought after last night, you might not want to go out?”
    She felt embarrassed by last night’s events. She thought they were trying to attack her, but all they were doing was trying to get a good photo of her. “It’s bound to come out eventually about our relationship. So it might as well happen now. Plus I think it would be good for us if I got more of a feel of what your life is like.”
    “That’s what I’m afraid of.”
    “Tristan, we can’t stay locked up in this hotel forever. You know that,” she said. She silently wished Tristan wasn’t famous, life would be a lot easier if he wasn’t. But she knew she couldn’t change it. She was taking a chance with him, a chance she never thought she’d take with anyone again and she prayed she wasn’t making the biggest mistake of her life.
    “I know. But what if my life is too much for you, the paparazzi, the fame, everything.”
    She sighed, “Then that’s the chance we have to take.” She paused. “For us to truly know if our relationship is even possible we need to do this.”
    She watched Tristan contemplate her words. “Alright, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
    She smiled as she watched him jump up off the bed, baring his naked body. He had the most admirable body, every inch of him she craved to touch, his muscles flexed as he walked over to his walk in robe. She giggled at herself, who would have thought she would be here now, perving on Tristan Wood’s sexy body. He turned to her. “Well up you get then, don’t want to waste the day away,” he smirked.
    Stella rolled her eyes at him, two minutes ago she had been trying to convince him to get out of bed, and now all she wanted was him to get back in it.
    “I’ve got a TV interview tonight so afterwards we can go out to dinner, like a real couple,” he said as he grinned at his words.
    She hated his grin. Ok, secretly she loved it. But he knew she couldn’t ever be mad or say no to him when he smiled. His smile was infectious, just like every other part of him.
     
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    “Does this look ok Tristan?” she questioned Tristan as she walked into the open lounge room. Tristan sat on the nearby couch resting a guitar on his lap while he scribbled notes. He was looking gorgeous as ever in his dark denim jeans and a navy blue t-shirt. He looked up at her, a smile instantly touched his lips. Stella was wearing a black strapless dress that hung tightly to her body falling to her knees and her hair had been curled and loosely fell over her shoulders.
    They had gone back to her hotel to get a change of clothes for the night, after Stella repeatedly denied Tristan in letting him buy a new outfit for her. She was still dead set against him helping her out and letting him buy her things, something he hoped would change. What was the point in making all