know I am not ready. I couldn't be with Bass knowing that Carter held my heart. I would be betraying myself, but most of all, it would be selfish of me to carry on that kind of baggage with Bass. He’s a great guy and he deserved a woman who could give him her all.
That woman wasn’t me, but at the same time a small teeny part of me wished I was.
“Let’s get you inside and enjoy the rest of the evening–hopefully with you in my arms. So, how about it Emma?” Bass winked at me, giving me his to-die-for smile.
I blushed at his innuendo. “Well, if you put it like that. Why waste time?” I quipped back at his wicked, grinning face.
He was way too gorgeous for his own good.
What man this good looking would want something from me?
As it turned out, my anxiety was seriously for no apparent reason. Martin was a charming man and his wife, Miranda, was a lovely, stunning woman. I was scared to touch anything because from what I could see—everything looked expensive or looked like a priceless artifacts. So, I didn’t touch a thing.
There were ten of us tonight, including Martin and his wife.
Some of the actors couldn’t make it because they were out on location, filming somewhere. The main cast was here except for the elusive Samantha Knowles, the lead actress.
I learned during the five course dinner that the movie was going to be filmed on some privately owned island in Greece, as Bass mentioned before. It was a story of a family who lost their father from 9/11 Attacks. The mother and son leave the big city and move to Greece to start a new beginning. The son (Bass), still recovering from the loss of his father, turns to alcohol and drugs to cope with the pain and loss. The son meets a woman who would turn his world upside down. He fell in love but in the end realizes that she was married to another man.
It was actually an interesting plot but I didn’t get to hear the rest of the story told by Ross Maitland (the mother in the movie) because Martin and his wife moved us to the game room.
Before we entered the red and black themed room, Bass pulled me swiftly aside and pushed me somewhere that was dark and cozy. It was obvious how familiar he was of his godfather’s house.
I was a little thrilled that he wanted some alone time. All night, I felt his gaze on me. Randomly, he would find a way to touch me–a brush of my hair, a squeeze of my hand, a massage on the back of my neck or one of his cute, toe-curling whispers. He managed to make me feel connected to him.
“Having fun my darling?” I’m his darling now?
“Yes, I’m actually having fun. Thank you for inviting me,” I bit my lip as his closeness made my breathing much more pronounced.
What a conundrum this was concerning Bass—a lovely one, but frustrating all the same.
“Did you know that you have this glow about you when you drink? Your cheeks get all flushed and your eyes luminously sparkle. It’s very enchanting…” His voice trailed off as his nose found my neck, breathing me in like I had the most beautiful scent.
Dear God, this was intoxicatingly…beautifully…excruciatingly…My thoughts were wiped from my mind when I felt his hot kiss sear my skin—soft, gentle and burning.
His hot breath, his panting made me shiver with anticipation.
How does he taste? I want to feel his kiss…
I gripped his shoulder as he pushed me against the wall. His arousal was hard against my hips. ”Emma…Emma…Emma…,” he whispered against my heated, aroused skin, “What are you doing to me?”
Good question because I had no fucking clue.
“Bass—Emma? Are you two lovers ready to join us?” Martin’s voice called out.
“Get your nosy self back inside Martin!” Bass’s playful tone made me laugh.
That woman wasn’t me, but at the same time a small teeny part of me wished I was.
“Let’s get you inside and enjoy the rest of the evening–hopefully with you in my arms. So, how about it Emma?” Bass winked at me, giving me his to-die-for smile.
I blushed at his innuendo. “Well, if you put it like that. Why waste time?” I quipped back at his wicked, grinning face.
He was way too gorgeous for his own good.
What man this good looking would want something from me?
As it turned out, my anxiety was seriously for no apparent reason. Martin was a charming man and his wife, Miranda, was a lovely, stunning woman. I was scared to touch anything because from what I could see—everything looked expensive or looked like a priceless artifacts. So, I didn’t touch a thing.
There were ten of us tonight, including Martin and his wife.
Some of the actors couldn’t make it because they were out on location, filming somewhere. The main cast was here except for the elusive Samantha Knowles, the lead actress.
I learned during the five course dinner that the movie was going to be filmed on some privately owned island in Greece, as Bass mentioned before. It was a story of a family who lost their father from 9/11 Attacks. The mother and son leave the big city and move to Greece to start a new beginning. The son (Bass), still recovering from the loss of his father, turns to alcohol and drugs to cope with the pain and loss. The son meets a woman who would turn his world upside down. He fell in love but in the end realizes that she was married to another man.
It was actually an interesting plot but I didn’t get to hear the rest of the story told by Ross Maitland (the mother in the movie) because Martin and his wife moved us to the game room.
Before we entered the red and black themed room, Bass pulled me swiftly aside and pushed me somewhere that was dark and cozy. It was obvious how familiar he was of his godfather’s house.
I was a little thrilled that he wanted some alone time. All night, I felt his gaze on me. Randomly, he would find a way to touch me–a brush of my hair, a squeeze of my hand, a massage on the back of my neck or one of his cute, toe-curling whispers. He managed to make me feel connected to him.
“Having fun my darling?” I’m his darling now?
“Yes, I’m actually having fun. Thank you for inviting me,” I bit my lip as his closeness made my breathing much more pronounced.
What a conundrum this was concerning Bass—a lovely one, but frustrating all the same.
“Did you know that you have this glow about you when you drink? Your cheeks get all flushed and your eyes luminously sparkle. It’s very enchanting…” His voice trailed off as his nose found my neck, breathing me in like I had the most beautiful scent.
Dear God, this was intoxicatingly…beautifully…excruciatingly…My thoughts were wiped from my mind when I felt his hot kiss sear my skin—soft, gentle and burning.
His hot breath, his panting made me shiver with anticipation.
How does he taste? I want to feel his kiss…
I gripped his shoulder as he pushed me against the wall. His arousal was hard against my hips. ”Emma…Emma…Emma…,” he whispered against my heated, aroused skin, “What are you doing to me?”
Good question because I had no fucking clue.
“Bass—Emma? Are you two lovers ready to join us?” Martin’s voice called out.
“Get your nosy self back inside Martin!” Bass’s playful tone made me laugh.
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