It's My Life (Filming Rhiannon. Book 1) (13 page)

“Yeah, sorry.” I say feeling guilty, “But he is a jackass.” I add quickly looking at him, hoping Scarlett wont chew me up.

“Carry on, I'll get you back”. he promises with fire in his eyes.

“As long as your pay back will be after filming now.” Scarlett orders on a raised brow.

“Yes, sorry Scarlett. I’m ready now.” Jase says, calming his breathing after his laughing fit.

“Rhiannon?” she asks me, turning her attention to me with a raised eyebrow once again.

“Yes sorry, I’m ready too,” I shrink under her glare.

“Finally. Camera crew start filming please.” she tells them.

This time, Jase leans in to kiss me, and I allow him too with out any snide remarks.

Once he pulls away, he looks in to my eyes and smiles at me.

He quickly gets up of me, and stands beside the bed, quickly digests of his shirt, and suit pants, and is back on top of me in no time. He is now sat on me with just a pair of boxer briefs on.

As he leans down to kiss me again, he quickly tucks his head beside mine so he can whisper in my ear.

“I promise I will get you back.” he threatens as he starts to nibble on my ear, to my jaw, and eventually ends up back on my lips.

Next thing I know, he is lifting me up as he rolls over and I suddenly end up on top of him, my boobs having no where to hide. I know what’s coming next, as I read my script, but I was to nervous to anticipate his touch. He looks in to my eyes as he starts to massage my boobs, his touch is warm, and sends shocks through my body.

My script told me I have to throw my head back and moan to make it look real, but with his hands on me, I don’t need to follow the script. It comes naturally.

I feel his erection stir beneath me, and I like the thought of pay back, so I shift my ass a little, rubbing against him. He moans a little too, and his eyes grow dark and sensual. Not enough for the camera to notice, but I noticed. As he continues massaging my boobs, I lean forward and seal my lips over his.

He shocks me with his next move as it isn’t in the script, but Jase forces his tongue in my mouth, and I grant him access. Before I know it his tongue is stroking mine, and I moan in to his mouth, encouraging a moan from him. His hands go from my boobs to my hair, as he brings my head lower to his, deepening the kiss. I drag my hands through his hair, before they land on the side of his face.

*****

Once filming has finished, I am back in my dressing room. I don’t know what happened with Jase, but I am almost certain it shouldn’t have happened.

I have a vast amount of emotions running through my body. I enjoyed what happened, but I know it shouldn’t have happened.

I feel elated, I feel confused, but I mostly feel ashamed for allowing it to happen. We went of script, and it could ruin everything I tried to protect.

I am stood under the steaming water from the shower trying to sort my emotions out. It is to no success that I get anywhere.

I am guessing Jase is going to want to talk about it, where as I would rather ignore it, and hope it goes away. Deep down I know that won’t happen, so I might as well face facts and deal with it.

After I wash away all the make – up and hair products, I step out the shower and wrap myself in a warm towel. I walk back in my room, and go sit on the comfy sofa, trying to gather my thoughts. I have no luck on my own so I pull my phone out of my bag and text Grace. She will know what to do, even if I do get the third degree from her later, I know she will help me sort whatever this is first.

**Grace, I have done something stupid. Are you available tonight?” Rhi XoX**

My phone rings two minutes later. Taking a deep breath, I get ready for the endless questions she is just about to throw at me. I should have known I would never have got away with a cryptic text. It would of drove her crazy all day trying to figure out what I mean, so instead she calls.

Braving it, I press the accept button, and bring the phone to my ear.

“Rhi, what have you done?” Grace asks instantly.

“I will explain later. I am in desperate need of alcohol. I am finishing up; do you want to meet me at our usual place?” I ask her almost pleading, I don’t have time to go through it now, I need to leave before any one comes up for me.

“Okay, but I'm only giving you an hour to get here Rhiannon, and that’s me been nice. I don’t do waiting.” she laughs a little nervous laugh.

“I'll be there.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I'm fine I promise. I need to go so I'm not late and I won’t get my ass kicked.” I respond with a little laugh before I hang up.

I quickly dry myself, and throw my clothes on. I don’t care much about my appearance right now. I can fix it after.

I make my way to the main doors in record time. I am trying to ovoid Jase. The valet takes his time collecting my car as I wait not so patiently. I’m jumpy every time I hear a noise behind me, and I’m unable to stand still.

Once the valet finally arrives I thank him, before driving off not wanting to hang around. I know running from here won’t help, but it will give me time to think about what I want to do before I return.

Once I am out the gates, I press my foot down and make it home in no time at all.

*****

I safely park my car, at my destination, and walk the few blocks to the club.

As soon as I get there, I walk up to the bar and order a disoronno with lemonade.

Once the bar attendant hands my drink over, I turn around and look for Grace. I spot her straight away, walking towards me. I knew she would be here before me. She couldn’t run the risk of been late, and waiting longer to find out what I had done.

“What have you done?” she demands as she reaches me, no friendly greeting.

“I kissed Jase.” I say simply. No point hanging about and dragging it out. Grace would only get it out of me in the end anyway, and I do need her help.

“Who’s Jase?” she asks puzzled, like I expect her to be a mind reader and know who Jase it without explanation.

“The actor I’m working this movie with.” I whisper.

“So, you're supposed to kiss him aren’t you?” she looks like she has missed part of the conversation.

“Yeah, but this was different.” I say while I hide behind my drink.

“Different how?” she asks.

“There was kissing in the script, but we're supposed to keep it simple and clean. This wasn’t, and it was while filming.” I spill it all out.

“You lost me. You kissed him while filming, that’s what your paid to do.”

“Grace, no tongue contact was to be made, and he did, and I didn’t stop him.”

“Did you enjoy it?”

“Yeah, I think he did too.”

“Well what’s the deal?”

“Oh I don’t know; I just feel out of my depth.”

“All because a guy kissed you.” she says like I’m stupid.

“Yeah, can we drop it please. I need to get drunk.”

After I have consumed my fifth drink, we are up on the dance floor, dancing around like the drunken fools we are when I suddenly feel a pair of hands on my hips. I turn around shocked and ready to run, when I see Jase, and he is stood there smiling.

My whole world stops. I have been trying to avoid him all afternoon after filming, and he turns up here. I have never seen him in this bar before, why is he here tonight.

“Jase,” I simply say, shock preventing me from saying anything else.

“Rhiannon,” he replies with a wide smile.

“What are you doing here?” I ask a bit too loud, shock evident in my voice.

“I was told this was a good bar, so I decided to check it out.” he says as he glances around the bar.

“Oh, okay.” I reply, because I don’t know what else to say. I have no come back. It could just be a coincidence that he is here the same time I am, when I have never seen him in here before.

I look over at Grace and she is looking at me, mouth wide open, eyes narrowed in a questioning manner.

“Excuse me, I have to get back to my friend.” I say as I pull away from Jase. Without waiting for a response I walk to Grace.

Without stopping, I pull her hand, and lead her to the entrance so we can leave.

“Rhiannon, stop.” Grace shouts above the music, trying to free her arm from my tight grip.

“Grace, we have to go.” I don’t want to do this here, I know what is coming, and I would rather answer her questions away from here, and away from Jase.

She forces all her body weight to stop, pulling me to a holt with a sharp pain in my shoulder.

“Who was that?” she asks as she crosses her arms, “And why the sudden rush to leave?” she asks in the way that tells me she will not be removed from this bar till she has the answers she is waiting for.

“Grace, not here, please.” I beg her, knowing it will get me nowhere, but I have to at least give it a go.

“Rhi, you have never left a pub so fast in all your life. Who is he, and why are you running.” she asks. Before I can answer she continues, “Has he done something to hurt you? Because if he has I will kill him.” she says as she turns to march over to him.

“Grace.” I shout, and dash over to stop her going after him.

“Grace stop, he hasn’t hurt me.” I quietly beg her as I come to a stop in front of her, “Grace please, can we go. I promise he hasn’t hurt me.” I whisper to her as I place my pleading eyes up to hers.

“Tell me who it is then if he hasn’t hurt you, or I will go over and ask him myself.” she says seriously.

“Grace, that is Jase, now can we go?” I ask hoping my explanation will be enough.

“That is THE Jase?” she asks a little too loud.

“Yes,” I say exasperated, glad she hasn’t marched over to him, but exasperated we couldn’t do this away from here.

“Wow, I am not going anywhere.” she says as she heads back to the bar.

What?!?! She can’t do this to me.

I push past all the people trying to get back to Grace.

“Grace, seriously don’t do this, please?” I beg.

“Don’t do what?” comes a husky voice from behind me.

Damn it, Jase is behind me again. I wish he would stop sneaking up on me. I should of known he wouldn’t just leave me to drink with my friend once he had seen me.

Why didn’t I look around the bar making sure he was out of earshot?

“Hello Jase, heard a lot about you.” Grace says smiling at him. I look at her with wide eyes. I cannot believe she has just done that.

She looks at me and gives me her smirk. She knows what she has just done, and she knows I will kick her ass after for it.

“All good I hope.” he laughs, while he drags his eyes over to me and winks.

“Of course. Would you like a drink?” she offers.

Damn her, why is she doing this to me. She’s already humiliated me, and now she is inviting him to stick around for more.

“Sure, I’ll have a beer please, can I just borrow Rhi a moment please?” he asks Grace, like I don’t get a say. I fly my eyes up to her silently begging her to say no.

“Is a moment long enough?” she jokes, ignoring my silent pleas.

“GRACE,” I shout at her.

“A moment will be long enough; I hope.” he says winking at Grace. She blushes, but soon recovers and quickly composes herself.

“Sure, take all the time you need.” she informs him. I was hoping she would say no, but like that was going to happen. She is enjoying this – Bitch. I will remember this later, when an inappropriate comment might slip out about a certain friend not taking her friends side when she needed her. Next time she gets herself in a little pickle, I will sit back and laugh, for a little while anyway.

Jase comes to stand in front of me. He looks at me expectantly.

I slowly let him lead me back towards the exit, but not before I throw daggers back towards Grace who just gives me a cheeky wave, and a smile.

Bitch! She is enjoying this far too much.

He pushes past the people on the dance floor, and through the door till we land in the street. The street has a few drunken people stumbling about, and a young couple making out at the side of an alley. They could at least walk a little down the alley where the lights don’t reach. They may as well be dry humping each other. Jeez, get some respect for yourself and each other.

I don’t get chance to look at what else could be happening in the street, Jase directs me away and further down the street. At least there is no people shaming themselves down this end.

He walks me a few feet before he pulls some keys out of his pocket and unlocks the car door were stood beside.

“You're driving me some where after you've had a drink, are you crazy?” I ask shocked and walking backwards so I’m further away from him. I am not getting in that car with him. That would be like playing Russian roulette with my life, and others around me.

“Rhiannon, I am not driving nowhere, I’m not that careless. I just need to talk to you, and inside my car will be quiet.” he says opening the door. I stand and stare at him, I don’t know if I he is being sincere.

“Please get in the car, I will hand you my keys if you don’t trust me.” he says looking hurt.

Okay, maybe he is being sincere. I feel a little lousy that I didn’t believe him. He has never given me any reason not to believe him.

I walk to the passenger side and climb in. the sooner he has spoken, the sooner I can get back to Grace, and kick her ass for encouraging Jase.

He sits in beside me and offers me his keys. I shake my head, I don’t need them, I trust him. He smiles at me and throws them on his dash board as he relaxes back in his seat. We sit in a few moments silence, but I can’t bare it.

“Jase, what do you want me for?” I ask braking the uncomfortable silence.

“Rhi, I was wondering if you would go on a date with me?” he asks quietly, looking at me through hooded, uncertain eyes.

Shit, this is not what I was expecting. I don’t answer, because I simply don’t know what to say. I just look at my fingers that are twisting furiously in my lap.

This time he speaks first.

“Rhiannon, I know what you felt today, because I felt it too.” he says hoarsely. I glance up at him, and he is scanning my features of my face closely, waiting for my reaction.