Wardrobe Malfunction(47)

Honestly, I don’t understand women.

“Black coffee, Vaughn?” he asks me.

“Yeah.” I sigh. “And one of those toffee cookies.”

“A Toffeedoodle?”

“Ooh, I’ll have one of those, too,” Charly says.

“Got it. See you in ten.”

We both watch him leave. Then, Charly turns back to me, her face like thunder.

Seems her happy moment left with Alex. Great.

“Pins…I thought you’d be happy about the ticket.” I get to my feet, walking toward her.

“It was a nice thing to do—”

“I’m a nice guy.”

“But it was also dumb.”

“Hey!” I frown. “Go easy there, Pins. My ego is fragile. I wound easily, you know.” I slap a hand to my chest.

Her lips crack into a smile. But she’s soon back to scowling at me. “Did you even think when you booked the ticket?”

“I didn’t book it. I had the studio do it.”

“Yeah, and nothing says we’re sleeping together like a first-class plane ticket on your flight.”

Oh, yeah. She has a point there.

“Do you want people to know we’re sleeping together?” she asks.

“Maybe I do.”

What?

Her eyes widen with surprise. Honestly, I’m a little surprised myself.

I didn’t know I was there yet.

But…maybe I am.

Is that why I had her ticket changed?

“Vaughn…” She swallows, moving closer to me.

I watch her closely. Her eyes…something in them isn’t sitting right with me.

“Are you sure that’s what you want? Because I thought you wanted the focus to be on the movie right now. Not your sex life.”

“Personal life. I thought we had established that you and I are more than just sex.”

Even though we haven’t discussed exactly what we are. But I know I want her. I know I’m serious about being with her. I know I want more from her than just sex.

“I know we are, but…” She looks away.

“But what?” I ask, dipping down to look her in the eyes, my heart starting to beat just that little bit faster.

She lifts her head. “I just think the focus should be on the movie and not us.”

“It’s not just that though, is it?”

“Of course it is.” Her response is too quick, and I know she’s not being entirely truthful.

“Charly…if you’re not ready for us to go public or to have your life changed, then it’s fine. I do understand.”

She stares at me for a long beat. Then, she bites her lip. “Are you angry?”

“No.” I wrap my arms around her. “So long as you’re not ashamed to be with me.”

“As if.” She laughs, fisting the back of my shirt in her hands. “I’m pretty sure the embarrassment should be on your part.”

“What?” I pull back from her, looking at her like she’s lost her mind because she clearly has. “Why in the fuck would I be embarrassed about you?”

“Because I’m just a wardrobe assistant.” She lifts her shoulder.

“You’re an artist. I read lines that other people write and pretend to be a different person for a living. It’s not as big of a deal as people seem to think it is.”

“I think it’s a big deal.” She slides her hands into my back pockets.

“I think you’re a big deal. When we finally go public, I’ll be wearing an I’m Sleeping with Her T-shirt, you know, just so everyone knows we’re screwing.”

“You’re so romantic.” She laughs, squeezing my ass.

“And you love it.” I brush my lips over hers.

“Mmhmm,” she murmurs.

“I’ll have the ticket changed back,” I tell her. “I’ll have you stuck back in coach, if that’s what will make you happy.”

“You make me happy, West.”

“Right back at ya, Pins.” I slide my hands down to her ass. “So…Alex won’t be back for another eight minutes. I can do a lot in eight minutes.”

She tips her head back and smiles. “Oh, yeah? You have me intrigued with that statement.”

“I’m an intriguing kind of guy.”

She pulls her hands from my pockets and steps back. “Guess you’d better show me then, Mr. Eight Minutes.” And she takes off for the bedroom.

I’m seconds behind her, shutting the door behind me. Grabbing her around the waist, I tackle her down to the bed, making her laugh.

Then, I’m lifting her skirt and pulling her panties off and pressing my mouth to her pussy, making her moan my name, and it has never sounded better than it does coming from her lips.

I lick her and fuck her with my tongue until she’s coming around my mouth and begging for my cock.

Moments later, I’m suiting up and slipping into her from behind, and then we’re fucking up against the wall and on the floor and, finally, the bed where we both come hard and together.

I’m still not done because I can’t get enough of her.

So, I flip her onto all fours and start to fuck her with my fingers, making her come again and again. Then, I’m back inside her, and I never want it to end.