Famous (Famous #1) (22 page)

“Shut up, Wendy. You’re drunk,” Brook said as she glared at her; her eyes hardened, and her mouth tightened with anger.

“Is that what you want?” I asked.

Brook paused, then sighed, as she directed her words to me. “Um, yeah, David offered. I think I’ll have him drop me off, and go straight to bed. I’m not feeling so good.” She made sure I knew that she wouldn’t be receptive to any of David’s advances, should he make any.

I rose to take a hold of her arm as she turned to go. I pulled her in to hug her goodbye. Surely friends are allowed to hug when they weren’t going to see each other for more than a bloody month. It tingled where she touched me as her arms wound around me.

It’s been four hours since I’ve held you like this,
I thought.

I squeezed her then ran my hand up and down on the small of her back. Her hand moved up over the top of my shoulder to the back of my neck and curved around it, her face turned in toward mine as it rested on my shoulder. Mmmmm, I thought. She smelled delicious, and felt so warm and soft in my arms. It was all I could do not to kiss her madly in front of this room full of our friends.

“Bye, Brooklyn. I hope you feel better, soon.” I spoke for Wendy’s benefit, hoping Brook knew I wanted her to call me when she arrived home. “Let’s keep in touch, okay?” I looked into her eyes
. I love you. Don’t go!
My mind and heart were screaming.

“Yeah. For sure we will.” Her hand slid down my chest from behind my head, then she was turning and walking away from me. “Bye, Wendy,” she said.

In that moment, I realized that I’d always feel pain seeing her walk away from me. Even though I knew she loved me, and that she was mine, I still felt my chest tighten. I dreaded the minutes until we’d be together again.

She walked over to David and talked to him for a minute, then went around to say goodnight to Ethan and the others. After a while, she made her way to the door where David was waiting for her. Her eyes searched for mine one more time, and the corner of her mouth lifted in a little smile as they left for the night.

After they were gone, Wendy came on full force. She even tried to sit on my lap when I was sharing a drink with Ethan and a couple of the guys from the crew. Dawson and Jennifer were leaving, and so I shoved Wendy off to go say goodbye to them. She was hammered, and I tried to cut her some slack; telling myself that it was the alcohol causing her to make such a complete ass of herself.

I was itching to leave, so I called and asked my manager to send a car. Even though I had moved back to the table I’d shared with Brook and had my back turned to Wendy, she overheard my conversation.

She ran a hand down the back of my head causing an automatic move away from her. “Where are we going, lover?” she asked suggestively.

“Look Wendy, I’m really tired, and this jet lag is a bitch. I just want to go back to my hotel.”

“Sounds perfect.” She leaned down and tried to kiss me. I grabbed her wrists and held her away from me.

“Wendy, you’re a beautiful girl, but this is not going to happen. Let’s just keep it as friends, shall we?” I tried to sooth the blow.

“But Cade, we don’t have to tell anyone. It could be just for the pure physical release. I’m great in the sack; I bet you are, too. We could take care of each other.” She pouted up at me.

How could I say I just wasn’t interested without hurting her feelings?

I’d wanted to tell the truth, but I knew that Brook wouldn’t want me to. I found another way to be honest.

I ran my hand through my hair as my phone vibrated in my pocket. I knew it would be from Brook. “Look, I’ve got a clause in my contract that says I’m not allowed to get involved with co-stars, okay? You’ve got the same clause, we all do.”

“Sure doesn’t look like it keeps you off Brook. You practically fucked her with your eyes tonight.” She was angry.

“How I feel about Brook is none of your business.” I was positive my anger was showing on my face, so I made an effort to relax my expression. “Brook has become one of my best friends, and I’d trust her with everything. That’s all you need to know.” I was extremely uncomfortable so I made a move to leave. In this one instance, I was grateful for the clause in our contracts. Even if I wasn’t involved with Brook, or if Wendy didn’t wear on me like an exposed nerve, I’d never consider even a fling with her. She couldn’t be trusted not to run off and prattle to the press. “My car should be here now, so I’ll see you next month.”

Wendy’s hand still gripped my forearm, but she made no move to stop me as I turned, her hand falling away.

I went over to Ethan; who was speaking to James, one of the actors cast for the next film, and told them both goodbye. Ethan walked me to the door with a hand on my shoulder. “What was Wendy’s problem, dude?”

“Oh, she’s inebriated, and she tried to get me to take her back to my hotel for a shag.” I shrugged and rolled my eyes when he smirked. Naturally, most men would jump at the opportunity to be with Wendy. “I guess I’m just exhausted, and don’t want to deal with that rubbish tonight.”

Ethan’s brows rose. “Yeah, sure, you’re tired.” His eyes were smiling as he nudged my shoulder with his. “Tell Brook I said ‘hey’.” He laughed, as my eyes grew larger. “If you talk at all, that is.” He gave me one of those brief man-hugs that despite my obvious Americanism from being in the country for four years, still felt odd. He was laughing, and still unable to overcome my surprise at his intuitiveness. I was speechless.

I simply nodded, my mouth quirking at the corner. “See ya,” I said, slugging his shoulder as I walked out to find my car waiting for me.

I pulled out my phone to read Brook’s message.

Sorry I couldn’t stay. But I love you, want you, need you… Miss you. :(

My heart jumped in my chest. After all the months of hoping for those words from her, I was still surprised.

I closed my eyes, and leaned my head back as I gave her address to the driver. It was two in the morning, so I asked him to circle around to make sure there weren’t any photographers lurking. I wanted to surprise her, so I called Nathan.

“Yeah?” His voice was sleepy.

“Nate, it’s Cade. Sorry to wake you, man.”

“Hey Cade, what’s up?”

“Um, can you let me in the entrance through the pool? I’m going back to London tomorrow evening, and I hoped to surprise Brook. She said she didn’t feel well, and I wanted to check on her.”

“Yeah. I’m sure she’ll want to see you. David dropped her off about an hour ago and she went straight to her room. What’s up with that? I thought you and her… were, well…” Nathan’s voice trailed off.

“Yeah. We have to keep up the illusion that she’s still dating him for the studio. It’s all hushed up bullshit. You can’t tell anyone.”

“No problem. When will you be here?” he asked.

“About five minutes. Will you meet me out by the gate?” I was getting anxious.

“Yeah. My mom’s home, so you’re gonna need to be quiet.”


“No problem. Thanks.”

As I crept quietly up the stairs to her room, I could already feel my heart begin to beat faster. I moved the door handle so slowly, so I wouldn’t let it click then quietly opened the door.

She lay sleeping on her side in her bed, the covers pulled up around her slender form and one pale arm curled around them. Her left hand rested between her face and the pillow, and her dark lashes fanned her cheeks.

She looked so innocent, and beautiful with her hair splayed out above and behind her head, and my fingers itched to run through it. I moved to the far side of the bed and quietly removed my clothes, laying them over the chair in the corner, before lifting the edge of the duvet and sliding beneath the cool sheets. The heat around her radiated out and urged me closer.

I moved nearer to Brook, my head propped on one arm as I lay on my side. She was facing away from me as my fingers traced lightly down her arm.

“Cade…” she sighed. My heart swelled, almost to the point of bursting.
She really does love me
, I thought. Now I knew exactly how Ryan felt. There was a scene in the movie very similar to this. I sighed softly, kissing her shoulder, and the side of her neck with my open mouth.

“Yes, my love?” I whispered near her ear. She turned her face toward me over her shoulder, but still in her sleep. “I’m here.” I kissed her velvety soft cheek.

She rolled on to her back and I saw the black lace and chiffon thing she had on. She was hoping I’d come back here tonight. I smiled with a huff. Mmmm. I could feel the throbbing begin, my cock responding to her need. “I want you so much, love.”

I ran a hand down the flat plain of her stomach and then further down the slope of her hip and leg.

“Mmmm, are you real or a yummy dream?” Brook murmured through her sleep, but slowly waking under the ministrations of my hands on her body.

“So real,” I whispered against her shoulder. “I couldn’t stay away.” Her eyes half opened as she turned fully toward me, my hand brushed up the line of her breast, then down the side of her ribcage to her waist, my fingers curling into the soft silk of her gown. I brought her leg over my waist and pressed my hardness against her. She caught her breath. “Mmmmm. You feel wonderful.”

“How did you get in here?” She was staring sleepily into my eyes now, her hand making lazy traces on my jaw.

“Magic.” I smiled as she touched two fingers to my lips and shook her head slightly.

“Uh uh. Having you here is the magic.” She smiled languidly, and then placed a small, open mouthed kiss on my lips. She tasted amazing. I felt I could kiss her forever.

“Nate let me in,” I whispered, as I took her mouth in the soul scorching kiss I’d been dying to give her all evening. I groaned as Brook began to return the kiss with equal fervor, her tongue moving into my mouth, as mine dove into hers. My hand moving down to her hip and down her thigh, the silk of her gown sliding up as my hand retraced its movement in reverse.

“I’m glad you’re here,” she whispered as her fingers ran up my chest and around my neck.

“Where else would I be? Every second without you, aches.” I placed small kisses down her neck, over her collarbone and shoulder.

“I’ve been dying to touch you and kiss you like this all evening,” I said softly, leaning over her as I brought my hand down her body, between her breasts over her flat stomach down over her pubic mound to the hem of her night gown; knowing I was teasing her and loving her reaction.

“This is beautiful,” I breathed, as I bent to her lips again. “You drive me crazy, Brook. You are so, incredibly sexy.” Her back arched as she pressed her body up toward mine.

I inched the gown up until her black silk and lace panties were within view. My breath caught as I moved down enough to kiss her tummy and rib cage. I dragged my mouth and tongue in small kisses that moved from the band of those delicious panties up, until I could take her hard nipple into my mouth. I wrapped my hand around her firm breast, as I suckled and nipped at the taut peak. Her moans of pleasure drove me wild. As impatient as I was to sink into her slick heat, I wanted to give her everything, to wring every breathy moan of pleasure from her.

“Cade,” she said softly, her hand moving in my hair to cradle my head. Her touch was the only thing that mattered to me in this moment, or forever and like a lifeline, it brought salvation. My heart pounded and my dick throbbed as I looked upon my beautiful Brook.

“I want to taste you,” she breathed. Her words stopped me dead in my tracks. Oh, God. I didn’t know if I could bear it, and for sure not with the silence needed because there were others in the house. Her mum allowed us time last night, but as far as she knew, we only talked and slept. Tonight, Brook’s mother was completely unaware of my presence, so we had to be careful. She was young, and though I was only five years older, I knew they wouldn’t approve of us making love in their house. Regardless of the risk, it would be impossible to stop. My lips left her breast, but my hand remained, teasing and gently squeezing, the nipple.

I kissed her neck with my open mouth, letting my tongue press her skin and then trailing a path to her mouth, as I moved over her and spread her legs with my knee, finally pressing my hardness into her softness. It was incredible. She was so warm and giving, and I was drowning in our kisses, and her hands on my body.

“Oh, babe. I love you, Brook. You’ll never know how much.” I lifted my head to look into her eyes, and they were drunk with love and desire.

“Yes, I do.” Her voice was low and thick. I shivered as her hands moved down my back, her nails lightly raking. “I want to leave marks on you. I want everyone to know you’re mine,” she breathed.

The desire rushing through me nearly made me unable to move. I was shaking and she was trembling.

“You own me, Brook. I could never want anyone else ever again.” I took her lower lip and tasted it like it was wine. I felt out of control as the kiss deepened, my hands roaming her body, seeking the heat between her legs. I felt the wetness seeping through the silk, and immediately, she began to arch against my hand.

Brook panted my name and pulled at my shoulders to bring my face up to hers. My hand slipped under the waistband of her panties, until I found what I was searching for. She pulled in a breath and her stomach contracted.

“Uhhh,” she moaned as my fingers found entrance to her body. She licked my top lip and drew it between hers, sucking. Oh, God, I couldn’t take it; it was sweet torture. My mouth took hers in a deep kiss. I couldn’t get enough, and never would.

Her fingers pushed me back into the mattress as our mouths parted. “Do you want to be on top, honey?” I whispered through the haze of passion that engulfed me.

“No. I want to taste you, Cade. I told you.” She sat up and I could see through the black nightgown; the panties, her perfect body, her navel and nipples clearly visible under the lace. I was mesmerized by her tousled hair and glistening lips; her breasts heaving as her breath came in excited pants.

“Can you lay back for me? Let me do this for you, baby.” She was kissing my neck, then moved lower to press her mouth to my chest and stomach. When she reached the edge of my boxer briefs, she looked up, but her mouth and hands never stopped what they were doing, her palm pressed and rubbed over my cock.