Newly Exposed (19 page)

I rolled my eyes and walked back to my position.
 

“That was a good one, you have to admit it. Throw me a bone here,” he tried to boost his ego.
 

“That was lame,” I smiled back, just as Zia returned on set.
 

“Okay, let’s get going.” She grabbed her camera and started back up again.
 

Like a professional, Adam stood in place, shifted on his feet and looked at me with that light in his eyes that was reserved for me and me alone. I watched the flash bounce off his chest with every snap, and I couldn’t help but start to fall deeper for the man that turned my life into one big whirlwind.
 

Zia was right; he was going to be the next big thing…it was only a matter of time before it happened.
 

Chapter Sixteen

Adam

“Thanks for calling, Aunt Sarah. I’m glad her fever has gone down even more and she’s doing better. I was terrified there for a minute that we were headed down a really bad road.”

“Me too, dear, but we are out of the woods now. The doctors are pleased with the way she’s been adjusting to the antibiotics. I just…”

“What?” I asked, as I put on my flip flops and got ready to leave my room for my little pool gathering with Solo.
 

“I’m afraid the new medication will bring on more costs.”

“What did I tell you, Aunt Sarah? Don’t worry about that; I’ve got it covered, okay?”

“Okay. Thank you for spending the last couple of days with us. I know you have a busy schedule.”

“Anything for you two; you’re the two most important people in my life.”
 

As I said those words, I spotted Solo out in the pool area wearing a cover up and sitting in the cabana we held each other in the other night. I thought about how my Aunt Sarah and my mom were important to me, but now that I’d met Solo, she was creeping her way up to the top of the list.
 

“I love you, sweetie.”

“I love you, too, Aunt Sarah. Give mom a kiss for me. I’ll be there tomorrow in the morning.”

I hung up the phone and headed out to the pool area. All the guys were out on location shooting, so I had the house all to myself. It was nice not having to worry about running into someone while I was trying to catch a glimpse of Solo.
 

The photo shoot today went so much better after Solo talked to me, which I was grateful for, because at first, I could sense I was boring Zia and I couldn’t lose this job, not after the scare I went through with my mom the other day. I still felt awkward taking pictures, but after Solo calmed me, I was able to escape into a happy place, where Solo and I were alone on a beach, and before I knew it, Zia was beyond happy with my performance and I was done.
 

After I left the studio, I was able to get a good workout in, thanks to Anzel, take a shower, talk to my Aunt Sarah, and now I got to spend the rest of my day next to the girl who’s captured my heart.
 

I practically ran to the cabana, because I couldn’t get to Solo fast enough, and once I peeked over the top, I was awarded with the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever seen, stretched out on the lounge waiting for me.
 

“Hey, muffin,” I said, as I sat down on the edge and eyed the expanse of her tanned legs.
 

“Hey,” she eyed my swim trunks and laughed. “Those are amazing.”

I looked down at my American flag swim trunks that had the stars on one side and stripes on the other and was pleased that she was happy with my pick. I knew she would appreciate them.
 

“Thanks, I thought you’d like them.”

“Are those from the eighties?”

“Nah, they still make them at Old Navy. Got them on discount.”

“What a steal,” she smiled.
 

I nodded at her cover up and said, “You going to swim in that thing?”

“What if I did?” she sat up.
 

“I would pout until you took it off.”

“I see what your intentions were by having me come out here. You just want to check out my body.”
 

“Duh,” I smiled at her, as she shook her head.
 

Her eyes landed on the dog tags that hung from my neck and she picked them up, while looking at the name and running her hands over the cold metal.
 

“Brandon James,” she read my father’s name. “Is that your dad?”

I nodded, but didn’t say more, and she didn’t ask more; she accepted the fact that I didn’t want to talk about it, and that was one thing I loved about her. She never pushed me too far.
 

She scooted to the edge of the lounge and stood up. I watched as she grabbed the hem of her cover up and pulled it straight over her body.
 

My brain switched into slow motion as I watched the cover up be tossed to the side and her lithe, petite body come into view. I scanned from the tips of her toes, up her thin and toned legs to her tiny waist and her perfectly sized chest. She was drop dead, tent pitching gorgeous.
 

“Hey, enough staring,” she snapped her fingers in front of my face and I readjusted in my seat.
 

“Please, I saw the way you checked me out.”

“Once again, it’s my job.”

“Likely excuse,” I got up and hoped that I didn’t show too much of my excitement in my shorts. The stars and stripes could only do so much camouflaging.
 

Her bathing suit was, thankfully, a bikini, so I was able to really get a good view of her body like I wanted, and I was surprised to see that it was neon pink, something I wasn’t expecting from her. After all her amazing graphic T-shirts, I guess I was just expecting to see her wearing some kind of eighties geometric print suit, but this little surprise was exactly what I liked about her. She was unpredictable and always kept me on my toes.
 

“Are we going to swim?”

“Yeah,” I cleared my throat.
 

“Then let’s go.” She turned around and started to head to the pool, and that’s when I saw that her bottoms were a pair of cheeky bottoms that showed off a decent portion of her delectable ass. Instantly I went hard and I knew there was no way of stopping the feelings raging through my body; I was so fucking gone.
 

She looked over her shoulder and gave me a wicked grin. That fucking vixen!

I took off at a run, scooped her up in my arms, and jumped into the deep end of the pool as she screamed in my ear.
 

Once we surfaced the water, Solo threw her wet hair back and eyed me with vengeance.
 

“I got water up my nose,” she whined.
 

“Poor muffin, you must be all soggy now. Let me kiss you back to health.”

She held out her hand and said, “Don’t even think about it.”

“Oh, yeah, what are you going to do about it?”

In one swift move, she smacked water at me that went shooting up my nose in a fast stream, and then she started to swim away.
 

“You are in so much trouble.” I cleared out my nose and swam after her. I reached her just as she was about to get out of the water. I grabbed her waist and pulled her into my chest. My arms wrapped around her bare stomach and her head flew back to my shoulder as she laughed.
 

I started swimming backward and leaned into her ear. “You’re going to pay for that.”

“Why? I was just paying you back.” Her head tilted to the side so she locked her eyes with mine, those deep brown, gorgeous eyes. She could have asked me anything right then and there, and I would have given it to her, just from the look she was giving me.
 

“Fair enough,” I kissed the tip of her nose and then released her. She floated next to me and searched my eyes. “Hey, thanks for the help today, you really saved my ass.”

“That’s what I’m there for,” she floated to the side of me and I watched her arms help her stay afloat. This was probably a bad idea on my part, because all I could think about was how hot and sexy she was, which only reminded me of the burning need I had for her.

To clear my head, I asked, “So, if you could pick one person to play you in the Lifetime Movie of Solo Cohan, who would it be?”

“Hmm,” she thought about it. “Good question.”

“Thank you,” I bowed like a nerd, which made her chuckle.
 

“If I had to pick someone based on looks, I would say Rachel Bilson.”

“She’s hot,” I nodded in appreciation of her choice.
 

“She is.”

“You’re hotter,” I added.
 

“Okay, smooth operator. Who would yours be?”

“James Franco,” I said without missing a beat.
 

“James Franco? You’re so much hotter than him, though, and muscular.”

“Exactly, so when people see my picture during the accreditation part at the end of the movie, they’ll think, wow, that Adam guy is so much hotter in person. I don’t want to be that person where they say, whoa, the actor totally did that person justice.”

She shook her head and swam toward the ladder to get out. “You’re ridiculous, not because of your answer, which is absurd, but because you’ve obviously thought about this.”

“You have to be prepared,” I said, as I watched her pert little ass come out of the water. “You never know when you’re going to have a Lifetime Movie made about you.”

“You’re so cheesy.” She ran, tucked her legs under her body, and performed a cannon ball right in front of me. The little splash her body created was laughable.

When she peeked up, she looked at me and said, “Did I get you good?”

“Yup, killer, you really splashed the hell out of me,” I responded in a monotone voice.
 

“I thought it was good.”

“You also think you’re much bigger than you are. You’re just a mini muffin.” I grabbed her hands and pulled her into me so her legs wrapped around my waist and we floated together in the pool as one.
 

“If I’m a mini muffin, then what does that make you?”

I looked up to the sky as I thought about it while her hands played with my shoulders.
 

“I’m a monster cupcake.”

“Never heard of a monster cupcake,” she giggled.
 

“I’m the one and only, baby. Won’t find another one like me.”

“You got that right,” she replied, while caressing my face.
 

We spun in the water and stared into each other’s eyes in silence, just taking in the moment. It was borderline corny, but I didn’t care, with Solo, I was able to live in my own cheesy world and I loved it. She shifted on my waist and cringed.
 

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“It’s my back. It’s been sore lately.”

“Really? Lucky for you, I was going to massage therapy school before I came here.”

“No, you weren’t,” she laughed.
 

“Yes, I was. I know how to rub backs.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Oh, yeah? Let me prove it.”

Without a second thought, I floated us to the stairs and stepped out of the water with her still clinging to me. I took her over to our little cabana, and then rested her on the lounge portion, making sure to place her on her towel.
 

“Turn on your stomach and lay down.”

“You’re really going to rub my back?”

“Yes, now turn over.”

She eyed me skeptically for a second, and then turned over, giving me a glorious sight of her ass. I bit down on my bottom lip and just stared at her for a second. She was perfect.
 

“Hey, quit staring at my ass.”

“I have every single right to stare at that mouthwatering ass, because you wore those bottoms. With bottoms like that…you’re just begging to be stared at.”

She rolled her eyes and rested her head on her hands.
 

I straddled her little body and sat up on my knees. My dick was propped right below her ass, and I had to literally take a deep breath and think of anything other than Solo’s body before I touched her, because images of me taking her from behind kept floating in and out of my mind, making it extremely difficult to sit comfortably on her without her knowing there was a boner propped on her back.
 

When I’d reined in my emotions, I leaned down to her ear and said, “Pardon me while I clear my surface.”

“What?” she looked at me, but I was already undoing her top with two quick pulls. “Hey, what are you doing?”

“I don’t work with barriers, muffin. I need a smooth surface.” I pulled her top out from under her and she gasped, but never truly protested. Score one for me.
 

“Now, relax, muffin. This won’t work unless you’re relaxed. Put your arms out and sink your head to the side. Make sure you’re comfortable.”