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“That’s true.”

“So are you going to get these interviews over with so we can leave or what?” Gemma asked, pulling away to look at him.  She recognized the expression that had cast over his face – those hungry, sleepy eyes.  He had only one thing in mind, and it was becoming obvious to the whole room as he pushed her against the wall behind Andro – his best attempt at hiding their public displays of affection.

“Hey,
I’m
the one waiting for
them
,” he said, pressing himself against her as he wrapped his arms around her waist.  She could feel the front of his body, every bit of its contour against hers.  Then with a crooked grin, he asked her a familiar question, if only for their amusement.  “Can I kiss you?”

Gemma laughed.  She had never let him last year because of Lucas, and it drove him crazier for her.  They were free to kiss as much as they wanted now, but as Tyler leaned into her grinning lips, she stopped him.  “No,” she simply said.  He frowned until he saw the mischief on her face.  Only then did a smile curl his lips.  Gemma pushed away, going as far as to wriggle out of Tyler’s grasp and walk elsewhere.  He followed her out the room.  “You have interviews to do, Tyler. 
Go
,” Gemma said coldly, trying to mask the smile in her voice as she heard his footsteps behind her.  Chills danced up her arms as the sounds started catching up to her.

Suddenly, she felt him grab her from behind, pulling her close once again.  His hands slid up from around her waist until they reached the bare skin above her neckline.  He pressed his mouth against the back of her neck, warming her with his panting breaths, sending pleasant tingles down her spine with little flicks of his tongue.  “Let’s go home,” he said.

“But – ”

“Forget them.”

As Gemma opened her mouth to give some sort of sassy response, she felt Tyler’s impatient hands tug down at her neckline.  She gasped, clutching her dress and pulling away.  He pulled her back.  He kissed her skin again, his tongue fluttering along the nape of her neck.  She let her jaw drop, having finally reached the limit of her little game.

“Okay, enough,” she said.  “Let’s go home.”

~

Tyler kicked the front door of the house open, his hands preoccupied.  Gemma could hear the sound of his driver speeding off faster than usual, perhaps to give them the privacy they so obviously needed.  Coming into the house, Gemma’s dress was already unzipped in the back and dangling off of one shoulder.  She sprinted into the foyer, clutching the front of the dress to her chest. 

Once she heard the door slam shut, she felt Tyler’s hands find her body again.  He pulled her closer by the back of her open dress, turning her around to face him and tearing the dress down the back in the process.  It fell in a heap to the floor.

He backed her against the door and held her face in his hand, parting her lips.  His own face was inches from hers, his panting breaths tickling her skin.  Instead of kissing her as she had expected, his free hand reached behind her back and unclasped her rose lace bra.  After tugging the straps down her arms, he pulled away from her to simply gaze for a few awed seconds.  Then suddenly, he pushed his body against her with an urgency that made her gasp.  He kissed her hungrily, her own hands working to strip off his belt.

While they made it to his bedroom, they didn’t quite make it to the bed.  Gemma imagined that the rest of Tyler’s clothes were strewn along the staircase because his body was suddenly bare on top of her.  She thrilled in the feeling, pressing her hands against his hard abs and moving them further and further down until his jaw dropped.  He groaned into her neck, reveling in her touch for a little longer before forcing himself to get up.  Straddling her on his knees, he reached into the dresser drawer behind him and located a condom.  A rush of anticipation swept Gemma’s body as she watched him put it on.  She arched her back, reaching for him.  The motion seemed to turn him on more than anything she had ever done before and he promptly pounced on her. 

Gemma closed her eyes.  She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his body closer with her legs.  Everything about him felt perfect, from his mouth on her neck to his hand under her thigh.  By the end of it, she could hardly recall how they had wound up on his leather couch, but they did, panting and catching their breath together.  He held her cheek and whispered in her ear, leaving kisses here and there.  All Gemma could do was smile, even laugh to herself a bit.  She couldn’t believe that they had waited so long for something so incredible.

FORMER ACTRESS THROWS HERSELF AT MY KING, REMAINS DESPERATE AND UNEMPLOYED

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Posted by Justin, the Bee Chasing Alien who carries a Gunn

November 11

What a gracious Queen are blessed with.

As you may have heard by now, an awkward run-in occurred at the red carpet premier of Love Lost last night.  The sticky situation involved two very flawless beings and one very spray-tanned try-hard.  I’m of course talking about Queen Bee, Tyler Chase and Desiree Silver, whose brain has been tanning bed-fried to the point of delusion, for she thought it was appropriate to lay her filthy paws on something other than a bottle of SPF.  And of all things to put her dirty mitts on, she chose the very taken Tyler Chase.  Rude!

But even though that hot mess of irrelevance threw her uncontained chichis at Tyler, my flawless Bee was still gracious enough to shake hands and go through introductions.  And afterwards, Her holy skin cleansed itself of Messiree’s harlot germs.

Messiree is just lucky that QB chose to spare her life last night, and thus, the entire tanning industry.  But you can be sure that she won’t be so kind next time.  She is, after all, an immortal goddess with the vengeful powers of Zeus.  It honestly shocks me that bitches are still willing to risk their lives by hitting on her boo.  Flirting with Tyler Chase is a more dangerous crime than ever these days, and if you’d like to educate yourself, here are the reasons why:

1.     Tyler Chasers will Facebook stalk and verbally abuse you until you’re reduced to tears and stress farts

2.     I will side-eye you, and my judgment eats through flesh like rabid zombie teeth

3.     Tyler Chase will spurn your advances, causing your fatal embarrassment

4.     Queen Bee’s unicorn posse will maim the promiscuity out of you

Sorry to repeat this for those of you who already knew, which I want to say is most of you.  It’s just that some kids ruin it for the rest of the class and then I have to go through the lesson all over again.

- Chapter 4 -

QUEEN BEE SPOTTED WITH MYSTERY MAN AT YUTAKA

Pop Dinner

November 23

Is there already trouble in teen idol paradise?

Last night, Queen Bee was spotted dining with a handsome stranger at L.A. hotspot Yutaka.  The two enjoyed their five-course meal at a private booth before taking it next door to the swanky Yutaka lounge.  Onlookers reported that the two appeared to be very close and flirtatious as they spent the night in a private VIP booth.

Could the sexy songstress be two-timing her R&B beau Tyler Chase? While the pair appeared rather affectionate during their most recent public outing at the Love Lost premiere, sources report that Bee threw a tantrum when the sexy Desiree Silver flirted with ex-flame Chase during the after party.

Perhaps Bee’s night out at Yutaka was just the cause of a little jealousy.

“Sweetheart!” Mira exclaimed as she rushed through the doors of Gemma’s house.  “Oh my God, I can’t even! Just come here and give me a kiss!” Gemma laughed and ran to her aunt, planting a big kiss on her perfectly smooth cheek.

“I missed you so much, Aunt Mira!”

“I’ve missed you more!” Mira said as she dropped her luggage to the side.  “And look at this.  I’m walking into
your
house.  Your first home! Oh, this is so exciting! Do you finally understand how to work the keys of your front door?”

“Aunt Mira,” Gemma huffed.  “I never liked that joke.  But for the record, I’ve had no trouble with this lock at all.”

“That’s my girl!” Mira pulled Gemma into her arms again, laughing joyously.  It had been ages since Gemma saw her this relaxed.  She felt a little guilty for what a burden she must have been on Mira’s career as well as personal life, but she knew that Mira wouldn’t have had it any other way.

Gemma gestured for Mira to follow her to the back porch where she had proudly set a selection of salads, sandwiches and pastries from Joan’s on Third.  Gemma watched happily as Mira marveled over the spread, praising Gemma for the beautiful job she had done.  She knew Mira would likely not touch anything but the salad, but it made her happy to play the part of hostess and show her aunt that she knew how to buy her own food.  When Mira wasn’t sending worried texts about the investigation behind the leaked photo, she would send worried texts seemingly questioning Gemma’s ability to properly feed herself.

“Well,” Mira beamed as she grabbed a container of the butter lettuce salad and plopped herself down on the cushioned wicker couch.  “It seems you are doing just fine without me, huh? I’ll try not to cry.”

“Aw,” Gemma laughed.  “No.  I miss you and everyone so much, you don’t even know.”

“How’s Perrin? Do you like her?”

“Yes, she’s very… ‘on’ all the time.  But it makes sense.  She has a lot of ideas.”

“Like actually doing the charity event that Tyler fake-suggested when he was trying to get your attention last year?”

Gemma giggled.  “Yes.  That.”

“I saw your magazine spread with Damian,” Mira said, her eyes glittering mischievously.  “Who would’ve thought.”

Gemma shook her head.  “I still can’t believe that happened.”

“Did you tell him who you were?” Mira said, raising an eyebrow.  Gemma sighed.

“I didn’t.  But it didn’t take him long to figure it out.  There was no denying it after that.”  Gemma averted her gaze.

“Well,” Mira said.  “I wish I were there to see his face.”  Gemma cocked her head at her aunt.

“You’re not mad at me?”

“Well, it’s not like you called him up and announced it to him.  And of course he’d figure it out, that kid was so in love with you.”  Mira smiled, gazing out at the plush yard.  “I would go so far to say that keeping your secret hardly mattered anymore, were it not for that damned psycho blogger.”

“Right,” Gemma said.  She knew Mira’s visit wasn’t just to check in on her new life, but to protect the one she had worked hard at for the past couple of years.  Gemma had been reluctant to discuss the photo leaked by the blog, “Her Royal Secrecy.”  She had it constantly pushed to the back of her head so something constantly nagged at her, but vaguely enough that it didn’t hinder her everyday life.  When she took the time out to think and talk about it, she remembered just how haunting it was to have someone that was so determined on outing her.

Mira heaved a big sigh.  “I didn’t want to… but I actually read through her blog.”

Gemma’s jaw dropped, though she smiled with amusement.  “You! You were the one who told me never to do that!” she exclaimed.  “And I listened – I don’t read any of it.”

“Well, at some point you may have to.  This Tara character is scary.  She knows a lot of details about your life that she shouldn’t.  I’m just frustrated because I don’t know if she’s following you or if she, God forbid, is working with someone from our team.”  Mira threw her hands in the air.  “Who knows if she’s even a
she
.”

“Do you really think someone we know could be involved?”  Gemma furrowed her brow.  “Is there anyone that you… suspect?”

“No.  But my guard is up, and yours should be too.  Just be cautious as always, and we’ll continue to keep you posted on any new developments.  In the meantime, just… make sure to take note of things.  Changes in routines, behaviors, people, anything.  Understand?”

“Yeah,” Gemma said, though she wasn’t sure if she did.  Mira’s advice sounded vague to her, but she didn’t want to ask for clarification because she didn’t want to talk about the subject anymore.  Her brain was still working through the idea that one of her friends or someone in her team could betray her.  She had always suspected as such when she allowed herself a foray into paranoia, but hearing Mira say it brought it all back tenfold.

~

“I already called them and they’ve updated the story,” Perrin assured Gemma as she climbed into the back of the Bentley.  “We’re ready.  The Hoerner Group building,” she told the driver before plucking Gemma’s iPhone from her hands.  “I’m X-ing out of this article, Bee.  It’s taken care of, let’s just move on.”

“But it’s so ridiculous!” Gemma fumed, grabbing her phone back to stare at the absurd headline – “Queen Bee Spotted With Mystery Man At Yutaka.”  It still managed to embarrass her despite being utterly false.  “I wasn’t anywhere near that place last night.  I’ve never been there in my life.  That’s bad enough, but the fact that they made up that I was with some guy? Come on.”

“Listen, the GM of Yutaka just emailed me and he’s going to put out a statement that you weren’t there at all.  People will forget about this by tomorrow, I promise you.”

Gemma tossed her phone into her tote with exasperation.  The rest of the ride was silent as they headed over to Damian’s PR firm.  She cracked the window open and gazed outside to relax.  It was supposed to be a positive day.  She and Tyler had chosen a children’s charity for the arts and were excited to start their media tour as soon as everything was finalized.  They had added Zoe’s name to the charity, and the last step was to get Damian on the same page as them and then draft up a contract.