“Oh, I think I’m going to like this job.” Derrick beams, with a huge smile plastered across his face.
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My room overlooks the pool and through my glass patio doors I can see people spilling out everywhere. Not sure why I am hiding out in my bedroom, it’s not like I haven’t been to hundreds of parties before. I guess this is my first one as a single lady, and for the first time in my life I feel nervous about it all. Plus replaying what happened just next door between Evan and I, hasn’t helped my anxiety about tonight. Would he want a repeat performance? Would I want one?
What happens if he doesn’t want me again? Oh shit, what happens if he picks up in front of me?
Shaking my head, I am not a fucking teenager I need to stop being so fucking dramatic. I am a thirty-year-old woman, I still have great tits and my ass is high and cellulite free. The divorce diet has done the trick and made me lose some extra kilos. Taking a look in the mirror, I look good, actually, no, I looking fucking hot. My black dress hugs my curves perfectly, the sheer panels giving just enough away without being slutty. My blonde hair is out and wavy like I have been at the beach all day, and I put on my special push up bra so my ladies look impressive in my dress.
Screw naked rock stars in my bed, I am a strong, confident, sexy single lady, and I can enjoy any number of hot men I like tonight if I want. And with that enthusiastic pep talk I join the party.
“Hey, there you are,” Vanessa says, grabbing my arm as I walk out of my room.
“You look fabulous.” She comments, twirling me around like a ballerina.
“I just have to run over to Nick’s house and pick him up. He is useless. Luckily he looks like a Greek god otherwise I wouldn’t be putting up with this shit.”
We both laugh, Vanessa is casually seeing Nick Roberts, some hot indie actor. “You going to be okay?”
Of course I will be; Vanessa doesn’t need to worry about me.
“Derrick’s around somewhere,” Vanessa says, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek before she flits off.
I go looking for Derrick, taking a couple of steps into the pool area craning my head to see where he might be. He’s probably already hooking up with some hot guy and already disappeared for the night, usually that’s what happens.
“Looking for me?” That voice, that deep timbered voice, his warm breath against my ear, his presence heating up behind me.
“Um … no,” I murmur, turning around to his ocean blue eyes staring back at me.
“You look hot.” Suddenly his hand comes out of his pocket and palms my face.
His thumb runs across my cheek; my heart starts racing. Evan Wyld is touching me again, my body is on fire. Then as quickly as he started, he drops his hand.
“Sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.” Feeling a little disappointed by his comment, I look away.
“About this morning …” I start, but am unable to finish. I’m really not sure what to say.
“It shouldn’t have happened.” Evan answers.#p#分页标题#e#
Not going to lie that hurt, him saying it out aloud even if that was what I was about to say.
“I agree.”
He raised his eyebrows at me as if not believing me.
“Look, Evan, you’re hot,” I begin, but he gives me a smirk at my compliment, I roll my eyes.
“But we are just about to embark on a European tour together, plus I work for you.”
Evan looks shocked. “So you don’t want to do it again?”
Shrugging, it wasn’t the truth because, dear Lord I wanted to crawl up that man like a beanstalk, and ride him like a cowboy. But no; adult Sienna has come out to ruin single Sienna’s fun.
“We can’t, things could get awkward during the tour.”
He nodded in agreement.
“Plus you would only fall in love with me. I don’t want to be the woman that crushes the hopes and dreams of all your female fans.”
Evan let out a loud laugh, startling a couple of people around us. “Is that so?”
Shrugging I give him a smile. He surprises me by pulling me into his arms, giving me a tight hug.
“You, Sienna Hayes, are one interesting woman,” he stated, landing a peck on my forehead.
“I’m one in a million.”
“Yeah, I think you are.”
And with that Evan’s attention was taken by some guys, who were pulling him away from me towards some girls.
Making my way through the party, trying to find Derrick, I finally find him with his tongue already down the throat of some hot guy. I turn to find Isla hanging out by the bar on her own with a couple of shots lined up waiting for her to throw them back.
“Hey,” I say, putting my hand on her shoulder. Isla looks amazing; her long straight blonde hair was out cascading down her back, dressed in a white Herve Leger dress showing off her model body.