Sugar Baby Beautiful(44)

He didn’t say anything, and I was grateful for that. We watched the rest of the movie in silence.





Theo


I understood why she was so distant now, why she no longer played, and in a way I took comfort in the fact that my initial thought was right: she was just like me. We had both been let down by our fathers and deeply missed our mothers.

I wondered if that was the reason I was so draw to her. Maybe something in me saw something in her. Maybe I was looking for things that weren’t there. Either way, I wanted her just like this.

“Did you always want to do this?” she asked.

“Do what?”

“Be Theodore Darcy, CEO of Darcy Entertainment?”

No one had ever asked me that question, so I had never even thought about it.

“I don’t know if I ever wanted to be CEO per se. I know I wanted to tell a story. I didn’t and still don’t care what medium it’s in, whether it’s music, dance, or film. Darcy Entertainment used to be a small indie filmmaker under my grandfather. Then my father, Arthur, expanded on that. Walt only cared about dancing. Arty was always more interested in computer technology. So it fell to me, and I do enjoy what I do.”

“I can tell, Ernest.” She giggled, shaking her head. “I was horrible, but you were great. I almost forgot you were you.”

She thought she was horrible? “How do you completely underestimate yourself and leave me dumbfounded at the same time?”

“You were dumbfounded? When?”

I couldn’t even begin to list the occasions and luckily, I didn’t have to. It started to pour, the rain beating down on everything and everyone in sight. While the others grabbed their things and ran back to their cars, Felicity stood up and opened her arms wide, allowing herself to get soaked.

“You guys aren’t true fans!” she yelled, unable to contain her laughter.

“Why aren’t they true fans?” I asked, stepping up beside her, getting as soaked as she was.

She pointed to the screen. “When else in life are you going to get the chance to make out in front of what is arguably the most romantic movies of this generation? Who lets this just slip by?”

“I don’t see you kissing—” Before I finished, she’d jumped up and latched on to my arm, wrapped her legs around my waist, and kissed me.

They weren’t like our normal kisses, the ones that were prequels to us taking off our clothes. They weren’t lust filled. Instead we kissed each other like we would have been content with only this for the rest of our lives.

I even forgot it was raining.





Felicity


12:04 a.m.

I left a message for Cleo and Mark. “Hey, guys, I’m not sure what time it is there, but I’m heading to bed now. I will tell you all about my day tomorrow.”

After fixing my hair, I adjusted my breasts in the lacy nightgown I wore and stepped back into the bedroom to find Theo still asleep on the bed. I clasped my hand over my mouth to keep from laughing. He had taken off his shirt and pants, leaving him in nothing but his boxer briefs and socks.

I guessed I took too long. But he never said anything. Walking over to him, I took of his socks and placed them on the dresser of the house he had rented for our time here. I gripped the covers, but he grabbed my waist.

“Thanks, Mrs. Beauchamp,” he whispered as a grin spread over his lips.

“You were awake?”

He opened one eye and peeked at me. “I was just resting, but why would I stop you when you were taking such good care of me?”

I was going kill him. “Oh my gosh, you are—”

“Felicity, are you blushing?”

I jumped back and placed my hands on my flushed cheeks. “What are you talking about? I don’t blush. The room is just hot, okay?”

He sat up, finally noticing what I had on. “Is that for me?”

“No. I always sleep like this. You just haven’t seen it because I never planned to be over at your place.” I tried to hide myself under the covers.

“I thought you said it was hot?”

“Oh my God, Theo, can you just let me off the hook?”

He broke out laughing.

“I’m going to bed. Don’t touch me!” I snapped, more annoyed with myself than him. What was going on? I was the no-strings-attached one. The don’t-get-too-close one. I had walls higher than Mount Everest around me, yet Theo had somehow made me forget all of that.

This was not okay.

“You’re going to suffocate like that.” Theo lifted the covers off my head, and I glared at him.

I stared into his green eyes, ignoring the butterflies in my stomach now. “I don’t know what came over me. We’re just supposed to be about sex.”