by Odette Botha
We couldn’t continue the conversation because Joshua came back into the room. We spoke about the wedding and Vegas and what happened since in our lives. Alex was working at the club so he couldn’t join us. Dean didn’t stay late because he had an early morning meeting the next day.
Chapter 29
After he left Josh and I sat on the sofa watching DVD’s. I fell asleep in his arms I was still watching the movie when I just couldn’t fight the sleep off anymore.
When I woke up the movie was finished the casting came up.
I noticed that I had fallen asleep on his chest but when I woke up I was laying on his lap. He was sitting with his feet up also fast asleep.
He had his hand on my side.
“Joshua,” I said softly almost in a whisper.
He opened his eyes looking confused.
“What is wrong?” He asked rubbing me with the hand he had on my side.
“Let’s go to bed its four in the morning we fell asleep,” I explained.
When I got up I realised that my one leg and foot was fast asleep. I stood there shaking and rubbing it so that I could just regain some life in it.
“What are you doing?” He asked looking at me confused.
“My leg is sleeping,” I explained pulling my face at the pins and needles sensation. He put off the TV and the light in the living room and walked towards me.
He picked me up and carried me to the bedroom.
“Do you think we are now an old married couple?” He asked.
“Why?” I asked barely awake.
“We fell asleep on the couch, now we are getting into bed and we are going to sleep immediately,” he said joking.
“Yes I think so, although I know when we have the all clear tomorrow night we will be at it again.”
He laughed. It had been the first night that we climbed into bed kissed each other goodnight and slept.
The next day we had breakfast and I noticed that he constantly looked at his watch. “Why are you looking at your watch the whole time?” I asked worried.
“I have an interview in four hours and I just want to get it over with,” he said irritated.
I tried my best to take away his nervousness.
I had never realised how stressful an interview could be. I imagined that they would ask him questions about me, I wasn’t sure how much he was willing to say or should I rather say; what Jack told him to say about me. I reassured him that it would be over in no time.
I thought about Dean’s suggestion and wondered if I shouldn’t distract him with little hints of what was waiting for him.
But then I thought he would get me to spill the whole surprise, not that I had an idea what the surprise was yet.
I could understand why his fans were so crazy about him he was charming, attractive and well spoken. He has had woman undress in front of him just for an autograph. Mothers offered their daughters like they weren’t people but objects.
The thing that people don’t realise was that they don’t fall in love with the person or actor they fall in love with the character that person plays.
The fans fall in love with the character to such an extent that they believe he or she exists in real life. It’s understandable because although the movie ends you still see the person on the TV and in magazines.
The only time when the fans realise there is an actual difference between the person and the character is when the actor or actress makes a movie that the fan doesn’t enjoy.
The movies are a smoke screen, in real life no one really gets on that well with each other. I also noticed that most movies are the same. The title and actors might be different but the story was in a way always the same.
It’s almost like they test the waters and when they realise something works, they milk it.
He left with a dark shadow hanging over him. He never minded interviews it was just that he didn’t like it when his words got twisted.
Chapter 30
I went back to Cathy’s boutique and looked through the things she had in her shop.
I had been meaning to buy me a new pair of shoes for ages and it gave me an excuse to go.
She was following me through the shop the entire time asking questions about Joshua and I.
She was a snoop but she would never blab what I told her to the press, I trusted her. I never told her anything that I wouldn’t tell anyone else but I knew that if I had slipped something she wouldn’t run off and sell it to the closest tabloid.
I walked around and my eye caught a beautiful corset it was black lace with red ribbons treaded down the sides. It had matching panties and stockings. With the clips on the sides. It was so sexy and I loved the thought of me wearing it. So I added that to my already mountain of clothes and shoes I was going to purchase.
I paid for everything and went to a coffee shop nearby to have a cup of coffee and a slice of carrot cake it was the best carrot cake in the city.
I sat there wondering how I would surprise Joshua and hopefully cheer him up a bit. So I sent him a message.
‘Meet me at restaurant The One at seven.’
I waited patiently for him to send me a message back. I thought that he might not send one back immediately because he was probably still be busy with the interview. But it didn’t take long for his message to come through.
‘See you then. Are we going alone?’ He asked obviously thinking Dean might go with.
‘No we are going to spend some quality alone time tonight.’
He sent me back a smiley face.
I paid for my coffee and cake and walked to a salon I regularly used.
I got my nails and hair done and also had the girl do my makeup. I told her I wanted a pin up look with bright red lips. She managed to get it spot on.
My hair was also done up in a low bun behind my ear it was a soft yet sexy look, I looked like a real pin up model.
I got home with only an hour to spare.
I put on the new underwear and a long black coat over it.
The One was a very exclusive restaurant it had a dining area and a bar. The rich and famous dined there; no reporters or cameras were aloud. It was perfect.
I went up to the bar and ordered a martini.
I took out my phone and texted him to meet me at the bar. I told him I had a black coat on.
It was difficult telling the lady at the door why I didn’t want to check in my coat but she bought the story of me getting cold quickly and didn’t bother me about it anymore.
I looked at the door when I saw him coming in.
He walked towards the bar and probably saw me sitting there, he walked up to me and tried to kiss me on my cheek when I pulled away quickly and said in a very English accent, “excuse me sir but who are you?”
He looked at me and frowned.
I took out a cigarette and lit it; I blew out the smoke slowly.
He looked at me smiling but also frowning at me smoking and pretending not to know him.
“Are you just going to stand there or are you going to buy a lady a drink?” I asked still keeping up the accent.
He looked at the bar man and ordered me another drink and one for himself.
“So what is a lovely lady like you doing alone in a bar?” He asked also playing with.
“I am married,” I said showing him the wedding band rolling my eyes as I continued, “but my husband is such a bore. He is very rich and he says that he loves me but he never really shows it,” I explained pulling my face pretending to be very bored.
He nodded pretending to be concerned. He took the cigarette from me and started smoking it, by the way he smoked it I could see that he was a smoker once.
“It must be incredibly lonely,” he said sympathetically.
“Oh yes it is.”
“Do you come here often Mr…?”
He played with, “Scott, not real
ly Mrs…?”
“You can just call me Kate, if I tell you my surname you will know who my husband is.”
He rolled his eyes as if to say of ‘course we wouldn’t want that.’
“It’s my second husband the first died while we had sex,” I said showing of a part of my leg.
I let the coat slip so that he could see my crossed legs and high heels. He looked down at my legs and smiled.
“He at least died a happy man,” he said still looking at my legs.
“Oh yes he did, I just wish I could get rid of the second one,” I said pretending to be irritated.
“You sound dangerous,” he said.
He was leaning against the bar standing close to me.
“Mr Scott are you married?” I asked taking out another cigarette I offered him one and he took it.
He took the lighter and held it up for me to light my cigarette.
“Yes I am,” he answered.
“Do you love her?” I asked.
“I do love her but she isn’t home allot so it gets lonely in our apartment,” he answered.
“Do you live close by?” I asked blowing out the smoke slowly.
“Yes actually just around the corner,” he said pointing in totally the wrong direction. He wasn’t very good at directions I always guessed it was because he never had to drive himself.
“We should go to your apartment some time,” I suggested
“We can go now if you want?” He suggested eager.
“Is your wife not home?” I asked
“No I am all alone,” he said excited.
“I hope you aren’t expecting me to call you in the morning?” I asked teasing him. “No I don’t expect you to,” he said putting down money on the bar.
I finished my drink and got up. I walked in front of him.
As we got to the car I waited for James to open the car door.
“You look nice Mrs Scott,” he said as I got into the car.
I just nodded with a smile at him before getting in.
“James please close the divider window,” Joshua instructed.
When it was closed, he looked over at me I was looking out the window.
I had draped my coat so that it showed off my legs. I felt his eyes on me I was excited about getting home.
“Mr Scott you shouldn’t stare its rude,” I commented still not looking at him.
“I am sorry you are just so sexy. I can’t believe that your husband doesn’t give you the attention you need,” he said sounding almost sincere.
“Mr Scott lets not get sentimental,” I said quickly.
When we got to the apartment building, we stood at opposite sides of the elevator waiting for it to reach our floor.
He walked up to the door and unlocked it slowly. He let me go in first.
The apartment was dark there was no lights on. I walked in and put my clutch bag on the table.
He pushed the door closed behind him and stood against the door looking at me. There was a single candle standing on the table with a box of matches lying next to it. I took a match and lit the candle.
He didn’t move he was still standing there watching my every move.
I stood with my back to him and loosened the coat’s belt. I exposed my shoulders and then I lowered it slowly before letting it slip to the floor.
I heard his footsteps as he walked up to me. He put his one hand on my shoulder and his other on my stomach he kissed me slowly and softly from my neck down to the back of my shoulder. I felt his hands move to the back of my corset he loosened it slowly continuously kissing me.
“Mr Scott, remember you aren’t making love to your little wife. I like it rough,” I said in his ear.
He turned me around and picked me up, my legs either side of him. He pushed me up against the wall kissing me more aggressively.
I could feel that he enjoyed it but he was holding back. I pushed him away and ripped open his shirt, I just heard buttons flying everywhere. I pulled him closer again and kissed him more aggressively biting his lip gently. It drove him mad.
He pushed me even harder against the wall. I scratched his back and kissed his neck.
He carried me to the room and threw me on to the bed. It started getting a little more aggressive, more than I had expected. He tore off my panties and got on top of me. I didn’t realise he could get so aggressive, I had never seen this side to him. It was exciting and I loved it. We had sex in many different positions that night including a couple of new ones.
Afterwards we laid next to each other totally out of breath. I just started laughing. “This was the best night of my life,” he said laughing too.
“Was it a good idea?” I asked looking at him.
“At first I didn’t understand the cold shoulder, but wait you smoke?” he said turning to me.
I laughed putting my hands over my face.
“Yes I do. I kind of stopped the day we started dating I don’t know why,” I admitted. “I have been doing it in secret,” he admitted.
I hit him softly on the arm. He fell back onto his back and rubbed his face.
“I absolutely loved that,” he said.
“I was scared that I would screw up the act?” I admitted.
“The red lips and the accent were very sexy. And when you showed of your legs it drove me insane,” he said turning back to me.
“I was convinced that you were going to grab me in the limo,” I said smiling at him. “I wanted to but I wasn’t sure what you had planned for me. I am glad I didn’t, when you let the coat drop to the floor it made it all worth the wait. Not to mention when you ripped my shirt off,” he said rubbing his hand over my body.
“Yes sorry about the shirt, I wasn’t planning on doing that but I noticed that you were being too cautious.”
He looked at me I could see he got excited again just thinking about it.
“I adore you,” he said softly.
“I love you Mr Scott,” I said before I kissed him a little less aggressively.
Chapter 31
When I told Dean about my sexy idea of the night before, he couldn’t stop asking questions.
He was surprised at my daring side. It was very unlike me but when I started planning it I just couldn’t stop.
Dean was complaining about Alex not sharing with him, he explained that Alex was miserable most of the time that they were together; he wasn’t sure how he should handle it. I tried giving advice the best I could but if you aren’t in the situation yourself, nothing you say will make the other person really feel better.
I suggested that we all go away for a long weekend and just have fun. Joshua loved to travel and so did I. Besides for the movie, we had no other commitments to stay at home.
The shooting of the movie continued, I didn’t go to set everyday. In a way it was because my input wasn’t needed that much anymore because there were only a couple of weeks of filming left.
With Joshua and I being married it was awkward because the people on set did in a small way treat us differently and we didn’t want anything to change.
Nathan one of the personal assistants on set used to gossip with me about the actors but since we got married I have only seen Nathan but not heard from him again.
I spent most of my free time, arranging for the move to New York and also I tried to spend as much time as I could with Dean. I realised that soon enough we wouldn’t see each other as often anymore so I made the most of the time we had.
We lunched and shopped often and even watched a movie now and then.
Since Jack broke the news of us moving and whenever we speak about it Dean referred to Josh as, ‘the actor’ again.
I didn’t worry about it because I knew how Dean’s mind worked.
Dean’s business grew so rapidly that he had employed people to do everything for him.
He said
it was because of all the publicity we got since I married the actor.
He enjoyed all the attention of the reporters. If we were lunching and his eye caught a reporter taking photos of us he would adjust his posture or smile in that direction. He would never eat anything but salad if we go out because he didn’t want them to say that he was getting fat because he was eating junk food.
At least one of us was enjoying the paparazzi because I got so irritated with them sometimes that I had considered moving to a remote village in Ireland, just to get away from them.
It had been reported that I left an abortion clinic twice in the last six months. I had, had an affair and so did Joshua.
They had reported that his parents didn’t like me and that they set him an ultimatum, I had not yet met his parents. We were just too busy with the movie.
My parents flew in and visited for two weeks, they loved him and I could see they were happy with my decision.
My mother just kept on saying that she was too young to be a grandmother, she told me I should wait because it is important to be completely selfless when having children.
I was still too selfish to share him so I understood what she meant. I wanted to go dance when I wanted to. If I wanted to spend the morning and half of the afternoon in bed with him, making love or kissing I wanted to do it without worrying about anyone else.
I was aloud to be selfish, I had found love. He was also very unpredictable if he wanted to do something he would do it.
We had sex in the limo once before going to an award ceremony because he couldn’t wait till we got home later that night.
I had more time to myself while he was filming so I enjoyed some ‘me’ time. I couldn’t read or write with him at home it was just too difficult to concentrate in-between him swapping channels and talking on the phone.
Then he also had this thing he did sometimes where he would try and have a conversation with me while I read. He didn’t realise that it bothered me and sometimes drove me up the wall, so one day when he was busy with his emails on his laptop, I tried distracting him the whole time but he had this way of switching off and ignoring any background noise almost like he was in a world of his own.
I kissed him in his neck and bit his ear but he just smiled and rubbed my leg with one hand while he continued to type with the other hand. With a lot of determination I got his attention.
I was sitting at home one day reading a book; Joshua was filming the last scenes of the movie so I expected him to be home late. I could sit in my tracksuit pants and old t-shirt on the sofa reading to my hearts content.
