"Tell me what you've decided, beautiful." I reached towards her and stroked her soft cheek, my long finger lingering near her mouth.
"Henry expected me to have luggage packed for Fiji." "She frowned and said .
"Will you come with me?"I then said.
"I was considering it but I don't like that you just assumed I'd go and told your driver that I was."She said.
My hand dropped to hers and I wrapped my fingers and hers together. I then said. "I gave Henry my updated schedule to let him know I wouldn't need his services while I was away. I mentioned I'd be in Fiji and that I'd invited you to join me. He must have assumed that you'd said yes."
"Oh she said ."because My explanation did make sense.
I then gave her hand a gentle squeeze and a smile twitched on her lips. Dropping her hand to rest in her lap, I then continued getting dressed, slipping into a dark jean and a long-sleeved gray T-shirt.
"Can I get you a glass of wine and you can tell me the rest of what's on your mind?" I said to her .
"Sure she said ." She let me guide her into the kitchen, my fingertips pressing lightly into her lower back. She lingered by the kitchen island while I opened a bottle of white wine. "Brauste michal ." I held up the green bottle for her to see. "It's sweet, just like you." I then said to her .
She accepted the glass I offered, little dots of condensation already forming on the glass .
"Are you ready to tell me what's on your mind? I think you've left me in the dark about your feelings long enough." I Said .
She nodded. I then led the way to the living room. "She then say" . I don't like feeling pressured into making a decision," She said once we were seated together on the sofa.My eyes lifted to hers . Then I said to her". "I never meant to pressure you, but before you answer, there's something I need to say." I felt hesitated a moment, peering down into my wineglass and said "You know my background. It's not something I talk about with very many people. I never knew my mom , I was raised by a dad who took off for months at a time when it suited him , so I'm sorry to put added pressure on you, but I need you to understand I don't handle rejection well." I explained to her.
My raw honesty surprised her. It wasn't what she expected me to say. She remained silent for several moments, taking in what I just told her . Knowing that I will be hurt if She refused my offer. The last thing She wanted to do was reject me . From the beginning She wanted to care for me , soothe me , and she understood now that I was putting himself out on the line—not only by inviting her on my next assignment but by offering her a job and my home to stay as well. This was a big step for me.
She then said. "Babe, I will happily work for you. But the pay you proposed is too much."
I watched her and listen to her with my full attention , waiting for her to continue.
She continued by saying". "And... as your assistant and your girlfriend," she smiled at the word, "of course I'll go to Fiji."she Confirmed.
"But you won't move in?" I asked, while my eyes is reading her lips.
No she said while she swallowed the wine" . "Not yet, anyway. I like having my own space. I came to New York intent on paving my own way, and I met Ellie and we really clicked. I'm not ready to give all that up just yet. I hope you understand. It has nothing to do with you." She said.
I then nodded and said " . "Okay. It's something to build up to." I leaned in close and pressed a sweet kiss to her lips.
"We leave tomorrow, right? I should probably go home and pack."She said.
I shook my head " , kissing her again. "Not necessary," I whispered against her lips. "I already packed a bag for you." I told her .
She laughed. "Really? It's probably nothing but cute panties and maybe a sex toy, knowing you incase you want to get a little freaky ." I said .
I then said" . "I guess you'll have to wait and see." I kissed her from her lips and moving to her cheeks , and moving over to the side of her neck to nibble at the skin below her ear, and She got a lot of butterflies and shivered involuntarily and forgetting all about packing and slowly falling asleep on my chest and me making her feel a little aroused but not to much .
In the next morning we took our six-hour flight to Los Angeles and boarded a twelve-hour flight to Fiji. Luckily She slept most of the way with her head resting on My shoulder. Her neck was stiff and sore when She finally woke up . Blue clear water as far as the eye could see greeted her out the window. I then leaned over to look with her . "Wow. It's so pretty she said ." I kissed her forehead . "I haven't received my schedule for the shoots yet but hopefully we have time to play."
She turned to face me and said . "As your assistant should I be emailing someone to find out your schedule?"
I agreed and said . "Sure. If you'd like."
"Babe ," She said . "I'm not okay with being your assistant in title only. I will work hard for you. We should actually discuss all this—your expectations, needs, what my role will be."
"Baby, I'm not worried about it. Just having you with me helps me." I said.
She clamped her mouth closed. She could see that it would be up to her to determine her role as an assistant. I am not wasn't going to boss her around or give her any direction. She pulled out her cell phone and powered it on while the plane moved to the gate.
"What are you doing?" I asked her.
"Checking if I can get a Wi-Fi connection here." she said.
"You should get a connection near the airport, in the populated areas, and at our hotel, but I'm not sure about the rest of the island. Why?" I said.
"Does Fiona know I'm your assistant?" She then said .
I replied with "Not yet."
Oh boy. "She's about to or the horse She would like to call her ."She said
I smiled at her confidence.
Seeing that She had cell phone service, She quickly typed out her message .
To: Fiona The horse
From: Sophie Kings
Subject: Fiji Shoots with my true boyfriend
Fiona the horse ,
Can you please send me MY BOYFRIEND!! a schedule of all bookings while we are here in Fiji? We'd like to know what is planned for the duration of the trip.
Thank you,
Sophie Kings
Assistant to Mr Kings / My Boyfriend
Ha! That ought to give her something to think about. She said . And she purposely used my surname to mess with the horse's head a little .
"If you'd like me to manage your social media presence, like Gunnar used to, I'll just need your passwords for the sites you'd like me to help with." She said.
"Sure. That'd be great." I replied.
She could post behind-the-scenes pictures of my shoots. My fans would appreciate seeing snippets of those. I said.
"Excellent I said ." She felt more in control and confident about her role already.
Stepping off the plane, She realized She was in desperate need of a shower. She wanted to wash her face and her greasy hair and change out of the rumpled jeans and T-shirt that She had been wearing for a solid eighteen hours. After collecting our luggage I and Her moved towards the airport exit where She spotted a uniformed driver holding my sign that reads Mr Kings . She poked me in the side with my elbow and pointed There.
I then said."Fiona must have arranged a pickup because I was planning to grab a taxi .
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The Lust Of Love
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