The Contract

Chapter 47

Robbie laughed so hard his face went red as I poured more red wine into my wine glass.

Robbie holds his hand up, laughing as he pictures me on set, as I told him about the famous scene where I take Amanda's virginity on the show, a scene that fans talked constantly about, being the most famous scene in the show.

We're almost through the second bottle of wine, and I'm starting to get past tipsy, and so is Robbie as his face is slightly flushed and his eyes are hazy, drunk from whatever the hell is in that bottle of wine we devoured.

"Man, I'm drunk, what's in this stuff?" Robbie groaned out.

"Clara is going to kill me when I get home."

Snorting out, I hear the door open, Robbie and my head instantly turn around to see who it is, only to see Donovan come in, with his hand to his ear on the phone, not noticing us on the sofa staring at him.

Once he closes the door, his eyes snap to mine, then to Robbie's, his eyebrows raised slightly when he sees our flushed faces, and bottles of wine on the coffee table.

"Welcome home?" I say as Robbie laughs out, trying to sit up straight.

"I'll have to call you back Stephen." Donovan says into the phone, hanging up, making his way towards us, amusement in his eye as he stares at me and Robbie.

Robbie stumbles off the sofa and stands up, almost falling over, he holds his hand out to Donovan, with a tipsy grin on his face. "Hi, I'm Robbie, Evan's friend, Mr. Steele."

Donovan shakes his hand as his eyes land on mine, and I hold back the smile on my face by sucking in my lips.

"Your place is sick by the way, I could totally see why Evan went gay."

Silence fills the room as my mouth hangs wide open, a million emotions running through me, as my face flushed in embarrassment that he just said that in front of Donovan himself.

I let out a loud snort as I hide my face with my hand, just wanting to disappear, and forget that Robbie just said that out loud.

"Nice to meet you too, and just call me Donovan." Donovan says, smiling at Robbie, amused by what he said as I continue to hide my face.

"Dude, just sit down, or go home already." I groan out, putting the wine glass on the coffee table.

Robbie gives me a look before grinning at me proudly, then sits back down on the sofa beside me, as Donovan moves over to the coffee table and picks up an empty bottle of wine.

"Seems like I missed a party." He says, me and Robbie looking at each other with guilty faces.

"Not a bad choice." Donovan hums, putting the bottle down."Romanée-Conti Grand Cru 1990."

Not having a filter when I'm tipsy, I shrug and smile shyly, not knowing anything about wine. "It tasted good, this is our second bottle."

"For 21 thousand dollars a bottle, I'd hope so."

Robbie choked on the wine he was currently drinking from, as my eyes widen in shock, leaning forward and grabbing hold of an empty bottle of wine, not believing a bottle of this stuff could cost that much.

"You're joking." I pale. "Who buys wine for that much? Are you insane?" I shriek at him, not believing we drank it like bottles of water.

"Rich people are scary." Robbie mutters out, his face pale as Donovan laughs and simply sits back, his eyes on mine, amused by our reaction like we didn't just waste 42 thousand dollars worth of wine.

"It's fine." Donovan said. "That was the least expensive one I had."

The least expensive one?!

I saw lots of different types in his wine fridge, but I never thought they'd cost so much, who the hell buys wine for that much and doesn't leave a 'do not drink' table on it?