Her Redemption

Bonus chapter: Trust part I

(Weeks after there second scene together—two parts)
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Warning: mild sexual content

"Do you want to go on a date with me?" Bryan asks whispering in my ear.

I turn my head peering up at him over my shoulder "still asking?" He lifts his brows and shows off his cocky smile "still saying no?"

I turn in his arms and he places both of his on the vanity on each of my sides, enclosing me in.

We just finished our third scene together... this one was more intimate. Only two camera men were there and only Melissa was there as well to direct. It was different. It was like we were alone and completely forgot other people were there. We did a sensual scene. It was slow and sweet. The people wanted love and we exceeded that immensely.

"Please?" He pouts and bobs my nose making me crinkle it. "I don't know Bryan, are you going to take me out to eat too?" I cock my head to the side. "I'm famished and it would be disappointing if you took me on a date and didn't feed me."I trail my nail up from his apparent v line to his stubble on his face. "What do you think?"

He grins, admiration in his eyes. "I think that I can totally do that."

I match his smile "then it's a date."

...

When he said date, I didn't really expect him to take me to a carnival. But not just any carnival—the one at the Santa Monica Pier.

"Oh my god." I say as we walk up to the ticket booth.

I'm wearing red high top converse with ripped dark jean shorts and a white crop top hoodie with my hair in French braids. My face free of makeup and a wide smile on my face. Every time I'm around Bryan, I smile more. My heart feels full and I feel like there's no worries at all in my life. I feel free and whole all at once.

He's wear black vans, black shirt with dark ripped jeans. His muscles protrude in his whole outfit. But the best part? His hair. He's wearing a SnapBack hat. I don't know what it is with guys that wear their hats backwards, but it gets me every.single.time. And puts me into a pile of mush.

He holds my hand as he pays for our tickets, smiling from ear to ear.

"You ready for some fun?" He wiggles his eyebrows.

"Game one Lawson." I wiggle right back.

And that's exactly what we've done for the past two hours. We've ridden every roller coaster ride here. We've played games and he won me a giant stuffed turtle. We had corn dogs on a stick and elephant ears. Lots and lots of cotton candy and chocolate chip ice cream.

Now we're riding on the Ferris wheel. It's our last destination of the night. His arm is around my shoulders, the giant turtle sitting across from us as we start to ascend up. The night sky is beautiful, you can see most of LA from here. And the views are magnificent.

It's tranquil. Peaceful.

Exactly how he makes me feel.

"I've had so much fun." I say looking at him after looking around us and realize he's been staring at me this whole time.

"So have I." He looks at my lips and then my green eyes and leans down to kiss me. I lean up meeting him half way and immediately everything around us is nonexistent. It's just him and me in this cart, up in the sky, far from all the troubles in our lives. It's just him and me.

It's soft and sweet and tastes like chocolate and cattle candy.

We pull away from each other and when I open my eyes he's looking at me with so much admiration. Like if he's truly seeing me for the first time. He cups my cheek with his other hand and kisses me again. This time the kiss is passionate, filled with utmost fervor of want and need. When his tongue glides along mine fighting for dominance, I let him have it, relishing on the way he makes my mind, heart and body feel.