-Jermaine-
We arrived at the building where the meeting/ brunch party was being held, the same one the auditions were in. There were six or seven long rows of folding chairs. We sat in the very back row.
We listened to the producers come up to the podium and each give their own little speech about how excited they were to start filming. Then Justin gave a run down of all the locations where we would be filming, how transportation would work, and deadlines we needed to meet throughout the process.
"How long do you think this is going to last? My ass is starting to hurt in this chair." Ashanti whispered, adjusting herself. It had already been nearly two hours of us sitting and listening.
"Well, depending on how drunk everybody gets..." I point to the bow of spiked punch on the brunch table, "I'd say about all damn day. Maybe even some of the night."
"Oh gosh, people really day drink? I thought it was a myth! I had a glass of wine last night and could barely get out of bed this morning. No way people can do that with half their afternoon left..."
"Okay lightweight, we won't touch the punch."
I laughed at her and she playfully pinched me.
"Don't let me stop you, I can get Mike to drive if you get too crazy." She pointed towards her manager that had arrived not too long after us, sitting a few rows ahead.
"No really. You my partner in crime, we can't be on two different pages." We both laughed quietly and I sat back in my seat and placed a hand on her thigh. Not intentionally, it felt like a reflex. But I didn't plan on moving it.
She didn't openly acknowledge it at first, but I felt her body tense up at my touch. After a few seconds she relaxed. I felt her drape her leg over mine so that we were nearly intertwined and her body was facing me. This was the closest we had ever been and I was loving it.
I looked over at her and she was looking at me. After a few seconds, without saying anything we both turned back to the podium.
I rubbed her thigh back and forth as we continued to listen. I was careful not to rub too high up, despite how much as I wanted to.
We was on some married couple shit.
For the rest of the speeches I didn't hear a word that was said. I just made sure to keep a hand on her while I could, because I figured I wouldn't get many chances like this.
-Ashanti-
I was barely containing myself. How could he caress me like that and not expect me to fall in love with him? Okay yes, I was really touch deprived. But his big hand on my thigh was almost enough to make me pounce on him.
Although something in the back of my mind was telling me that he'd bring problems. Usually I trust my intuition, but this man was just too irresistible. It's like the moment I saw him I was completely swoon over him, though I'd never let him know that.
I pushed all the extra thoughts out of my head and just enjoyed his touch as the producers wrapped up the meeting.
"Thank you for your time! Feel free to help yourself to the large assortment on the table over here, and mingle! Make a new friend." Justin waved a hand over toward the table, and everyone got up and made there way over there. I noticed Jermaine made no sign of moving.
