"Y/n, look over here!"
"Can you tell us how you think the show will turn out?"
"Over here!"
Lights flash in my face as a smile towars the crowd of paparazzi at my new premiere. I have just finished working on a show that is sure to be a big hit, and this is its big debute.
I'm wearing this blood red dress with a slip going up my leg to the hip, its low cut in the front showing just the right amount of cleavage.
I hear the crowd start to scream and look over to see Patrick, my co-worker, walking over a smile on his face as well. We are the two main characters and everyone is gonna want pictures of us together.
Me and him are acquianances at best. The most spark our relationship has had is on screen. He's nice. I've just never put in the effort to know him. I'd rather just work with him and appreciate his looks like the rest of the world.
As he's walking towards me, I lock eyes with him and smile. His eyes quickly run over my body, and he smiles. "You look nice tonight, Y/n."
I laugh, "You don't look half bad yourself, Patrick."
He smiles shyly and chuckles, I don't expect that from him. He seems very confident. My theories of him being dominant are disproven to my disappointment.
"Patrick, Y/n! Over! Can we get a picture of the two of you together."
I smile and adjust my dress to make it flatter myself more, I adjust the top to show a little more cleavage, enough to where it's not noticeable that that's what I was doing.
From the corner of my eye, I see Patrick glance down, and a tint of pink slightly covers his face, not noticeable to the eye unless you're right next to him.
He looks at me and smiles and puts an arm around my waist, and I do the same to him. We smile and take a few more pictures before waving to the cameras and walking away.
Patrick and I engage in small talk on the way in and sit together at our table. We sit and talk.
"I'm glad we're finally talking. We never really had the chance to on set." I mention off-handedly.
"Me too, I've wanted to get to know you more." He responds.
"Oh, so you've been interested in me?" I joke. Again, he slightly blushes but laughs and plays the joke off. I adjust and lean on the table to get more comfortable. My boobs are pressed up a bit and obvious to anyone and everyone.
Patrick glances down, and his eyes linger, his face turning red.
He really likes to get flushed, huh? I could have some fun with this. I wanna see how far I can push this.
"So Patrick, would you like to tell me just how interested you are?" I ask. He chuckles awkwardly and says, "Oh, the healthy amount."
Me and him continue to talk, and I continue to tease him until everyone starts to leave to go to the hotel the cast is staying at for filming.
"Hey, do you wanna ride in my Uber with me to the hotel? It seems easier to answer more convenient as we're going to the same place." He asks.
"I'll ride with you anytime, anywhere." I reply with a wink. He flushes and chuckles.
We walk out and into the Uber and sit and talk, and I move my hand and brush his upper thigh.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to touch you." I say slyly, and he flushes. I continue to pull tricks like this the whole ride. When we can see the hotel in sight, his face is flaming, and when I glance down, I can see his pants looking, well tighter.
