(Jennifer)
My stylist finishes my hair, leaving it in a perfect braided bun. "Do you like it?" She asks, watching my reaction in the mirror. "It's perfect. Thank you." I've got much more natural makeup this time around, to the point where it almost looks like I'm not wearing any. The only thing that stands out is my light pink cheeks, and black eyeliner. My stylist leaves to give me some privacy. I slip on my dress, easily, the soft, white material feels good on my skin. I love it already. I look it over in the mirror, it's long, with long sleeves, and very loose around my body. I slip my silver heels on, before walking out of my dressing room.
I pose for a picture with Josh, his hand squeezing my side, as I stare off towards the crowd of fans. "I love you, Jennifer!" I hear someone scream, making my smile get bigger. I turn to Josh and see he's smile too. He has a beautiful smile. He gives me a kiss on the cheek, then we turn back to the screaming fans. "Do you think they'll ever stop screaming?" I ask Josh, still smiling hugely. "I hope not." We turn back to the fans again, admiring them. I feel tears spring into my eyes, thinking about how much I love them. How important they are to my life and to my career. But most importantly how important the hunger games movies are to me. I think back to the night I made the decision to accept the role of Katniss, and I'm so thankful I made it. If I hadn't I never would've met the love of my life. I glance at Josh and see my own thoughts mirrored in his eyes, and I know these past four years of our lives are something we'll cherish forever.
I strip off all my clothes and step into the hot shower, feeling the steam surround me. Josh wanted to shower with me, but I told him I didn't want him to. He looked so disappointed by my rejection, it breaks my heart, but I have my reasons. I smile to myself, thinking of what I have planned for tonight. I wash myself slowly, taking my time and dragging it out. I turn around so the water can hit my back, making sure none of it gets on my hair, which is now wrapped tightly in a bun to keep it from getting wet. I take a deep breath, allowing my hands to wander to my chest, resting there, for a second. Then I turn the water off and get out. I dry myself off with a towel, then hang it on the hook on the wall. I unwrap my robe and smirk down at the black lingerie in my hands. Josh has no idea I have it. I put it on, struggling a bit with the garter, and take my hair down. I run my fingers through my hair as I look at myself in the mirror. I love that it's high-waisted, because it covers more of my stomach and makes me look much smaller than I actually am, but I feel like the garters make my thighs look bigger. I shudder, looking at my thighs. You're doing this for Josh, I remind myself. Josh loves you. He's going to love it. I take a deep breath, steadying myself. I swallow hard and wrap my robe back around myself. Alright Jennifer, you got this. I open the bathroom door and walk out.
Josh smiles when he sees me, completely clueless as to what I have on under my robe. "Hey, do you wanna come watch tv with me? We can watch whatever you want." He says, probably trying to be extra nice to me because of me rejecting him earlier. He probably thinks he did something wrong. It's quite the opposite. I stare at him, trying to make it as obvious as possible that I'm checking him out. He's so cute and sweet and innocent looking, as he waits for me to say something. My eyes drift over the little bit of his bare chest that isn't covered by the blanket, then I look back up at his face. I take a deep breath. It's now or never. "I think I've got a better idea." I say, as confidently as I can manage. Then I rip my robe off and let it fall to the floor.
Josh stares at me, shocked. "Surprise." I say, putting my hands on my hips. He still has the same shocked look on his face. "Do you like it?" I ask, swaying back and forth slightly. He nods in response to my question, seeming to finally break out of his trance. "Come here." He says. I walk over to him and climb into the bed with him. I sit up next to him and he continues to look at me for a moment. "You're so sexy." He finally says, breaking the silence. "So are you." I say, making him laugh, although I don't know why. I was being serious. He pulls me on top of him and I straddle him, the same way I would with one of my horses back home. I scoot up, so our faces are just inches from each other, making what I hope sounds like a pleasurable sound when I feel how hard he is. He grabs my face and pulls me in for a passionate kiss, making my insides tingle and my heart beat faster. Oh, God, I love him, I think, as I feel his strong hand gripping at my waist. One of his hands wanders down to my thigh and grasps at the garter, pulling it back away from my thigh. He unexpectedly releases it and it snaps back onto my thigh, making my moan come out more strangled than usual. Josh unhooks my bra and pulls it off. Then I bury his face in my chest. He inhales deeply, reminding me that I used the good smelling body wash this time. "I fucking love you so much, Jennifer." He says, his voice muffled. "I love you too, Joshy." I say, leaning down and kissing his head. It seems fitting, after all we are in the city of love.
A/N: RIDE THAT HORSE JEN OKAY IM DONE WITH MYSELF GTG
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True Love | Book 2
FanfictionStarting off two months after the first book ends. Jennifer and josh reluctantly went back to L.A. and have recently bought a house. Jennifer is 5 months pregnant and they are trying to stay together as their lives change. Is this true love?