Wide Open (Wesvitto)

Chapter 2

Rolling out of bed at five AM he started to get ready for his day of exhaustion which included filming for thirteen hours then heading to the gym for a boxing lesson and ending his day with a nice dinner with his lady. After a hot shower to wake him up some more he changed into sweat pants and a plain shirt because he was going to change again for wardrobe and he didn't think that it was necessary to wear anything fashionable. Pulling up to location he parked in his reserved spot and saw that Ian and Nina were already there. Walking into wardrobe he saw his onscreen brother getting fitted for another leather jacket he walked up to Susan who gave him his outfit for the day and he got changed in his trailer.

"Let's just get through today."

Tomorrow was the day that everyone enjoys, the start of the weekend he didn't have to work or study any lines he had a few days devoted to relaxing and family time. His alarm went off signaling his call time so he made way to the onset Salvatore boardinghouse. Thirteen hours and a Mystic Falls party later he was ready to build some muscle with his boxing practice. Boxing was something that he did to keep up with the vampire status; he hated exercising so boxing was his substitution for that. After a shower he got dressed for the night driving up to the Italian restaurant, the waiter walked him to his reserved table as he waited for his date to arrive. He was checking his messages when he heard heels clacking on the wooden floors and he looked up from his cell and was faced with a beautiful masterpiece. She wore a black dress that had sheer straps back to the sold black fabric forming a bralette going back to a sheer middle that transformed back to a black skirt that stopped just above her knees. The color of a stale orange and tan flowed on both sides of her toned legs grazing the floor and she paired the outfit with felt high top booties and hair pulled into a tight ponytail. She looked wonderful and he was so lucky to have her, he stood up and pulled out the chair for her and with a thank you she sat down and scooted herself in.

"You look phenomenal." Paul gawked.

"You don't look do bad yourself, Paul." She smiled. "How was your day at work?"

"It was good, tiring, you?"

"You know the usual I filmed a few scenes and took a flight here and here I am."

Paul opened his mouth to respond but the waiter was arriving ready to take their order. Paul gazed at the menu looking over the choices and spotted something that suited his fancy.

"I'll have the chicken and pasta with a glass of water, Torrey?"

"You know what, that sounds good, I'll have the same."

The waiter nodded and headed back to place their order. Paul turned to Torrey and gave her a questionable look.

"What?"

"No lasagna?"

"I'm turning over a new leaf, you know spicing it up a little." She moved her hands to emphasize her point.

They laughed and it felt as if time stood still, every time he would see that smile and hear her laugh through his ears everything froze and she was the only one in the room. The first time he met her he could not believe his eyes he had to double take to make sure he was seeing correctly, she was the most beautiful girl in the room and he made it his mission to make her his wife. Four years later they said their I do's and they just celebrated their one year anniversary and he couldn't be happier.

Their food arrived and he waited for Torrey to take a bite before he took his, it was the way he was raised, don't sit down first, don't eat before she does, be polite his mother made sure if it.

"This is really good."

"Well I'm glad you like it."

They talked for a while about work and stress and plans for their weekend, they hadn't seen each other in a while so it was nice to be able to communicate face to face. Torrey lives out in LA filming Pretty Little Liars playing a mysterious Melissa and auditing for other television and movie roles while he is down in Atlanta busy with The Vampire Diaries playing a brooding Stefan and soon to be ripper. Them being 2,000 miles a part was hard on both of them but somehow they were making it work. Paul badly wanted Torrey to move to Atlanta so they wouldn't have to be in a long distance relationship but he would never ask her to move. Asking her to move would be like asking her to quit being an actress, their were more opportunities for her in LA and she could score more roles than she would if she were to move to Atlanta and he just couldn't ask that much of her. Even with all those reasons the feeling in his stomach to ask her never went away, he loved her and wanted to spend more time with her even it it was just for a few extra hours a day. Dinner was over and both of them were too full for dessert, they took a taxi to their apartment to turn in for the night. Walking in they shared a kiss they were a private couple not into public displays of affection so whatever they did (besides holding hands or Torrey latching on to his biceps) stayed behind closed doors. He wasted no time capturing her lips while they were walking up the steps, it felt like years had passed since he had seen her and it drove him insane. He lead them over to the bedroom and helped her out of her dress, she had the perfect body scattered with small tattoos here and there and it was all his. He laid her perfect body on their bed and tasted her lips again savoring the flavor like his lips were on fire and hers were the water trying to put out the flames. Her body fit perfectly under his and her skin was silk against his touch. She was quick to roll them over and pull his shirt from skin, ripping apart his buttons in the process as his arms slid up the sides of her legs to cup her rounded bottom. Their lips touched again and Torrey was now on her back trapped between hard abs and a soft mattress, kisses trailed down her flat stomach and between her thighs and he slid his hand in her thong sliding it down her toned legs. Making his way to her feet he slipped off his pants and boxers and without warning slid into her. She felt so good around him and no matter how many times they had sex he never got tired of her. Moans filled the dark room as Paul increased his speed sliding deeper into her and she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist matching the rhythm of his pumping.