FlAvor

Chapter 13

Warning: Slight Explicit Content

"How's the ads going, sweetheart?" Blaine's sleepy voice rumbled below me as he finally wakes up from his nap. He'd been absolutely beat from the car drive from Rochester two days ago and had to deal with club business once we had gotten back. I almost forced him to relax, but he had taken a few naps here and there to get him refreshed again. This one happened to be almost 4 hours long. Oh, my baby.

His head lays on my thigh while his arms are circled around my waist. He calls me his human pillow, because I'm just so comfortable. Anything to help him unwind for a little bit.

Since I had more free time before I head back to work, I've put in my time on the ads for Blaine's event. Ever since he's officially announced it online, all sorts of talent came swooping in, posting web links to their music. We spent these days listening to their work on Youtube or Soundcloud and picked out the best fits. I'd say, we did extremely well with the choices.

"The ads are coming out fantastic. I mean, I'm making them," I said, peering down at him. "But seriously, I like them."

Nothing too overwhelming on the ads. Something classy yet futuristic looking to match the club scene. All of the performers are listed on it, as well as time, date, and other little details. Then there will be a chance to talk and mingle with them before Flavor gets back into its normal setting.

Blaine opened his eyes, glancing at my Photoshop magic. "These are dope, Adrienne. I'll have them printed first thing in the morning. You think you could post this on the website for me?"

"Of course I can." I ran my fingers through his hair. "Are you going down to the club tonight?"

"Yeah," I heard him sigh. "I need to. I got a call earlier today. Luke is going to be here. You know, my friend from college."

"Yeah, I remember! I can't wait to meet him." Maybe inviting Bre and Mickey would be more entertaining than I thought. Which gives me an idea. "What does he look like?"

"Why?" He asked me warily.

"Asking for a friend." Who has no clue I'm asking for her. Mariana will thank me later.

He knows what I'm planning, yet he entertains this anyway by showing me a picture on his phone of him, Luke, and someone that has similar features to Blaine. I'm assuming it's his older brother. The genes in his family are amazing, I tell you.

"Damn," I whispered. "All of you guys are really hot."

"I'm glad you think so," he chuckled slightly.

I turn my attention back to my laptop to upload the ad on my blog and Flavor's website. "It's up and ready."

"Perfect. Thank you," he replied, leaving a kiss close to my inner thighs. I bit my lip, instantly getting wet a little bit by the action.

"No problem," I muttered, my skin tingling from his touch. "I need to find something to wear." I have many options but every time I go into my side of the closet, I can never decide on what to wear. I have too many clothes, but shopping is one of my favorite activities in New York. Don't even get me started on online shopping.

Blaine gets up and pulls me out of the bed with him, taking me towards the closet. I furrow my brows in confusion when he grabbed a box from the back top of the closet. With my short ass, I hadn't noticed it up there. He hands me the box. No words, no hint as to what it could be.

"Open it. You can wear this tonight."

With glee, I sit on the bed and open the box. My eyes widened when I take the dress out. The deep V neck, the short length, and the intricate lace design tells me this was not a cheap dress. I fall in love with it immediately. I look back in the box and notice a jewelry box inside. Holy shit. Grabbing it, I lift the lid to see a beautiful diamond bracelet and choker necklace to match. Damn, Blaine really went out for tonight.