Famously Yours - Sequel to A Famous Affair

Famously Yours chapter 32

JONNY.... Three Months Later

They say that when you're dying, your life flashes before your eyes. Twice, it happened to me. Twice, my life flashed before me, and twice, I survived. There was no question; I had to survive.

Nearly dying really does make you reflect on everything you've ever done in your life. I've reflected, and I still have a smug and serene smile sitting on my very lucky face. I'm smug and serene because I met Jessica. Married or not, I met her, and fell for her in a split second. She bumped into me, coming out of that infamous lift, leaving me reeling with the feelings that I had for her. I was totally unprepared for just how much of an impact she would have on my life, and I know that Jessica felt exactly the same way too.

I still smile to myself, remembering how she profusely apologised over nearly knocking me on my ass. Little did she know, that when her blue eyes met mine, I was already in the palm of her hand. This beautiful, sexy, apologetic woman already had me at, "Sorry."

I remember just watching her, totally transfixed on her unassuming beauty. Then when Beef, pushed her aside, she transformed right before me. Passionate. Feisty. Determined. Strong.

Fuck, it only made me want her more. Women usually just threw themselves at me. Jessica was accidentally thrown into me. By pure chance and my unbelievable luck, the woman that would change my whole life, was literally thrown my way.

Jessica often laughed when I spoke of how fate brought us together, but I still stand by that belief. We were meant to meet on that fateful day. I wasn't meant to be at The Broadway, I just knew that I wanted to be. There was no explanation. I just felt that on that particular day, I needed to be there. Thank fuck I listened to myself. That little voice inside of me, that tends to always guide me, did well on that day.

I'll admit, my very first introduction of myself was pretty slick, but as soon as her delicate little hand met mine, I soon dropped the A lister bullshit. I felt transparent with Jessica. I knew that shit wouldn't go down with her, so I dropped the arrogant act. I didn't want her to think that was the real me. I'd been doing what I was doing for a long time, sometimes I'd forget who I really was, but Jessica made me want to reveal my true self to her. I was an actor. Acting is what I do. I can act in certain places, with certain people, in a certain way. I'm pretty good at it, too. But with Jessica, I felt like I could just be me. That I could let her see the raw version of Jonny Riley, knowing that it would always be enough. I could tell that she wasn't affected by the whole fame thing. She was unaffected by fame, but affected by me. I made her feel something, a something that she tried to deny. Her warm eyes and shy smile told me as much, without her even having to say a single word. It was during our brief handshake that I first noticed her wedding ring. The disappoint stung like a bitch, let me tell you. I didn't know whether to congratulate or punch the lucky bastard who got to be her husband. Of course, I knew that someone like Jessica would be married. She wasn't the type of woman to be holed up with just a cat for company. I knew that she'd be spoken for; her ring just confirmed what I already knew. That's when I knew I was in trouble, in deep fucking trouble. I knew I wasn't prepared to walk away from this enigmatic woman. I know I should have; I just didn't want to.

I even rang my mum, needing to confess my sins to her. I needed her to try and help me make sense of what I was feeling. Following that conversation with my mum, and regardless of how conflicted I felt, I still went after the woman that I wanted. I'd never wanted a person in that way before. It both scared and excited me. I wanted to know everything about Jessica. I wanted to spend time with her, and her being married didn't change any of that. I think that sometimes, you can fall for the right person whilst being surrounded by so many wrong circumstances. Whether I liked it or not, Jessica had my heart, and I wanted hers.