Runway Love

Chapter Seven

I woke up to the sounds of a reporter on the t.v.. There was still a small pounding in my head from my binge on the cosmopolitans, and I barely remember anything that happened past me telling Connor about my last name change.

Wait, Connor! Where'd he go? I finally opening my eyes to find that I wasn't in my own room, but cuddled up against Connor, with my head resting on his chest. I was changed into a pair of sweatpants and a white t-shirt. I'm really, really hoping Connor didn't change me.

"Morning, sunshine." he greeting me. His raspy morning voice literally sounded like angels singing.

"Where's the dress?" was the first thing I said. Knowing where the dress was would tell me whether I changed myself in my drunken stupor or not.

"You woke up in the middle of the night, asked for pajamas and changed out of it." he answered. "You tossed it over there, I think."

"I don't remember waking up." I said. But then again, I wasn't clear minded last night.

Connor laughed, I was confused as to what he was laughing at. "You woke up like, twice. Once because you wanted to change and the second time to ask me what the weather was going to be like in New Jersey."

I laughed at his explanation of my second time waking up. Of all places, why New Jersey?

"What else did I say?" I asked, intrigued by what the drunk version of me said.

"A good amount of it was mumbling." he answered me. "But, there was one thing I picked up." oh god, what did I say?

"What?" I asked anxiously. "It wasn't bad, was it?" Connor was starting to look guilty over something, and I'm really not sure what he'd feel guilty about.

"No, it wasn't. It's just..." he stopped midsentence. I'm starting to get scared that I might have said something that should have never been said. "Never mind, I forgot." he's lying to me, he remembers perfectly and now he's hiding it. "I'll probably figure it out throughout the day."

"Okay." I said simply. I felt my heart sink, I could have done something terrible, and he won't even tell me. "Let's just watch the news. They're covering the show last night." I said. Connor grabbed the remote, and changed the channel to watch the news. I head was still resting on his chest, right above his heart. He still kept one arm around me, keeping me close to him.

"Dana Cavagnaro displayed her latest spring/summer collection from Cavagnaro Designs last night on the runway. Models like Kelly Jane and the newest hit, Jaime Nebraska made an appearance on the runway. But that's not the real story! The real story is Jaime Nebraska and her mystery man." the first reporter sitting at the table said. Ugh, why'd he choose the gossip news, and not the normal one.

"Jaime Nebraska was seen waving into the crowd to the man, and later seen leaving the building with him after her debut. Sources say the couple went to the beach and went into the water."

"Oh my God, I forgot about the paparazzi." I whispered under my breath.

"Sources also said that they were seen heading back to her beaus house later that night. Jaime's got herself a gentleman, he carried her in there bridal style. How romantic is that, Cheryl?"

"So romantic, Janet. Jaime has been a top story here for three weeks now, and now she has a hottie on the line. I'd totally kill to be Jaime Nebraska."

"Oh my God.." I exclaimed after their little segment on my love life was over. "Connor, I'm so sorry."

"About what? Being seen with you?" he asked. "Jaime, I don't care if they see you with me."