All Areas Accessed - Sequel to Access All Areas

Chapter Five

During the photo shoot, Clara had been checking me out. Outfit after outfit, the intensity of her stare became such a beautiful distraction. By the time we got to the studio, I honestly didn't know how much longer I'd be able to restrain myself from holding or kissing her once I managed to get her all alone. She's been thoroughly enjoying the experience. When she's not been busy asking questions or taking pictures of me, she's been busy staring and smiling at me.

Because Clara has been enjoying herself, I've been enjoying myself. As the day has gone on, I'm finding her more and more attractive; exceptionally attractive. But as the day has gone on, the more aware I have become of what little time I have left with the woman who somehow makes me want her without even trying. And I really do want her.

Not to just screw.

Or to just fool around with.

I want her.

I want to be with her.

I want Clara to let me into her world.

More importantly, I want to let her into mine.

So as I step into the recording booth, I deepen the intensity of my stare on her, wanting her eyes to be only on me as I record my music. Even when I close my eyes, losing myself to the lyrics and the melodies, I know her alert teal eyes are now locked onto me. When I sing, the words are always sung to the best of my ability. But now, every lyric is for Clara. Every tune now belongs to her. What I'm singing, now has the truest of meaning. With my voice, I want to captivate her attention and capture her heart. Using only this song, that is what I am trying to do. At an emotional part of the slow jamming love song, I slowly open my eyes, hoping that I really have managed to captivate her attention and capture that precious heart of hers. As she beautifully swims into my appreciative focus, I realise that I have. Her eyes are wide open, full of so much affection and awe. It was now that I knew, just as soon as I could, I was going to kiss her. I was going to give her a kiss that would make us both float. My still singing lips, tingle at the thought of them being pressed against hers; tingling with impatient anticipation. The song soon ends, but our strong gaze hasn't. So when I walk out of the recording booth, I head straight towards Clara. "How did it sound from where you were?" I ask with a broad smile, twisting off the lid of my bottled water.

With a complimentary grin in my direction, she pleasingly says. "As always, amazing."

Knowing that Clara loved my new song, makes me inwardly burst with pride, causing me to outwardly look shy. I've never cared what someone has thought of me before. I've always done my own thing, done my own music, but I care about what Clara thinks of me. It pleases me that I please her. Not wanting to look like a complete dick, I try keeping a lid on all that's going on inside of me. "Cool." I quietly say before guzzling down some of my water. The guys all come and tell me how great the new track sounds, even Cam. There's always a great vibe hanging around in the air once I've laid down some new music in the studio. The air is especially charged today because everything just seemed to effortlessly run smoothly – the vocals, the chords, the harmonies – it all came so perfectly together. The guys know when my mood is high, and it's higher than it's ever been. And I know why—Clara. She's the reason why.

There's just something about her that puts me in a good mood. I've had so much shit harnessed to my chest recently, I find it hard to enjoy anything other than my music. But I enjoy Clara. I enjoy being with her. My music has always been somewhere that I can escape to. Every chord. Every lyric. They help me to forget all the shit that I have to carry around inside of my head. But I've found another escape. In Clara, I know I could completely lose myself within those honest teal eyes of hers. So as I'm fooling around with the guys, I decide that I'm going to go all out to be with Clara.