Now I'm getting in too deep Not fallin cause I want to...
Three months later...
Setting: Demi's Bedroom, Hidden Hills, CA
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Two empty bottles of Cheval Blanc 1947 were perched atop one of the glass nightstands next to the California king size bed with the plush, black leather headboard and footboard. The curtains were drawn back, revealing the California sun that was just peaking over the horizon, illuminating the hazy smoke in the room from the candles that had burned out last night. Pillows from the bed had carelessly fallen to the floor, the silky black sheets were hanging halfway off of the bed, and Demi was straddling her boyfriend's lap, doing everything that she possibly could to get him to stay at home with her, and that included taking the Gucci button down shirt he was planning on wearing and throwing it over her lingerie set from Guia La Bruna.
"Would it kill you to just spend one day in bed with me? Your jolie petite amie?" Demi questioned, causing Cristo to groan not only at her use of French but also because she was currently trailing kisses down his neck.
"You know how I feel when you speak French, ma cherie," he said, causing her to nip at the skin near his Adam's apple before continuing her trail down to his bare chest.
"Well, stay home with me and je parlerai francais toute la journee," she teased, undoing the button on his pants before connecting their lips and grinning in satisfaction as he finally pushed his shirt off of her body and flipped them over so that she was underneath him.
"As much as I would love to, I can't stay home with you, baby. We have to finalize everything for this campaign since you didn't want to do it," Cristo said, causing Demi's plump pink lips to drop into a frown.
"I didn't want to do it because it would feel like I got the job because of you, and I already know that I do get a lot of jobs and opportunities because of who I am but I do try to remain willfully ignorant," Demi explained as she played with the sleeves of his undershirt.
"I understand...but I have to get to work. And judging by the fact that your phone has been vibrating since we woke up, so do you," Cristo chuckled, giving her one last kiss before grabbing his shirt and his phone and exiting the room.
Demi grabbed her phone off of her nightstand before plopping back down on her bed to see who kept calling her, though she had a pretty good idea of who it was. Although she had been working on her collab album and had gotten three songs done, Phil had hinted that she wasn't moving fast enough for the label, which meant that they had been spewing complete bullshit when they said that there wasn't a deadline. They had probably heard how she kept blowing Trey off and hadn't been in contact with him, and since the holidays were coming around and everyone was going on vacation, it was going to be harder to get into the studio with the people that she was supposed to be working with. With a reluctant sigh, Demi tossed her phone onto the bed before padding into her closet to find something to wear. It was clearly going to be a long day.
