Outing

958 21 3
                                    

"Swept away" written by VeGirl 2014 © All Rights Reserved.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

The big benefit with the days the crew worked during the day, was that Robert and Isa could really enjoy the hotel breakfast. It was hard when they worked nightshift; Isa had a hard time falling asleep even if she was totally run down.

This time however, everything was okay. They ate breakfast peacefully, while getting to know each other, accepting and establishing a new relation, as brother and sister.

That afternoon, they were supposed to attend a convention at some center downtown. The actors were to answer questions, writing autographs and being photographed, Robert had told her.

Isa smiled, just a tiny bit disappointed that it wasn't limos that picked them up at the hotel, but the productions own Cadillac SUVs. Morgan sat in the front, Amanda the female leading character was already in the backseat when Robert and Isa got in.

"Are you excited?" Morgan asked.

"Always when you're around sweetie." Robert gave his friend a sweet smile and the girls snickered.

When the car stopped by the convention, Morgan opened the backdoor, waved at the roaring crowd before he reached for Isa's hand to help her out. There he stood in the flashing photographs with her hand in his while Robert gave Amanda a helping hand and without any advanced planning, they looked like two couples.

Morgan placed his arm on the small of Isa's back, while she looked down to avoid the camera's flashing lights. Her heart was pounding hard and she muttered that was really glad she she took her leatherjacket instead of now being photographed in her bulgy winter jacket. Morgan chuckled a bit. He noticed that she was taller than he expected, with her feet in those high-heeled booties, sexy as hell in his opinion. Isa on the other hand thanked herself for putting some extra effort into the makeup for the day.

Used to the press, Morgan made sure they stopped in a few places where he waved to the roaring crowd outside and Isa dared herself to look up as if this was a perfectly natural situation. Morgan stopped again just outside the door and turned for the press to get some good angles of the two of them. He pondered if he might have been a little to intimate with the girl for the photographers sake, or if it perhaps had been for his own sake, but he wasn't sorry.

"I'm sorry, did you just out me as your girlfriend?" Isa hissed through her teeth while making it look like a smile towards the flashing cameras.

"Oops." He smiled towards her, still with his arm around her waist. It hadn't been a plan, just a strike of luck. He was was more than pleased with how things had just presented themselves, though. Her challengingly raised brow and the fact that she had a hard time not to smile like a fool towards him made the moment look intimate.

After what felt like forever in the flashlights for Isa, they turned and entered the building. Inside the door Isa hissed cocky that if he wanted her as a girlfriend, he would have to ask her first. His breath caught in his throat.

Morgan swallowed hard; what could he reply to that? "I'm an actor, I'm just acting that you're my girlfriend," he answered with the same confidence. People came to meet them even inside the door with cameras, to Isa's dismay. Morgan leaned towards her ear: "And... Action!"

Cameras started to shoot flashes in their faces again and Isa whispered: "You are a bad boy."

Morgan simply laughed. He was actually impressed by the way she acted around the press; she could have made a big scene due to his heist, but she was cool.

Swept awayWhere stories live. Discover now