Rachel Amber is just a normal girl trying to make it big in the big city of Las Vegas. She has a job as a daycare assistant. She lives with her best friend Aubrey. Everything seems to be going great till the man she didn't ever dream of coming into...
I ended up staying over at Brendon's house. I woke up in a different room than his bedroom. It was really pretty. It had white walls with little pale pink flowers on the walls. I got up. I was in a big shirt with nothing but my underwear on under it. I walked out to the living room. Brendon left a note on the table. 'Rachel there is some clothes for you in my room, also help yourself to anything in the kitchen. Sorry I had to go to work for a unexpected meeting -B'.
I read over it. I smiled lightly. To know he trusted me enough to stay here by myself. I went to the kitchen and made some breakfast. I danced lightly to a Frank Sinatra song. Then I felt arms wrap around my waist. I jumped lightly. "I'm home sweetheart," he said lowly. "Fuck Bren you scared the shit out of me," I said. He smirked. "Sorry darling," he said. "So what are you cooking for us?" He asked. I smirked. "Who said you were eating anything I made," I said. He smirked. "Darling you know you wouldn't let me starve," he said smirking. I frowned. He was right on that.
We ate some pancakes and bacon. He looked pleased. "Told you that you wouldn't let me starve," he said. He is so cocky and charming it makes me want to scream at the top of my lungs. With him and his dumb little pet names like baby girl and shit like that it's as if he is hitting on me secretly. "Maybe I would maybe I wouldn't," I said walking off. I went to his room and changed. He had a nice little sundress laid out for me. I took off the shirt I had on then the door opened. "Hey the fuck get out," I said. "Why I've seen you in your cute little lingerie," he said sitting on the bed.
"Excuse me could you please leave so I don't feel creeped out by you gawking," I said. He smirked. He looked away. I slid on the dress. He smirked.
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"Well hun I gotta get back to work let me drive you home," he said guiding me down the stairs with his hand at my lower back. I smiled lightly. We walked down a long hallway and went into a huge garage filled with all different types of cars. "Holy Shit," I spoke lightly under my breath. "You pick darling," he said as I felt his hand leave the small of my back. I walked around and just examined all the nice cars. I walked over to the Ferrari 488 Spider he had in the corner.
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"This one," I said pointing to it. "Mmm someone likes sport cars," he said smirking. I smiled and blushed lightly. He walked to my side and opened the door. I got in and the smell of new car smell,leather and his cologne slipped in and out of my nose as I breathed in and out looking at the car. He got in on the driver side. He started up the car and put his seatbelt on. He looked over to me. "Darling seatbelt," I said. I looked at him and then down to my lap. I put on my seatbelt and he began to drive the car out of the garage. Then sped down the road. I looked around the car. I looked back. Propping myself up enough to have my legs on the floor mats and my body twisted enough around to look back at the road. I heard him clear his throat as he drove.
