Temptation

40 - Hero

I turn to the clock on the wall and see that it's 10AM. I also see that I've made it home. Fuck, I got way too drunk last night. I turn over to see if Madden is here or if I fucked up, but there she lies sound asleep. Realizing I'm really fucking late for work, I lift my head from the pillow, but my head is absolutely fucking pounding. Lying back down, I text Allen:

Allen, throwing up all night. I'll make up for it tomorrow. Also, can I have Saturday off for the party? You can come.

Allen responds quickly:

Fuck you. Take The rest of the weekend off. It's your birthday, we don't need you for a bunch of scenes anyway.

Cool. Four days off, I'll take it. Looking at my girl, sleeping so perfectly, I see her arm has a massive bruise. I need to know what the fuck happened last night, what did I do? I take her shoulders in my hands and start to gently shake her. She groans as she wakes and looks up to me, "How are you feeling?" Her voice raspy and so fucking sexy. "What did I do last night?" She explains to me that she tried getting a hold of me, left the house to find me and waited up for me. She eventually fell asleep, but I stumbled in waking her up and when she tried to help me up the stairs, I accidently pushed her. That would explain the bruise on her arm.

She sits up and I too, facing her. I hold her arm in my hand, starring at the bruise I've left on her. Tears fall from my eyes, onto her arm and she pulls herself away from my hold and grabs my wet face in her palms, forcing me to look into her eyes. All she says is, "Why?" I rambled on about how the boys came by set and were begging me to go have drinks with them, "I manage to convince them that I'd only have one drink but when we got there, since it had been so long, one turned into one too many." She nods, "I saw you texting me and calling me, but Leo took my phone away, so I punched him in the face and just forgot to text you back when he gave my phone back to me. I'm so sorry. I feel incredibly terrible." She doesn't say anything, "I fucked up." Knowing how fucking stupid I am, I try to apologize to her, but she asks me not to. "Hero, please just tell me next time. I don't care if you want to hang out with your friends. I just want to know if you're safe." Madden is so fucking understanding; I don't know how I got so lucky. I tell her that I promise if it ever happens again that I will call her first; after seeing the bruise I've left on her; I highly doubt I will ever drink like that again. The voice in my head is telling me to cancel this party tomorrow.

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During breakfast, I notice a bandage on Madden's left arm and I'm curious and slightly worried I cut her skin somehow. "What's that?" "After you eat, I have a few things for you." Her answer does not lighten the weight on my chest. She doesn't eat her eggs and toast, telling me she's not hungry and with my headache, I don't think anything of it. I clear off my plate, take an Advil and then follow my girl into the living room, where a wrapped package sits on the coffee table. "Happy Birthday," she says quietly and hands me the package as I sit on the couch. I tear open the perfectly wrapped gift and inside are some of my signature clothing pieces. As I reach to kiss her and thank her, she pulls back; "One more thing." She gently removes the bandage on her arm and reveals a fresh crescent moon tattoo, "I got a moon to represent the first night we met. Staying up basically all night with a stranger but you clearly had a huge impact on me." Not sure if it is just the hangover or if it's the gesture, but tears fill my eyes as the permeance, and significance of the tattoo suggests a forever with Madden. I find myself crying more than I have in my entire life for this girl. I want to be her forever.

I take her beautiful face in my hands and aggressively plant a kiss on her lips; no words can express the love I feel in my heart as it aches for her and this small symbol, she's gotten on herself shows me how much I mean to her. We met, I crashed at her home to avoid paparazzi, we had a date and she stayed with me a couple of nights, but never did I imagine myself falling completely and madly in love. I'd do anything for her. Apologies start streaming from my mouth because I look like even more of a fucking foul now than I did minutes ago. My behaviour last night was bloody awful, and I left her in the dark; fucking idiot.

With my free time, I find myself trying to sober up before dinner so I can take my girl out; clearly trying to make up for my behaviour.

For the next few hours, I lay in bed, napping on and off, consistently drinking a Gatorade or a water. Madden came up a couple of times to bring me some crackers to absorb the alcohol, but she spent most of her time cleaning the main floor. I have a maid, but cleaning seems to comfort her. I can hear the dishes being removed from the cupboards and put back, so I take a guess that she's reorganizing the kitchen to her liking. I don't mind that she wants to move things around in the kitchen or even in any room in the house; it's her home too and she needs to feel comfortable in the space.

As the evening comes around, I manage to roll myself out of bed feeling extremely hungry and a lot less hungover. I head to the bathroom to shower my greasy body, meanwhile Madden comes in looking extremely tempting in a colourful mid-dress and a pair of white slip-on shoes. I open the glass door of the shower, "Holy fuck. That dress on you is so sexy." She twirls around to give me a full view of her and my cock can't help but stiffen. She covers her mouth, letting out an adorable snort and turns back to continue brushing her eyelashes with mascara. I would pull her into the shower with me, but I don't want to ruin her new dress and I'd fucking love to rip the dress off her but again that would ruin the dress. The innocence of her covering her mouth when she saw my hard dick made my boner stronger because when we are in bed together that is not the same woman I lay with; the fact that I can make her dirty is captivating; the control I have over her body is powerful.