"Ellis is even coming to my meetings now and checks in with me before every scene. I feel like he's relieved Oliver of all responsibility." Winter said, as she and Candy walked out of the building into the chilly gust of morning air.
Candy was slightly distracted this morning for a few reasons. One being her treatment last night by some handsome stranger with the dick of a deity, and the other being because she had to retrace her steps due to her own irresponsibility.
But even though her mind was preoccupied with thoughts, she still acknowledged Winter's words. Mainly because they caused her emotions to stir instinctively.
Winter had arrived only a month ago and was already taken seriously by others who could separate her porn image from her personality. It was an important distinction that every girl made sure to stress. Every girl except Candy.
"That's sweet." Candy stopped as Winter started to cross the street.
"What's wrong?" Winter asked. "The studio's this way."
"I think I left my clutch at the bookstore. It has my keys and my phone in it." Candy had realized that she'd left it after leaving the event.
She remembered taking out the condom, getting turned around, dropping the clutch, cumming, getting upset, then stomping past Chanel and not acknowledging anything else.
The stranger's reaction to their post coital comments had put her in a state of deep thought which made her forget about the fallen clutch that contained all of her important belongings.
"Do you want me to check with you?"
"No, your scene is first, you should be there on time."
"Okay, I'll let Hodges know you're running late." Winter said before they parted.
• • • • • •
The bookstore was only four blocks away so by the time Candy arrived, the doors were open and ready for business despite the fact that it was exceptionally early in the morning.
She enjoyed the fact that she was able to be alone right now and for a moment she felt herself getting lost in the slow skimming of books as if they would save her from what was to come: Hodges would brief her on a scene with a much older man who would treat her like a pet and try to push boundaries that Candy couldn't speak out on. Well, she could but she wouldn't.
When she'd entered Doll House she'd thought things would be different. She loved working and making fans happy as the innocent doll since it was in her nature to be docile. But it bit her in the ass quicker than she'd expected and no one asked. Because no one genuinely cared about the popular doll who was most valued by the fan base.
Candy found her clutch right where she had left it then jogged up the stairs to exit the store, working hard to not sink back into the disappointing memory of last night. Her mind was full on too much disappointment and she hated getting into these moods. She just wanted to distract herself with on camera sex and avoid life.
But she thought too soon because right as she stepped outside, she came face to face with a tall figure who she instantly identified as her quicky partner.
"Oh." She stopped. "Hi-again."
It took him a moment to make out her face and voice but he caught on and nodded.
"Hey. What're you doing here?"
"I left this downstairs last night. After we-" she trailed off.
"After we fucked." He said with a smirk.
Candy nodded but quickly changed the subject.
"Did you leave something too?"
"No, I promised my father that I'd get him a copy of that book since he couldn't attend last night. But I forgot about it because I left after we-"
"Fucked." She smiled and was greeted with a soft chuckle from him.
There was a moment of silence between them that Candy wasn't familiar with. She usually avoided encounters with men after sex and she was always confident in these situations. Something was different and it reflected last night as it did right now.
"Are you in a rush?"
"I'm heading to the Studio." She cocked her head.
The tall guy nodded again then held his arm out to signal her to lead the way toward the building where the studio was housed.
She hadn't expected him to walk with her but she welcomed it without making the act a big deal. She wouldn't want to push him away.
The walk was silent at first as they took in the morning sounds of New York City that had initially enticed and gratified Candy when she'd moved here from Cambridge, Massachusetts two years ago.
Now the drilling, delivery truck hauls, and subway vibrations were camouflaged in her mind as it was always occupied with something personal. Like now, thus she felt inclined to ask him a question.
"So should I keep calling you 'the tall guy' in my head?"
He chuckled, "You don't have to." He said. "It's Mason."
"Mason." She touched his arm. "Do you always fuck strangers?"
"Do you?"
"Actually yes." She shrugged. "But everyone knows that." She partially joked.
"Right, because you're too irresistible for anyone to reject."
"That's what I've been told." She cocked an eyebrow then looked up at him. "What?"
"You want attention so bad."
"No I don't!" She rose her voice then noticed his amused expression. "Okay, I didn't mean to exclaim like that." Candy stopped in her tracks.
Mason stopped then looked behind her. "Is this the studio?"
She nodded but kept her eyes on him. "You rejected me last night." She batted her lashes the way she was use to when luring in a man.
Mason studied her for a moment before leaning forward and touching her arm, slithering upward until his fingers wrapped around her neck, squeezing softly before saying, "Maybe you're not as irresistible as you think."
Candy's body melted and she let out a low gasp which made him chuckle then release his grip. She missed it instantly and touched her neck to reminisce on the feeling.
"I'm wet." She admitted quietly.
"I know." He backed away but Candy reached for his arm.
"Are you leaving?" She asked.
He reached for her clutch, grabbed the phone, then tapped a few times on the screen before handing it back to her.
"My number." He backed away. "Bye Candy."
She looked down where he'd texted himself on her phone which caused her to smile.
She then looked at him walking in the distance. Away from her and Doll House Studio.
YOU ARE READING
Doll House: Book Three
عاطفية"Sex is better when it's done on camera." • • • • • • Candy: the submissive girl who feels stuck in her image. Chanel: the smart girl who welcomes a challenge. Welcome to the Doll House