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this crowd, her movies some of their favorites. They had swamped her in seconds, wanting to touch, get autographs, and hit on her. He had stepped in before it got out of hand, saving her skin and picking up a real pain in his ass.
She wanted to see what his world was really like, she said. Research for the role. Did she look the part? Judging by the nasty looks more than half the females were sending her way, he went with no. He tried to get her to go to his office and let him call someone to come get her, but she had blown him off and grabbed the first guy that walked past to go dance. Her moves had drawn a crowd, and they were getting rowdier by the minute. There were more people here than belonged in the club, and he knew word had gotten out. Soon, there would be photographers showing up to fight for a shot of her, high and acting the fool.
He tried calling her manager from her phone but got no answer. More than likely he was tired of dealing with her, too. The studio was closed or he would call someone from there and ask them what to do. Nate might not be in the know about exactly how Hollywood worked but he knew a train wreck when he saw one, and this one was quickly building steam.
The only reason he was even bothering to deal with Princess Kate was to insure he didn’t lose his job. She was in his club and anything that happened to her here would be his responsibility.
He pulled her away from her current conquest and tried to sit her in a chair. She got up and turned on him, pushing him down and starting a lap dance that was nothing more than her dry humping his leg. He was fed up with trying to reason with her and tried to get up. She protested and pressed her lips to his, trying to stick her tongue in his mouth.
A movement to his right caught his attention. Thinking that someone was about to make a move, he turned his head and saw Marissa standing at the edge of the crowd, her face ghost white. She took off, roughly pushing her way through the crowd.
No longer caring what happened to little Miss Hollywood, Nate waved over his second-in-command. Dumping the obnoxious bundle of giggling flesh in the other man’s arms, Nate said, “Get her out of here and keep her out of sight until she sobers up. Get ahold of that manager of hers and make him come get her. If you run into any photographers, lose them. Do not let her out of your sight until the manager comes for her.”
His second nodded his understanding and carried the wiggling female away and towards the back exit. Nate knew that Princess Kate was in good hands, but, right now, all he cared about was finding Marissa.
***
Damn me for being so stupid. Idiot , she berated herself. I knew that it was a mistake, didn’t I? Didn’t I tell myself over and over to never care for anyone I slept with? I know better. Her chest hurt so much that she had to stop, get off the road, and off the bike before she accidentally killed herself.
She knew she was always so careful, so cautious. He continued to think, How had he managed to get past my defenses? Was it because he wasn’t afraid to challenge me? Or that he understood certain things about me without telling him? He hadn’t let me run roughshod over him, like other men did. They were content to let me make the rules and walk away when the time came for me to go – he was not so content with those same rules.
So stupid. Somehow he has gotten under my skin. I can deny it all I want but the truth is the truth. I like Nate too much, and I’m paying the price for that affection. Paying the price because despite what he said, he is obviously done with me. That act of being indifferent wasn’t an act at all. He got what he wanted from me, and now he is moving on.
She felt sick to her stomach. This feeling was the whole reason why she didn’t get involved. The hurt was too much for her. She realized it for what it was. When her mom had passed, the only family she
She wanted to see what his world was really like, she said. Research for the role. Did she look the part? Judging by the nasty looks more than half the females were sending her way, he went with no. He tried to get her to go to his office and let him call someone to come get her, but she had blown him off and grabbed the first guy that walked past to go dance. Her moves had drawn a crowd, and they were getting rowdier by the minute. There were more people here than belonged in the club, and he knew word had gotten out. Soon, there would be photographers showing up to fight for a shot of her, high and acting the fool.
He tried calling her manager from her phone but got no answer. More than likely he was tired of dealing with her, too. The studio was closed or he would call someone from there and ask them what to do. Nate might not be in the know about exactly how Hollywood worked but he knew a train wreck when he saw one, and this one was quickly building steam.
The only reason he was even bothering to deal with Princess Kate was to insure he didn’t lose his job. She was in his club and anything that happened to her here would be his responsibility.
He pulled her away from her current conquest and tried to sit her in a chair. She got up and turned on him, pushing him down and starting a lap dance that was nothing more than her dry humping his leg. He was fed up with trying to reason with her and tried to get up. She protested and pressed her lips to his, trying to stick her tongue in his mouth.
A movement to his right caught his attention. Thinking that someone was about to make a move, he turned his head and saw Marissa standing at the edge of the crowd, her face ghost white. She took off, roughly pushing her way through the crowd.
No longer caring what happened to little Miss Hollywood, Nate waved over his second-in-command. Dumping the obnoxious bundle of giggling flesh in the other man’s arms, Nate said, “Get her out of here and keep her out of sight until she sobers up. Get ahold of that manager of hers and make him come get her. If you run into any photographers, lose them. Do not let her out of your sight until the manager comes for her.”
His second nodded his understanding and carried the wiggling female away and towards the back exit. Nate knew that Princess Kate was in good hands, but, right now, all he cared about was finding Marissa.
***
Damn me for being so stupid. Idiot , she berated herself. I knew that it was a mistake, didn’t I? Didn’t I tell myself over and over to never care for anyone I slept with? I know better. Her chest hurt so much that she had to stop, get off the road, and off the bike before she accidentally killed herself.
She knew she was always so careful, so cautious. He continued to think, How had he managed to get past my defenses? Was it because he wasn’t afraid to challenge me? Or that he understood certain things about me without telling him? He hadn’t let me run roughshod over him, like other men did. They were content to let me make the rules and walk away when the time came for me to go – he was not so content with those same rules.
So stupid. Somehow he has gotten under my skin. I can deny it all I want but the truth is the truth. I like Nate too much, and I’m paying the price for that affection. Paying the price because despite what he said, he is obviously done with me. That act of being indifferent wasn’t an act at all. He got what he wanted from me, and now he is moving on.
She felt sick to her stomach. This feeling was the whole reason why she didn’t get involved. The hurt was too much for her. She realized it for what it was. When her mom had passed, the only family she
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