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morning which starts at nine. Looks like we won’t be delayed for as long as we thought—word around the campfire is Introspect approved Burton’s budget and we are leaving for Hungary in about a week. Thought I’d give you a head’s up.”
“Where are we meeting up?”
“The Polo Lounge. Where else?”
“Thanks,” Sean said and ended the call.
He wanted to call Lara so badly, his palms were sweaty but he knew it would make absolutely no difference what so ever. In this one situation, he’d been left completely on his own to pick up the pieces and that is what hurt him so badly, he couldn’t dare put his pain into words.
Chapter Nine
L ara woke up happier than she had in a very long time.
After a short nap, she showered and got ready for her evening scenes. Kristian had called and she’d informed him she would be delighted to accompany him to the set.
As she would have to change as soon as she arrived, she had slipped on a pair of white skinny jeans and silk floral baby doll top which clung to her breasts but immediately flared underneath all the way down to her lower hip. It covered the designer jean label and she felt sexy yet accessible at the same time.
She brushed her hair after a quick blow dry when her phone began to ring. It wasn’t Sean, thank God, but it was Elin, who was due to arrive in a couple of weeks. It was a bit weird for her to be calling as they’d already spoken to one another earlier that evening.
“Hey, sweetie, what’s up?” Lara answered as she put her phone on speaker and proceeded to do a light make-up job.
Though they were slathered with even more makeup and false eye-lashes on the set, it was habit and something that couldn’t be broken just because she was on a television show now.
“Nothing much except one of our mutual friends has blabbered to Sean about what you told us and he’s livid.”
Lara laughed out loud despite her reaction being completely inappropriate for the occasion. “Aw, poor Sean. He wants everything to go his way or the highway. Do you know he called up my father and I can’t even file for divorce with our family lawyer? He said either we do a legal separation or I leave the set immediately and go home to ‘work on my marriage’.”
Elin was silent for a moment before she said, “Perhaps that isn’t a bad idea. Ben Allen is ultra friendly and he would understand if you need to go home and get some personal issues in your life sorted out—”
“There’s nothing to work out, Elin. Sean has been the way he is our whole marriage and nothing has helped, not even marriage counseling…the one session he would attend! He’s not happy with me and all of you must think I am crazy but listen to me…I haven’t had sex with my husband in over four years. Do you know how frustrating that is for me?”
“Whoa…what do you mean you two don’t have sex?”
“Well, he wants an occasional blow job every now and then but he won’t touch me. If it wasn’t for our appointments twice per month, I would have gone crazy by now. I don’t know what his deal is—whether he is a closet homo and doesn’t want to tell me or if he isn’t attracted to me in particular—but he has absolutely zero sexual interest in me,” Lara explained in an acidic tone.
“Oh, Lara, at least I know why you didn’t share it with us. I’ve had no complaints from the times I have been with Sean and he is absolute gentleman so the whole ‘gay’ thing isn’t an issue. He’s definitely bi—even I can’t deny that—but he certainly has no problems with the ladies. I can tell you this for certain.”
She took her phone off speaker and pressed it to her ear. “That’s my point, Elin. I know he doesn’t have a problem or someone in our little circle would have complained by now but all I get is silence from you girls. If it isn’t that then it has to be me and I can’t spend another year in a sexless marriage. Love doesn’t mean a damn thing if
“Where are we meeting up?”
“The Polo Lounge. Where else?”
“Thanks,” Sean said and ended the call.
He wanted to call Lara so badly, his palms were sweaty but he knew it would make absolutely no difference what so ever. In this one situation, he’d been left completely on his own to pick up the pieces and that is what hurt him so badly, he couldn’t dare put his pain into words.
Chapter Nine
L ara woke up happier than she had in a very long time.
After a short nap, she showered and got ready for her evening scenes. Kristian had called and she’d informed him she would be delighted to accompany him to the set.
As she would have to change as soon as she arrived, she had slipped on a pair of white skinny jeans and silk floral baby doll top which clung to her breasts but immediately flared underneath all the way down to her lower hip. It covered the designer jean label and she felt sexy yet accessible at the same time.
She brushed her hair after a quick blow dry when her phone began to ring. It wasn’t Sean, thank God, but it was Elin, who was due to arrive in a couple of weeks. It was a bit weird for her to be calling as they’d already spoken to one another earlier that evening.
“Hey, sweetie, what’s up?” Lara answered as she put her phone on speaker and proceeded to do a light make-up job.
Though they were slathered with even more makeup and false eye-lashes on the set, it was habit and something that couldn’t be broken just because she was on a television show now.
“Nothing much except one of our mutual friends has blabbered to Sean about what you told us and he’s livid.”
Lara laughed out loud despite her reaction being completely inappropriate for the occasion. “Aw, poor Sean. He wants everything to go his way or the highway. Do you know he called up my father and I can’t even file for divorce with our family lawyer? He said either we do a legal separation or I leave the set immediately and go home to ‘work on my marriage’.”
Elin was silent for a moment before she said, “Perhaps that isn’t a bad idea. Ben Allen is ultra friendly and he would understand if you need to go home and get some personal issues in your life sorted out—”
“There’s nothing to work out, Elin. Sean has been the way he is our whole marriage and nothing has helped, not even marriage counseling…the one session he would attend! He’s not happy with me and all of you must think I am crazy but listen to me…I haven’t had sex with my husband in over four years. Do you know how frustrating that is for me?”
“Whoa…what do you mean you two don’t have sex?”
“Well, he wants an occasional blow job every now and then but he won’t touch me. If it wasn’t for our appointments twice per month, I would have gone crazy by now. I don’t know what his deal is—whether he is a closet homo and doesn’t want to tell me or if he isn’t attracted to me in particular—but he has absolutely zero sexual interest in me,” Lara explained in an acidic tone.
“Oh, Lara, at least I know why you didn’t share it with us. I’ve had no complaints from the times I have been with Sean and he is absolute gentleman so the whole ‘gay’ thing isn’t an issue. He’s definitely bi—even I can’t deny that—but he certainly has no problems with the ladies. I can tell you this for certain.”
She took her phone off speaker and pressed it to her ear. “That’s my point, Elin. I know he doesn’t have a problem or someone in our little circle would have complained by now but all I get is silence from you girls. If it isn’t that then it has to be me and I can’t spend another year in a sexless marriage. Love doesn’t mean a damn thing if
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