bmm 2.0; so close and still so far.....

bmm 2.0; so close and still so far..... by ssaarah 

"Tuesday, May 14th; Casting for We Are Handsome swimwear. Put on your hottest bikini and your tallest heels, they're going for an edgy look."

"Hey, Ames."  I recognized the sing song voice and turned smiling at Charlotte before smirking slowly as I took in her body. I felt like letting out a low whistle. She was something.

"I didn't know you always go around half naked."

"I had a casting." she bit down on her lip as if that explained everything, and I guess it did.

"Are you going away?"

"Unless you want to change my plans." I grinned and looked back at her. She was a great girl, beautiful, funny, great in bed and not clingy at all, and even though she was friends with my crazy niece she wasn’t crazy at all.  It was everything I wanted in a girl, and I still couldn’t commit.

"I can't go around like that, can I?" she asked as she faked a small pout.

"It's not like no one has never seen you in underwear..." I trailed off with a grin.

"I was going to get changed." she said and paused, looking up at me through her lashes, "I might need some company, you know how I hate being alone..."

“Well it would be a shame to see that pretty smile fade.” I grinned and nodded. “What the hell. Work does itself doesn’t it?” Char smirked.

“Not last time I checked, but I assure you I'm worth the procrastination.” I grinned. She was cute as hell, I’d give her that. I smacked her as.s playfully and she jumped and squealed.

“That as.s definitely is.” I grinned wickedly back at her, flirting since I did that better than really talking. The bummer was I liked Charlotte. She was cute, smart, funny, fantastic in bed…..she even reminded me a little of Odette. Which was probably why I hadn’t tossed her aside like I did with the other girls I dated…then again it also made me feel three times as guilty. Also Chloe threatened to cut my balls off if I hurt her….but she threatened me a lot so I didn’t take that one too seriously.

“Oh? According to the casting agents it’s too big. Or too small. Both apparently.” She sighed and narrowed her eyes as I watched her walking away.

“I might need a better look to decide for myself.” I replied, not caring much about her model drama. I had enough of that from my family I didn’t need it in my bed too. Maybe I should stop dating models then. Brilliant Ames….

“Oh?” she turned around and gave me a big smile that almost made my heart ache. Almost. Almost let me open up. She was close….but not quite there. Still she was good for now and it was easier having a semi-girlfriend, especially one that was good at having conversations, unlike the usual twenty-something girls I had let occupy my time since…since my life fell apart from beneath me.

“Yes…I should probably inspect all of you, just to be sure.” I followed her into a changing room and she bit down on her lip…a sexy move that had my jeans feeling tighter.

“To be sure what exactly Mr. Alere?” she asked, her head tilting to the side and her long hair cascading over her shoulder.

“Fu.ck but you are gorgeous….” I said under my breath, taking in her beauty and hating a little I couldn’t feel more for her than I did. She was perfect on paper, just my type and not even an addict. Too bad my heart didn’t see what my head did.

"Too bad you're not a casting director, I'd have the job already." she winked at me and her cheeks went slightly pink. It was kind of precious, every time I complimented her it was like she was thrilled, with the other girls I’d dated? Well they mostly just complimented themselves.

"That's for sure." I said quietly, closing the door behind me as I took in her body once again. She smirked a little, undoing the knot of her robe before slipping out of it while she stared into my eyes, she was like a damn siren…..

"You're not bad either." She said coyly.

"I remember you calling me hot if I'm not wrong." I replied, setting my hands on her hips and pulling her into me.

“You're not." I answered simply.

"I'm not hot now?" I asked with an eyebrow cocked as I pulled her harder against me.  She let out a small laugh, shaking her head quickly.

"No. Not what I meant!" she paused to compose herself again and she set her hands against my chest, "You're not wrong, you're hot."

"I have a good memory." I smirked, letting my eyes drop down and tempt me to start kissing her now….yeah I was going to start kissing her now. I pressed my lips against hers and she let her mouth linger against mine.  

"What were you going before I stopped you?" she asked once she broke the kiss, smiling up at me, the tone of her voice soft and genuine as if she really cared.

“I was going to get a headstart on some paper work.” I admitted, holding her waist near mine still because I liked the illusion of the relationship we were having.

“I don’t want to distract you…..” I ran my thumb in slow circles against her waist and grinned.

“I think you chose the wrong outfit then.” I wiggled my eyebrows at her and she laughed as I lowered my head to kiss her neck slowly. She was pretty and sweet and tasted even sweeter…what else could I ask for?

“Ames…” I pulled back and kissed her nose softly before grinning.

“Do you want to get something to eat before we go?” Char rose a brow at me.

“Go? Go where?” I tapped her as.s again and chuckled at her second squeal of the day. Fu.cking cute.

“My place genius, you don’t think you can tease me all day and then not follow through do you?” I grinned and she bit down on her lip.

“No I guess not.” I spent a couple minutes with my eyes on her breasts.

“Are you going to wear this to dinner?” I asked, using my pointer finger and running a trail along the seam where her breasts met the fabric of her swimwear, watching as her nipples peaked beneath it and making me wish we were skipping dinner all together.

“Ames….” She breathed out slowly and I pulled away, not wanting to get caught up until I’d at the very least wined and dined her.

“Well get changed before I take that off of you myself pretty girl.”  She spun on her heels and glanced at me from over her shoulder as she bit down on her lip.

"You can do it." I blinked my eyes and then shook my head and stepped closer to her again, pulling at the knot behind her back to undo it,

"If you plan to tease me like this? I don't know if we'll ever make it to dinner." I warned with a smirk forming.

"It's not like you never saw me naked before." she faked an innocent face as she pulled the bikini top over her head and tossed it in her bag before shimmying out of her tiny panties, never once taking her eyes away from me.  Fucking hell…..

"Yes but I'm usually allowed to touch you." I said in a groan, stuffing the pockets of my pants with my hands so I wouldn’t go all grab ass on her in the middle of the changing room.

"You are too now." she shrugged casually as she reached for some panties and pulled it on quickly…..not that that helped much.  

"Yeah I heard that getting caught where you work is never a good thing."

"No, definitely not." she agreed, cringing as she slipped into her dress quickly, probably spooked now. Cutie. I laughed.

"Don't worry, it's not happening." I reassured her, placing my hand on the small of her back as I opened the door and led her outside the room.

"We're safe." she winked at me, adjusting the bag on her shoulder as she looked at my face and I wondered what she was thinking right now.

“I might take a little risk….” I said smirking. She blinked at me.

“A little risk?” I nodded and grabbed her waist, pushing her gently up against the hallway wall and leaning in to kiss her hard. I loved kissing her. Loved the little whimper she made every time my lips hit hers, the little arch of her back. It wasn’t a problem feeling something physically for her, we had that down pat.

“Do you want to get caught?” she asked against my lips.

“What’s the worst that could happen?” I teased back.

“Nothing for you.” She said rolling her eyes. “I'm the one who’d get fired.” I shook my head.

“Oh please.” I grabbed her hand in mine as we walked out of the building and to my newest car, pretty women and cars….I guess I did have a few vices.

“Oh please what?! It’s not like you’d get into trouble, I’d be the one sleeping her way to the top.” She groaned and I laughed at that even more.

“To the top of what? I have nothing to do with your modeling.” I said seriously, even more? I didn’t want anything to do with it.

“So? Your sister owns the whole company.” She said as I let her in the car and got into my side, enjoying the car more than the conversation at this point.

“Is that why you’re with me?” I asked, raising a brow and looking over at her.

“Don’t be an asshole.” She spat back, surprising me yet again. Most girls would either admit it or make a big show of denying it, it had happened before but Char? She just got offended. Fuc.king cute again. But then she grinned. “I'm in it for your body and your cars.” She winked and I laughed.

“Such a good answer pretty girl.” I replied, revving the engine as I pulled out into the street. “Where do you want to eat?” she tapped her lips with her index finger, pretending to think about it before turning to me with a smirk on her pretty face.

"I don't know, Montecarlo? Cannes? Nice? Pick one." I laughed and shook my head, glancing at her for a moment before staring back at the road,

"We might get late for dinner." I said back.

"Oh." Char frowned. "That's too bad, I've always wanted to go there."

"Why's that?" I asked her as I smirked, curious to her thoughts, she shrugged, crossing her legs and looking outside the window, staring at the sun that was about to set,

"I like the sea and I've seen pictures of the sunset on the Meditterranean...they looked so gorgeous."

"Romanic, aren't you?" I asked quietly as I dropped my hand on her thigh.

 "I just like beautiful things." she answered casually and smiled when I raised one eyebrow, "Well maybe a little."

"What's more romantic than Paris?" I asked back, seriously. I was in love with my city I wouldn’t deny that.

"Plenty of places I still have to discover." she said and smirked, knowing I must have a point.

"Are you feeling like discovering a little more Paris tonight?"

"I'm pretty sure I've already seen everything." I brought my hand to my chest in mock offense.

"Have a little faith in me."

"I do." she said back and leaned into me, kissing my cheek before sitting back on her seat, "I'm so curious I could die."

“Well now I feel pressured.” I smirked, pulling down a side street and parking on the road as she rose a brow at me.

“This is a park.” I nodded.

“My sister used to take me here all the time when I was really little.” I nodded towardsa bunch of abandoned apartments that had probably been condemned by now. “She lived there, bottom floor.” She blinked and turned back to me.

“Are you serious?” I nodded.

“By the time I was old enough to remember anything we’d moved, but I was a baby there. When Ava got enough money from modeling she bought us a house closer to her, and then when she moved in with Corey we moved into her posh apartment.” I took her hand and walked across the park. “But we’d come back here all the time. Sometimes with Corey and when they had Ben he’d come too, Cor would teach us sports and Ava would coo at Chloe once they had her.”

“You were lucky to have them.” I nodded. Lucky was an understatement.

“I know it.” I walked the length of the park to a little café at the end. “But this place? Has some of the best food you’ll ever eat and hardly anyone knows of it.” I grinned, leading her in and being seated by the young hostess. Char beamed at me.

“You’re kind of precious.” She replied. I smirked at her.

“Precious? Like a puppy?” she leaned over and ruffled my hair.

“A little bit like a puppy.” I gave her a pout and she chuckled. “A lot instead.” I ordered for her, the house special and a bottle of wine before turning back.

“I'm glad Chloe introduced us.” I said genuinely. “Who knew her friends wouldn’t be awful?” I teased and Char chuckled.

“I have my awful moments.” She replied, biting down on her lip and reminding me of how she did that when she rode me too…..ugh.

“I doubt anything you could do would be awful.” I admitted, shifting in my seat since my head was getting my dick into trouble.

“I am friends with Chloe. Do you think I could be a nun?” I laughed again. My niece was known for being a wild child. I never really understood her issues, not that I was ever against having a good time, but I’d been too close to her lifestyle. Luckily I’d know the signs if Chloe ever got out of hand, but I was beginning to worry that it was going in that direction.

“I know better than that.” I grinned at her as she took a sip of her wine.

"You really do." She shot me a naughty look and took a sip of her wine, grinning as she set her glass back on the table. "This tastes amazing."

"Only the best for such a gorgeous girl." I smiled at her, taking a sip myself as I winked which left her looking at me funny. "Why are you staring at me like that?"

"Like how?" she asked and her face flushed slightly.

"Like..." I trailed off, trying to find the right words,

"I don't know!" I gave up eventually.

"I just think that you're really amazing Ames." She said simply, making me laugh.

"I did nothing Char."

"Are you serious?" she smiled at me, reaching for my hand from across the table to squeeze it, "You took me to this place that is gorgeous and not just that, you told me about your family too..." I freed my hand from hers and lifted it, brushing my knuckles against her cheek,

"I was in a sharing mood." she leaned into my touch, and I suddenly felt like….like we were a couple. Which kind of frightened me. So I didn’t think about it.

"I like knowing things about you." she said quietly, meaning it.

"I do too." I paused to grin as I poked her nose playfully, "That reminds me that I don't know much about your family instead." Char wrinkled her nose and shrugged,

"There's not much to say, I have two normal parents and a normal sister." she explained, then winked at me, "Not even nearly as interesting as yours."

“Well that’s not fair.” I smirked back at her. “My family is unusually interesting to people for some reason. Doesn’t mean you’re boring.” She smirked.

“Of course they’re interesting, it’s everything people want in a story. Both Ava and Corey came from little and somehow they managed to be rich famous and in love? That’s damn entertaining.” She smirked and I laughed at her.

“Sure but then why are people remotely interested in me? I'm nothing and I still end up on a tabloid every now and then.” She shrugged.

“You’re a lawyer. And you’re unusually attractive. That’s also highly entertaining.” She smirked and I chuckled.

“We’re on me again and we were supposed to be on you.” I teased and she batted her eyes slowly.

“You want to get on me in the restaurant?” she asked, acting semi-scandalized.

“I wouldn’t be against it….” I said under my breath seriously. “But come on, do you know how long it’s been since I’ve actually wanted to get to know a girl?” she tilted her head to the side.

“Why would that girl be me then?” I shrugged.

“I like you very much.” I said, since really it was the only thing I could say. I thought she was a wonderful girl, bright, beautiful, talented, fun to be around. Pity I hadn’t met her before Odette, before I was so damaged that no girl could ever truly satisfy me.

“Hmmm…the feelings are mutual.” She grinned and took another sip of her wine as the waitress brought out our food. Finally. I was fuc.king hungry.

“Good. So then tell me everything I should know. Go.” I smirked.

"Oh dear god this looks delicious." Char widened her eyes a little, staring at the encornets à l’étuvée with love. "I swear I was craving fish...did you read my mind?" I smirked at her a moment before looking down at my own plate. Yum.

"Maybe." I said quietly, feeling pleased with myself since feeding models? Wasn’t always easy. She grinned wider, looking into my eyes,

"You're a talented man." she said back in an innocent way, though I could see the glint in her eyes that was anything but.

"I know thank you. But it seems to me that you're just taking time to answer me."

"What about me?" she furrowed her brows and faked an innocent look as she ate a forkful of squid.

"Everything about you silly girl, don't even try to act innocent..." I trailed off, not falling into her silly tricks. She licked her top lip, sighing,

"I don't like being in the spotlight." She explained quietly, surprising me.  

"Coming from a model? I find it hard to believe." I said but winked at her, letting her know I was just joking and setting my free hand on her knees from under the table. She swallowed and smiled sweetly. God her smile was so much like Odettes….

"What do you want to know?" she asked instead.

"I don't know...so far I know that you like crepes suzette, wandering around the city with no destination, cuddles and being on top of me." I ended with a smirk.

“See you know me already." Char wrinkled her nose, "There's not much more to know. My family is pretty boring, my dad's a journalist and my mom's a choreographer...they don't end up on magazines, that's for sure."

“You sure you don’t like the spotlight?” I asked, smirking as she shrugged.

“I like modeling because I love fashion, it’s not about being the center of attention.” I narrowed my eyes.

“Okay….and I don’t mean to sound cocky or anything when I say this, but you’re best friends with Chloe….you’re dating me…that sounds like you like being paid attention to.” Char smirked.

“I don’t mind attentions from hot men, that’s for sure.” She replied, taking another bite and moaning softly before she kept speaking. “But the good thing about being friends with Chloe is that SHE is always the center of attention, I get to go along for the crazy ride without getting all the heat.” I nodded.

“Makes sense I guess.” I replied. “…..how crazy?” I added and Char shook her head.

“Oh no no, I'm not telling you all Chloe’s secrets just because you buy me dinner.” She replied, her eyes bright as she laughed.

“Oh damn it.” I teased, before leaning into the table. “But you are going to put out right?” she bit her lip and nodded.

“Oh definitely.” I leaned back.

“I guess I’ll take that.” I dug into my own food, devoured it more like, I was starved and it was delicious. Good food, beautiful girl as my company. It was a good day today. “How’s your food?” she moaned again.

“Some of the best I’ve had you were right.” She nodded. “What’s for dessert?” I laughed.

“You better be planning one hell of a work out if you’re going to eat all that and dessert.” I replied, grinning. With most girls that would make me sound like an asshole, but I’d grown up around the modeling business to know if you wanted to keep your job you had to keep your shape better.

“I have a strict work out planned for tonight yes.” She nodded seriously, though her eyes were giving her away. I widened mine.

“Tonight? It’s getting late, should I drop you off at a gym on the way home?”

"You should take me home instead." she answered and let a smirk play on her lips before she took the last bite of her food and leaned back in her chair,  as I leaned back in my seat.

"My home? Or your home?"

"Your home." she said quietly, letting the waiter take away our empty plates before she spoke again, "I can't work out at my place."

"Why's that?" I leaned into her from across the table, my smirk widening. She leaned into me too her expression matching mine,

"Because." she paused, lowering her voice, "I don't have a bed with you in." I lifted my hand and cupped her chin with two fingers, letting my thumb brush across her lips,

"We can change that, you know..." I trailed off surprising myself since I usually didn’t go to girls houses. I preferred being in my own space, my own bed, even if I was sharing it. But Char was different, and even if I wasn’t feeling what I should I felt more than I usually did.

"I don't care as long as you're with me." she whispered, looking up at me through her lashes ass she bit my thumb playfully. I turned my hand to cup her cheek and pull her closer to me, closing the distance between us by kissing her softly.

"Such a cute thing to say." I muttered against her lips, smiling.

"There's nothing cute about the things I'm thinking." She replied leaning back.

"Nothing, uh?" I said back with an amused tone. She pretended to think about it,

 "Only the cuddles that will come after." That I could handle….