Open your hand, take a glass. Don't be scared, I'm right here

Open your hand, take a glass. Don't be scared, I'm right here by nadiaa featuring high heels

[FLASHBACK]

I looked around as I sipped on my vodka and cranberry as my mother walked up to me, "Darling, why aren't you mingling?"

I shrugged, "Mom, I didn't even want to come. I barely know these people…" I trailed off with a pout.

"Don't pout darling, you'll get frown lines…" She gave me a smile, "C'mon, there has to be somebody you know."

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, I do and all those people are cooing and going crazy over Gabe."

"He's a newborn, cut your sister some slack." She cupped my chin, "And don't drink too much. I don't want you to get sloppy, baby…" She said before Ava beckoned her and she walked off into the other direction. I sighed, downing the rest of my drink before heading to the bar to grab myself another. It was the Lindsell's annual start of the summer dinner party… There was people here I knew but, not well. I mean, I had been off searching for myself and now I was back… and I wasn't sure why. Oh wait, I was dumped and thrown out on my a.ss by my ex."

I breathed out as I chugged my drink before something, rather someone, caught my eye; Ames Alere. The most perfect man that ever existed; gorgeous successful lawyer. I hadn't seen him in a few years but he was still gorgeous and handsome… and panty-dropping sexy. I had grown up having a crush on him, but I was like a little sister in his eyes, unfortunately.

I quickly threw back the rest of my drink and gathered some liquid courage to go and talk to him…

"Hey Ames." I said quietly, hoping he would hear me. I was dying of nervousness. The butterflies in my stomach were flapping like crazy.

He turned around and widened his eyes, "Milena?" He asked, making my blush.

"That's me…" I gave him a grin, unsure of what to say next and I think he was at a loss for words too… Did I have something in my teeth?

"That's a pretty dress…" He trailed off, surprising me, "You look good."

OH. MY. GOD. I felt like I was going crazy… did he just say I looked good?

I hoped I wasn't blushing too bad. I mean it wasn't a secret that I had a crush on Ames Alere, who wouldn't? He was gorgeous with his blue eyes and blonde hair; my type. Not to mention he was insanely smart and a lawyer. God, could he be anymore perfect?

I was no longer a child, but when I saw him, I couldn't help but get giddy like when I was younger. He made my insides feel crazy and he had only said seven words to me and I was already a mess.

"Thanks Ames…" I managed to say, even though I had no idea how, "How's New York?" I swallowed, not knowing what else to say.

He nodded, "It's been good! I'll miss it, but I think I'm happy to be coming back into Paris."

"You're coming back to Paris?!" I exclaimed, quickly moving and running into one of the cater waiters, "Oh my god. I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed, but I made it even worse.

My cheeks burned red and I had made a complete fool of myself. Why did I feel like I was back in middle school, going through my 'awkward' years?

Ames chuckled, "Relax! I mean if you don't want me to come back, I can go back." He joked with me, making me nervously chuckle.

"No, I didn't mean it like that. I just didn't know." I swallowed.

He shrugged, "I'm going to work for BMM." He smiled, "Definitely a change, but I think it's necessary now."

I blinked, nodding along. I didn't know much, but I knew there was problems with Ames' fiancé… I had heard Mom and Ava talking about it, but I didn't know much.

"Well it will be nice to have you back, I'm sure Ava will love it." I said, sounding like an idiot. God, I felt so embarrassed right now.

He laughed, "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't happy to be home." He said, making me bite my lip. Honestly I was happy he was home too… god, I could feel myself get hot. Very hot.

"Well I'm happy too." I gave him a grin, thinking about him completely undressed.

"I didn't see you last time I was here before Gabe was born." He mentioned.

I shrugged, remembering that I was traveling through Europe and the States trying to 'find myself.' "I was out of town. I sent the enormous castle made of cloth diapers." I grinned, making him laugh.

"God, it's funny thinking about Ben changing a diaper." I laughed in response.

Honestly the whole situation was pretty funny, but it worked out now that Gabriel was here. I mean my parents were enamored by him and everybody else was too. 

"Yeah, it's not something I thought I'd see my little sister do either… or Chloe for that matter, but she seems to enjoy it more than Ben and Cami."

"Well I'd rather see her changing diapers than ending up on tabloids…" He trailed off.

"Yeah, she seemed to go through kind of a hard time there for a while. I guess everyone has a naughty phase." I said with a wicked look. Wondering if he ever thought of me…

"Did you?" He choked out.

I shrugged as I tried not to hyperventilate, "Maybe I'm going through it now… I mean high school was a little crazy." I joked, but not sure if it was or not. Dad hated any guy I brought home, but that was normal, right?

"Crazy?" He smirked.

I rolled my eyes, "I don't know if it's crazy. I mean not crazy enough to end up in the papers…" I shrugged, "I haven't had much rebelling…" I rambled, unsure of what to really say.

"Never say never though, you know the way the european press loves your family. Actually the world's press." He grinned.

"Only because my parents were born in the states and then moved here once they had me. It's nothing special." I shrugged, always living in their shadow.

"The Schon's are front page news… I'm surprised you haven't been on them." He winked, making me blush. God, my stomach was in knots.

I bit my lip, "Maybe I'm just better at hiding my bad habits than the rest of my family." I grinned.

He swallowed, "Are you?"

I shrugged, "Maybe. I have to keep some mystery… Everybody can't know my secrets."

"Milena!!" I heard my mother's voice as I sighed, watching her walk over with some guy, cute, but nothing special, "This is Fletcher! He really wanted to meet you."

I swallowed, looking at him, not enjoying this one bit. I didn't want to be set up with some guy name Fletcher… Especially in front of Ames… I know he was five years older than me, but I didn't want him to think I was a kid…

"Mom, I was talking-"

She widened her eyes, "Be nice, please. Your father worked with his father."

I sighed, "Nice to meet you Fletcher…"

"It's nice to meet you too." He managed to stutter out.

Ames cut in, "You know, I have to go mingle, you two have fun." He gave me a small wink as he walked off to other grown ups… God, this was so embarrassing.

[PRESENT]

"Hello Mila… your usual?" The bartender who knew me by first name greeted me as I nodded.

"Yes, sounds great." It was nice to be the club owner's girlfriend. I took a seat at the bar, waiting for Braden to come down to take me out… He promised tonight to me and just me. I hadn't seen him in over a week and I was dying for some sex…

"Here you go beautiful." He winked, "If Braden doesn't come down soon, some guy is going to pick you up."

I giggled, "Don't flatter me." I gave him a wink as I turned around and noticed Ames, siting at the bar with some blonde girl… and I could feel jealousy coursing through my veins… He could do so much better than a bimbo. I smirked at how stupid she sounded and let out a small chuckle, making Ames turn around.

"Mila." He said as the girl eyed me, sizing me up.

"Let me guess… girlfriend?" She asked, annoying.

He shook his head, "Little sister." He said, making me angry. I was not his sister!!!

"Oh!" The blonde smiled, holding out her hand, being friendly since now I wasn't her competition, "I'm Amanda." I shook her hand politely as I tried not to roll my eyes, but I failed…

"Can I talk to you?" I asked, grabbing his arm and pulling him away before he could say anything.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, raising a brow.

"This is Braden's club." I said as if it was known to everyone, "What are you doing?" I pointed at the bar to the girl he was just talking to.

He shrugged, "Having a night out?"

"She's gross… and I swear to god next time you call me your little sister? I'm going to kick you in the balls." I told him honestly.

"Ouch." He smirked, "I'll remember that."

"And seriously? What is with this girl Ames? You know you can find a better girl than that skank." I crossed my arms across my chest and gave her a dirty look, but she was too drunk and too airhead-y to realize it.

"Are you jealous?" He nudged me with his elbow with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes, "You wish Ames. I'm just wondering why you're settling for this airhead when you could have an amazing woman." I shrugged.

"Who says I want her for more than the night?" He smirked at me, making me scoff.

"That's gross, but I understand, guys have needs. Just remember to double wrap it." I smirked back at him.

He cringed, "God, it's hard to hear you talk like that."

I smacked his chest, "Shut up! It's the truth, you were thinking it too."

He smirked and shrugged, "Maybe, but still, little Milena talking like that is weird to hear! I can't help it."

I rolled my eyes, "Well, you better get used to it if we're going to be hanging out more often."

He raised a brow, "Is that so?"

I nodded, "Well you just happen to be everywhere I am, so yes. We're hanging out more often."

"Why isn't it the other way around? What if you just show up where I am?"

I shook my head with a chuckle, "You'd like that, wouldn't you? Well, you're here at my boyfriends club…" I trailed off with a grin.

"That was a coincidence." He shrugged.

"Ames! Are you coming back?!" The blonde screeched out.

"Yeah, give me a second." He yelled back at her as she went back to twirling her hair.

I laughed, "Oh you found a winner." I winked.

He followed me as we walked away from the dumb blonde, "No all girls can be you Milena…" He trailed off as he tried to walk away, but I grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

"What does that mean?" I asked, trying to fight the blush that was creeping on to my face. What was with that comment? Ames was so hard to understand…

He gave me a smirk, "I think it's pretty self explanatory." He paused, "You set the bar pretty high… ball kicking threats aside."

I ran my tongue over my lips as I tried to regain my composure, "Well then it's too bad there aren't more of me." I said, as I noticed Braden walking towards me. I pushed past him and walked into his arms, "Hi baby."

He wrapped his arms around my waist and then playfully smacked my a.ss, which I wish he hadn't done that, "What the f.uck is this guy doing here again?" He asked, eyeing Ames. 

"Brae, it's just Ames! He's a family friend."

He rose his brow and then looked back at him, "He doesn't look at you like a friend." He said, almost making me laugh. What the hell was he talking about?? Ames saw me as his little sister and that was it.

"Don't be silly baby. He sees me as a little sister, that's all." I pouted at the two of them as Braden dipped his head down and tongued me, more than usually.

I pushed him away, "What I can't kiss you now?" He asked annoyed.

"You can kiss me, just don't grope me in the middle of the dance floor in front of my friend."

"I'm gonna get back to…" Ames trailed off, nodding towards his friend

"Amanda," I finished for him as he nodded.

"Right…" He said, not moving.

"Ames, are you okay?" I asked Ames, confused at his facial expression.

He shook his head, "Yeah I'm fine, sorry."

"You should go back to your friend." Braden said menacingly, "I'd like to talk to my girlfriend, without you."

I lightly smacked him, "Don't be mean! I'm sorry Ames." I gave him an apologetic look.

He shrugged, "It's nothing. He's right… I'll get back to Amanda. It was nice seeing you…" He gave me a small wave as he walked over to Amanda.

I turned back towards Braden, "What the hell was that about?!" I exclaimed at him.

"I didn't like the way he was looking at you!" He told me with a glare, "He wants you."

I rolled my eyes, "Are you serious?! Ames looks at me like his little sister!" I said, a little disappointed, "We're friends! You cannot keep doing this to guys I'm friends with."

"He doesn't want to be friends with you, he wants to f.uck you!" He yelled at me.

"Don't even think about coming over tonight! Or any night until you apologize to me! You have got to stop this jealous behavior! There is no reason to distrust me! We have been dating for almost a year! I love you!" So until you apologize don't talk to me!" I yelled him as I stormed off, heading home.