Passionate Premiere by Deborah Fletcher Mello

Author:Deborah Fletcher Mello
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kimani Press
Published: 2012-09-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Dahlia would have gladly stayed late to work on her film, but Guy had insisted she lock the studio doors the minute they were done filming for the day. He’d teased her with promises of a surprise that would need her full and undivided attention. Unaccustomed to being ambushed by plans she’d not made for herself, Dahlia was intrigued by the secrecy and the prospect of being waylaid by a man as sexy and as imposing as Guy.

As she made her way down the studio’s steps, headed in the direction of the parking lot, she saw that Guy was parked at the end of the ramp. He grinned widely from a brand-new Jaguar XK convertible; the top was down and the front black leather seats reclined. He was casually dressed and appeared comfortable, a far cry from the resolute personality who’d poured his heart and soul out in front of her cameras just hours earlier. His broad grin was contagious, and she began to smile from ear to ear, as well, before easing her way into the passenger seat of his car.

“Nice ride,” Dahlia said merrily.

“I know,” Guy said with a deep chuckle. “And thank you.”

“So, where are we headed?”

Guy shrugged. “You needed a night out and I figured I’d give you one.”

“What I need to be doing is working.”

“You work too much! And you don’t play nearly enough. I’m here to make sure you play more.”

Dahlia shook her head. “I get the impression that you play way too much.”

“Only after I get my work done.”

“That remains to be seen,” Dahlia said smugly. “You still haven’t told me where we’re going.”

Guy laughed warmly. “Why don’t you just sit back and relax and do this my way, please.”

Dahlia thought about arguing with him, but she didn’t. Instead, she shrugged her shoulders and settled down into the soft leather seats. She had to admit that it did feel good to sneak away for a brief moment, with nothing on her mind to contemplate but a good time with a great-looking guy. She reclined her seat a bit more, settled back, closed her eyes and allowed the breeze to blow gently through her hair.

Guy cut an eye in her direction, smiling as she feigned disinterest—the not knowing, the not being in control, was clearly eating away at her. She was beautiful the way she pouted, pretending not to care. He slid his hand against the dashboard and turned on the radio. An old Alexander O’Neal classic filled the space, the crooner seeming to sing a love song that had both their names written all over it. Guy nodded his head in time to the beat, glancing at her a second time. As if sensing his thoughts, Dahlia opened her eyes to gaze back at him.

“What?”

Guy shrugged, his smile shining brightly. “Nothing. What?”

Dahlia giggled, closing her eyes again. As she sat there she couldn’t help but think that it was a dangerous game the two of them played, touching with their eyes, avoiding the want that lingered like a thick cloud.

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