The audience laughs again.
The first pictures come out. "Brad Pitt...or Tom Cruise?"
I stare at the pictures of the two gorgeous actors on the screen, biting my lower lip.
After a while, I say, "I'm kinda obsessed withMission Impossible, so I'm going to choose Tom."
Ella grins. "Let's try with the younger generation."
The next pictures are displayed, and I chuckle, shaking my head.
"Logan Lerman...or Dylan O'Brien?"
Aw. Both are cute. This is hard to choose.
"Come on, Cassie," Ella urges, teasing me.
"Why, Ella. You're giving me a dilemma," I growl, and people laugh. "Logan," I finally say before turning to the audience. "I’ve just liked him longer."
"Very well," Ella says. "Now, be ready for this one."
The next pictures surprise me. And it seems to surprise the audience too.
"Justin Bieber...or Harry Styles?" Ella asks devilishly.
"No," I complain, almost standing up from my seat. "No, you can't make me choose one of them."
Ella laughs from seeing me frustrated.
"I know. You know both of them pretty well," she says. "I hope that this won't affect your future collaborations with them."
"Ella," I shout, and the audience howls with laughter. "Why do you have to be so evil?" I shake my head, but I'm smiling. My lips then form into a thin line. "Well, since Justin is married, I'm gonna go with Harry."
Ella laughs. "Cassie, you're going to get married too. Soon. I don't know whether we should be doing this game. Maybe we shouldn't," she jokes.
"Maybe," I tease, but then, the next picture still comes out.
"Young Leonardo DiCaprio, or..." she falters.
To say that the young Leo on the screen I'm staring is gorgeous would be an understatement. It's a picture from hisRomeo and Julietera, and he looks so handsome.
This is no brainer. I'll definitely choose him.
"Lucas Klein," Ella finishes her sentence.
And my mouth drops open again. The audience gasps loudly—that's understandable. Maybe this is the first time that they’ve taken a good look at Luke.
And mind you, he is smoking hot in the picture. I always saw him in his formal attire because I always met him in his office, but right now, Luke on the screen wears a white t-shirt and a black leather jacket.
His dark brown hair, which was usually neat, is now messy, tempting any woman who sees it to run her fingers through it. He looks dangerously handsome.
The young Leo beside him might make a girl's heart race, but this picture of Luke would make a woman's pussy throb.
Wait, did I just say that in my mind?
God, I think that I'm going mental.
Whatever. That doesn't mean that I'm going to choose him over young Leo. "Of course it would be—"
