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"Come on." He kisses me hard and then drags me out of our hiding spot, gently pulling me up against his side. "Let's go before I say to hell with this movie and decide to let you start making it up to me right now."
"I like option B."
"Of course you do," he says, shaking his head. "You horny little thing."
I smile, hiding my face in his chest. "You made me that way."
Nine
KAIDEN
"Oh no," Laura cries, sitting upright in bed.
My eyes spring open just in time to see the color drain from her face. She clamps a hand over her mouth and practically launches herself out of bed, making a beeline for the bathroom.
"Fuck," I growl, flinging the covers back to follow behind her. Early morning light pours in from the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the valley. My little star likes to wake with the sun spilling across her face, albeit not like this.
What the fuck is going on with her? This is the second time this week that she's woken up sick. I don't like it one bit. If this is what stress does to her, I may revise my decision not to hunt down the assholes who run the sites currently printing their bullshit lies about her. It's nearly Christmas. She should be floating on cloud nine, not stressing like this.
I'm not taking good enough care of her. As soon as she finishes filming her final scene on Christmas Eve, I'm whisking her away to spend Christmas in the mountains. We have to be back in time for the wrap party on New Year's Eve, but we'll have six days to ourselves. I can't fucking wait. It'll be just the two ofus, naked in a cabin. The only thing she's allowed to wear is the ring I plan to put on her finger on Christmas morning.
Fuck, I can't think about that right now. She needs me.
Focus, Kaiden. Focus.
I stride into the bathroom to find her crouched in front of the toilet, dry heaving into the bowl. She looks so tiny and vulnerable. My heart aches at the sight. My poor little star. She's too damn perfect to be this miserable.
I hurry toward the sink and wet a washcloth in cool water before crossing back to her.
"Go away," she moans when I kneel behind her, pulling her into my lap. She said the same thing the other morning too. It didn't work then, either.
"Never." I press my lips to the back of her neck and then place the cool cloth against her skin, holding her cradled in my arms as she dry heaves again, whimpering pitifully. I feel completely fucking helpless, so I rub her back, murmuring to her.
Eventually, the dry heaves stop. She slumps weakly against my chest.
"I don't know what's wrong with me."
"You're stressed out. We need to get you in to see a doctor."
Where the fuck is Gage Bronx when you need him? I forgot she knew him until she brought him up the other day, but either it's a small fucking world or the universe put this shining star in my path for a reason. My best friend from childhood, Tate Grimes, went to medical school with Gage. As far as I know, they're still friends.
"I feel fine. I just wake up in the morning, and I'm…" Laura trails off with a little gasp. "Kaiden, what is today?"
"The day of your sex scene with Abel Clarke," I growl. I haven't forgotten that bullshit. Nope. Not even eating her perfectlittle cunt until every lick had her pleading for mercy last night made me forget that.
Shit. She hasn't felt well, and I've been all over her like an asshole. No wonder she's so stressed out. I need to give her a break and keep my damn hands to myself for a few days.
"No, the date!" she cries.
"It's the twentieth."
"Oh no." She jumps out of my lap, elbowing me in the chin. Before I can even ask where she's going, she's running back into the bedroom, her blonde hair bouncing behind her and that perfect ass jiggling.
My cock stirs at the sight.
"Forget it. You're riding the bench," I growl, glaring at him as I toss the washcloth toward the sink and then flush the toilet before following her back into the bedroom.
She's seated on the side of the bed, her phone hanging limply in her hands.
