Page 33 of 7 Miles High
Natalie won’t interpret this as just friendly. She’ll identify what’s happening. One woman checking out her replacement. Son of a bitch. But Natalie extends a hand and a happy-to-know-you smile.
“Hello. I enjoyed watching you drive in that scene this morning. It was spectacular. I’d never have the courage to be a stuntwoman.”
“My dad was in the business so I grew up around these kind of guys. It kind of rubs off on you.”
Okay. So far so good. Then Nia pitches a thumb at me.
“This one taught me about high falls. He’s the man. In more ways than one.” Then she laughs at her own cleverness.
A stillness comes over Natalie and I know not to think it’s good. What the hell am I going to say to that? It looks like Natalie is figuring it out too. There’s a few beats where nobody says anything. Nia’s eyes travel from my face to Natalie’s.
“You’ve got a good guy there.”
“I figured that one out for myself.”
As Nia steps up to the buffet and begins loading her plate I catch Natalie’s gaze. She’s holding back a smile. I raise my shoulders in surrender and shake my head. I’m clearly outmatched by the communication skills of the female sex.
* * *
“So, how did you like your introduction to the film business?”
Natalie stretches out on the bed and threads her fingers behind her head. “I liked it a lot. It wasn’t as I expected.”
“How so? The mind-numbing waiting around, or the antics of the stunt people?”
“The people were very friendly and warm. I didn’t meet anyone who treated me dismissively or made us feel like we were in the way.”
I come up on an elbow. “They better not have. Why would they? You two were like little mice, tucking into corners. I saw you.”
She giggles and it lands in my heart.
“You’re right. It took us most of the day to relax into things. It’s pretty hard when a movie star is standing right next to you. At least it was for Jenna.”
“Who you kidding? I saw your face when Finn walked up and started talking to you girls. You loved it.”
Now she comes to her side and faces me, getting within a few inches of my face.
“Don’t mistake my excitement for meeting someone famous for something else. You’re the star in my world.”
Perfect. It sounded like a truth. She knows how to make a man feel good. Secure. Appreciated. Loved. That’s a ridiculous thought. Love?But I like it.
“I don’t mind that you said that,” I chuckle.
“Every word was true.”
I cozy up to her side and she lays her head on the pillow.
“I’ve never met someone like you. And I’ve never fallen so quickly,” I say.
“Same. It scares me.”
Her blue eyes lock on mine and neither of us speak. We let our bodies do the talking. Our hands and mouths. Nothing’s rushed. It feels wonderful being in this wide bed with her warm soft body as my wonderland.
Straddling me, she winds the long blonde hair into a twist on top of her head. I like how it looks, how it highlights the length of her neck and the shape of her alabaster shoulders. How it exposes her breasts for my touch.
Leaning forward, her head dips and lids rise looking up at me. She glides her pussy over my already aroused dick. It immediately stiffens.Yeah, baby. Oh yeah.
“Feel good? Want to be inside me? I need it.”
