Accidental Meeting (Accidental Hook-Up 3)

I can’t stop thinking about him though. I keep darting my eyes towards him and soaking that little bit more of him in. He’s warming me up in a deep sunshine, he’s like a drug, and I need another hit. I have never been a one-night stand type of girl, I move much slower and always hope for love, but if I was ever going to jump into bed with a man that I have only just met, it would be him.

“Hi.” He seems to notice me staring at him and he offers me his hand to break the weird tension. “Shane Valentine.”

“Valentine? Like, the day?” Urgh, why the hell did I just say that?

He laughs, as if he hasn’t heard that a million times which I’m sure he has. “Yes, I guess so. I don’t know if I’m quite as romantic as the day though.”

Hmm, no I imagine not. He seems more like a rough and ready kinda guy to me. The sort who would throw you around the bedroom and drive you wild, but then never call again. I don’t have to go that far with him but I don’t see why conversation can’t be had. It’ll be nice to have some small talk with another person. A nice end to a crazy day.

“Tia Cooke.” I take his hand and immediately shudder under the power of the electricity that he has been bolting through me. “Nice to meet you.”

He turns away for a second and I don’t know what the hell makes me do it but I sneak out my cell phone and snap a sneaky picture of his profile. I half consider sending the picture to Holly and Paula just to show them that I’m having a good time with a handsome man in LA, that this is all good, but instead I slide my phone away. I don’t know if that’s a good idea after all, I don’t know if they will want to see that.

I’m not really close enough to anyone to share this with anymore. This will have to be a moment just for me.

Chapter Two – Shane

“Tia Cooke, huh?” I smirk at the sweet young thing sitting next to me. She appears to be about twenty-three years old, a decade younger than me, and she’s very pretty for it. Blonde hair styled in a pixie cut, a petite curvy body, swollen chest, a heart-shaped face, and lovely green eyes. Sweet… too sweet for me. “Nice name.”

I avert my eyes around the room looking for someone a little sultrier, experienced, kinky. This girl isn’t the one who’s coming home with me tonight, I would eat her alive. She needs a nice preppy boy, the sort who would treat her like a princess, who would be a gentleman for her. That isn’t me. I’m not tame, I don’t treat women well, I’m not there to be someone’s boyfriend. Just for a hot night of fun.

And it’s always hot. That’s what I don’t think this sweet little girl can handle.

“What are you drinking?” Tia asks, dragging my attention back to her. I find myself not too bothered actually, I don’t mind my focus being on her, even if she isn’t my usual taste. “It looks strong.”

“Oh yeah? You in the mood for something strong?” I wink and lift my tumbler. “It’s brandy.”

I expect her to nod and turn away, even that might be too much for her, but she immediately grabs the attention of the barmaid and asks for one of whatever I’m having. That surprised me. Maybe there is more to her…

I turn my whole body towards her and watch intently as she takes a sip. She makes a little face but she doesn’t look horrified as she immediately goes on to drink some more. Color me shocked. I like it.

“Having one of those days, Tia?” I ask with yet another smirk. “One that needs a strong drink?”

“Hmm, something like that, yes.” She rolls her eyes. “How about you? Or is this what you always drink?”

I ignore the question about me. “What do you do for a living that’s so stressful?”

“I’m trying to be an actress.” Ah, standard here. Everyone is trying to get into the show biz industry here. Everyone except for me. I prefer to make my fortune under the surface so no one gets to know me. I can’t see the appeal of being photographed wherever I am. “And today I was taken from my extra role and given a teeny tiny part. Only… I think I pissed off the star of the movie and I might have to work with her again.”

“Ooh, that sounds juicy!” I laugh. “Anyone I know?”

“Olivia Becan. I don’t know if you’ve heard of her or not.”

Not only have I heard of her, I fucked her a while back. Maybe two years ago when she was just rising into the fame world. She isn’t top of the rung of fame, but she’s doing well for herself. She was fun though; in the bed I mean. I don’t know anything about her personality, I never bothered to find out.