Beyond Famous (Famous #3) (33 page)

I thought about it for a second or two and bit my lip as I tried to figure out a way to get my car back up to L.A. without anyone being the wiser. My hands fluttered along his forearm as we lay quietly together.

"Maybe we could ask Noah to drive my car back up?"

"Do you think he would?"  Cade asked hopefully, and hugged me closer, kissing my cheek. When he lowered his lips to mine, I pressed my mouth more fully to his for a brief, but deep kiss.

"I do.  He's become a good friend."

I reluctantly untangled myself from Cade's limbs and walked to get my phone so I could dial Noah's number.  I told him that Cade and I weren't going to attend the screenings like we were supposed to.  We'd make an appearance at them and then sneak out when the lights went down.   I'd slip Noah my extra key and a note about where I'd be leaving my beat up old Honda.  He readily agreed.  Cade dressed in a hurry and went into the bathroom to call Denise and ask her to send a car.

"I thought Cade was leaving?" Noah had asked on the phone.

"Change of plans.  Change of, well… a lot of things now, Noah," I said softly as a sudden calm settled over me.

"Okay.  That's good, Brook.  I'm... well, I'm happy for you guys."

"Thank you, Noah.  I really mean it," I said sincerely. 

I LEFT MY CAR
parked and let Noah know where to find it and was soon diving into the back of Cade's limousine and his waiting arms. He pulled me across his lap and his mouth found mine hungrily.  I'd never get enough of him, for as long as I lived.  I knew it, and I'd accepted it as something beyond my control.   It was a scary prospect to a degree, giving that much of your heart and life to another person, but I realized as I melted into him, that it was a battle I'd lost eighteen months earlier and nothing would ever change it. 

Shit, it was a battle I'd lost before I was even born.

"Do you think anyone saw you, love?" he breathed into my open mouth.

"It doesn't matter.  I don't care anymore, Cade."  My hand held his face gently, stroking his chin and I pulled back to look into his eyes, my fingers pushing his hair off of his forehead.  "What do you need now?"  I searched the clear blue eyes that looked into mine and then dropped to my mouth.  He was sexy and I loved him; which made me want to rip his clothes off.  His mouth dipped and his tongue laving mine as I answered his need with my own.

"Mmmm... to make love to you," was all he said, several minutes later after his mouth finally lifted off of mine.  I chuckled softly in response.

"No, I didn't mean that."

He drew in his breath and pulled back to look at me seriously, brushing my hair behind my ear on the left side of my face, and then lifting my chin with his index finger.  His brow crinkled slightly and the vein running up the center of his forehead pulsed.  "Um, I just want to be with you and to love you openly.  The whole world knows anyway and I just want to be honest," he said seriously. “What do you want to do?"

I swallowed and looked down at my lap.  His hand closed around my fingers and he lifted it to his mouth, his lips ghosting over my knuckles.  Even the softest touch of his lips could send shivers through me and I trembled.  He smiled softly against my skin as he felt my reaction.

"I don't want you to be hurt. I never wanted that."  The words throbbed across my voice.  "I want to make you happy so I think you should tell me about the thing you want to do once we get back on set.   I just hope we can keep the intimate details about our relationship to ourselves. Some part of it needs to be just ours. You belong to the world already, so I need to have some part of you that’s only mine."  I raised my eyes up again to find him smiling, his hand still in my hair, stroking and threading through the strands.

"It's beautiful that you would speak my thoughts.  Of course, I understand but you should know you have all of me.  This is ours."  I nodded and leaned my forehead on his shoulder before he continued.  "The producers don’t have as much leverage for this series since we’re on the last movie. I’m defying them by driving up to L.A. to be with you.”

“Two weeks until you’re finished with Only Us?”

“Yes, but I'll come back next weekend too, Brook.  I'm done letting them run us and keeping us apart."

I smiled up at him and then snuggled into the curve of his neck and against his chest.  His arms tightened around me and my breath left in a whoosh. "Hmmph!  I know you want us to be photographed, but we're supposed to keep it under wraps until Don’t Forget to Remember Me is in theaters, and that’s still four months away.”

“I know. But if something should just happen to slip through the cracks... well, that's no one's fault, right?"  Cade smiled brightly, his eyes dancing.

“Like what?”

“Maybe if we can't exactly say we're together, we can let a few pictures speak for us.  We’ll arrange a photo shoot with just us; that doesn't involve the films or the studio.”

I liked Cade’s plan. If we could pick and choose carefully and let just the right amount of information out, little by little and under our control, not Pinnacle's, that would be ideal.

"We don’t have to confirm it for sure, but I want to just stop denying it,” he said softly. I’d been the one saying we were friends, never Cade, and I understood what he needed.  Enough time had passed since David was out of the picture, too, so that was no longer a concern.

 My heart swelled and I realized that I wanted the same thing and finally, I was more than willing.  The pain in his face at the hotel earlier was something I never wanted to see again.

I moved over his lap until I was straddling his hips and he smiled up at me while I wound my fingers in his hair.  "Me, too." I nodded.

The lopsided grin that I loved lit up his beautiful face and his eyes widened.  "Yeah?  Bloody hell... really?" he asked incredulously.

I nodded slightly and bent my lips to his.  "Yes," I whispered against his lips.  "I won’t deny it again. I promise, Cade.  I love you so much and I never meant to hurt you.  You're the last person in the world I want to hurt.  It's like hurting myself."

He groaned and cupped my face as he kissed me over and over.  It wasn't long before Cade's hands were roaming my body and ripping at my clothes as he lowered me onto the seat beneath him and we started making out in a mad rush.

"Brook... I love you.  You're the most precious thing to me.  I always want to take care of you, keep you safe and make you happy. I can't bloody wait until we're married."

His words made my pulse race and my heart swell as our bodies surged towards one another.  We devoured each other, body and soul, like it was our last night on earth.  Both of us desperate and hungry as we kissed again and again, kissing frantically, clinging to each other.  His mouth followed every inch of skin that he uncovered as he undressed me and yet it wasn't enough.  I wanted more and I could feel his need consume him as his breathing increased and he pressed his hardness into my soft heat.

When we were both panting and naked, he stopped, running his talented fingers down my body and into the wetness between my legs and I moaned against his mouth.  "Uhhh... Cade," I panted as my hands closed around his shaft, moving on him, urging him to take me, even as his fingers moved in soft circles and small thrusts on and into my body, brought me to the edge of ecstasy. 

"Brook.  Baby... tell me what I need to hear.  You know what it is, love.  Tell me and I'll give you everything you need. "

My mind raced with a hundred things he could want me to say and I longed to tell him each and every one of them.  I gasped and my fingers pulled his hair, dragging his mouth toward mine and I licked his top lip lightly and then pulled his lower one into my mouth to nip and suck on it.  "It's only you... forever.  You're the only one, the only one that will ever touch me like this for the rest of my life...”

His mouth crushed into my lips, parting them and plundering with his tongue and his fingers teased the tender peak of one of my breasts until it ached and caused a new surge of wetness and throbbing between my legs.   My mouth opened to his, sobbing my need into him.  I couldn't get close enough, sucking on his tongue like he was sucking on mine, moving against him and showing him how much I needed him. 

He was so perfect, so delicious and my heart swelled.   He had me panting against his mouth, begging for him to possess me, when finally his legs parted mine and he sank slowly into my body, filling me, stretching me...”Please don't ever leave me.  I have to have you, always," his velvet voice begged, even as it seduced me.

We made love to each other, worshiping each other with our hands and mouths, our bodies joined as closely as we could possibly make them.  His thrusts were long and hard as his body brought mine into shuddering rapture and he followed when I clenched and released around him over and over again.

"I won’t!" I gasped against his shoulder as the last of the shudders racked through both of us.  "I can't live without you now."  I breathed against him, kissing the side of his face as he finally relaxed against me and he surged against me one last time.

His mouth moved up my neck to my mouth, and he kissed it softly.   He moved around my face, kissing my closed eyelids and then nuzzling my nose, his mouth hovering just inches over mine.

"Oh, honey.  Jesus, Brook," he breathed.  "You're my whole life.  I'd give it all up just to be with you."

I knew he meant it with his whole heart and soul because it was like I was saying the words myself.

I wrapped my arms tighter around him as he moved with me to sit up on the seat, his body still embedded deep within mine.  I moved to lift off of him and he held me still.

"Where do you think you're going?"  He smiled against the skin of my breast, lifting one of them to take the nipple into his mouth.  "I'm not done with you yet, my love.  Far from it.  I want to be inside you for fucking ever." He continued to suckle my skin, causing me to writhe against him, which excited him as much as it did me.

I reminded myself that I was the luckiest woman on Earth as his body swelled even more within me and his arm around my waist urged me to move.  Every woman wanted him and yet he wanted me.  It was a gift that I would never take for granted.

My hands wound in his gorgeous mane as I tugged on the bronze strands.  "You are, Cade.  You are," I whispered before our mouths resumed the passionate dance that was us.  Our bodies and souls entwined, this was us. 

"Yes, forever Brook... This is us."

SOMEHOW WE’D MADE
it through the summer, and the final
Remembrance Trilogy
film was set to start in three days, so we were all on our way back up to Vancouver.  Pinnacle chartered a private plane to take most of the cast up at one time; including Wendy and her new
boyfriend
. 

Yeah right
.  I wasn't born yesterday.  I was sure it was designed to be a huge smoke screen in her attempt to keep some dignity in the eyes of the world after her blatant play for Cade had failed.  Her exit from the previous set last spring didn't get a huge amount of publicity, but her hasty retreat was certainly the subject of speculation and gossip by the crew and cast.