Irresistible

Seduced by the Celebrity II

Irresistible

Jemma Jones

Copyright
© February 2013 by Jemma Jones

This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously. The material in this document contains explicit sexual content that is intended for mature audiences only and is inappropriate for readers under 18 years of age.

Adult Material

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Chloe’s mind was spinning as she burst onto the stage. She squinted in the bright lights, not expecting the full stage lights to be on. It only added to her disoriented feeling.

“Chloe!” Edward exclaimed happily and Chloe remembered that she was supposed to be on stage; she had been planning to bolt out of the theatre. “Thank you, Finn, for finding her!”

Chloe whirled around to see Finn standing behind her. He had a sheepish grin still on his face, and he ran his hand through his messy hair. At least he had the decency to look chagrined.

“Alright. Down to business. Let’s take it from Act One, Scene Five.”

Chloe looked around helplessly, and the stage manager tossed her a script. She smiled weakly and flipped to the page. Finn was standing across from her, script in hand, as his blue eyes studied her carefully.

Chloe twisted her hair to the side, and took a deep breath. She needed to get herself together and not think about what had just happened with Finn.

Finn Harrison, famous movie star, kissing her.

The hot electricity between them.

And Finn vowing to kiss her again once she pulled away.

Chloe cleared her throat and began to read from her lines.

“Professor, I just have one more question.”

“Yes?”

Finn moved closer.

“You spoke about your time in an ashram.”

“Yes, I did.”

“Did you find the spiritual peace you were seeking?”

Chloe knew these lines were meant to be coy; her character was flirting with the professor. Finn played right along, moving closer to her, and his were eyes deep and penetrating when he lifted them from his script.

“What do you think?” His words were low and husky and Chloe closed her eyes, her mind spinning from the heady sensation of being enthralled with Finn and getting lost in the this small scene.

Finn was beside her, his hand moving along her skin and Chloe shivered, leaning into Finn, remembering their kiss and the way his body felt pressed against her. The heat of him and the hardness of his muscles.

Suddenly, Chloe’s eyes popped open and she took a quick step away to clear her head.

“Oh! You were having a great moment! What happened?” Edward called from the audience.

Chloe knew exactly what happened. She wasn’t acting anymore. The moment had been one hundred percent real and she had freaked out and stepped away.

“I’m sorry,” she called out apologetically. “I don’t know what happened,” she lied.

“I do,” Finn said darkly in her ear. Chloe jumped.

“Alright,” Edward sighed. “It’s been a long day. Let’s end here and I’ll see you both tomorrow.”

Chloe nodded and gave her script back before quickly descending the stage. She lunged for her belongings and began to head for the door.

“Chloe! Wait!”

Chloe pretended like she didn’t hear and hurried into the lobby.

“Chloe! Dammit! I know you heard me!”

This time she turned around, knowing she would be staring into a face she had seen on the big screen a dozen times.

“What?” she asked, her voice harder than she had intended.

“I’m sorry if I’ve upset you, or confused you, or whatever it is you’re dealing with right now. But I’m not sorry I kissed you. It was real and I know you felt that between us.”

“Finn, I appreciate your apology but I got lost in the moment and I’m embarrassed. It won’t happen again.” She tried to sound as professional as possible, and she made sure to keep her eyes on the ground.

“Dammit, Chloe, look at me!”

She lifted her eyes to meet Finn’s gaze, and she instantly regretted it. His eyes were smoldering and they seemed to look right through her to her very soul. She felt exposed and naked before him, and she quickly looked away.

“I don’t understand. What is it?”

Chloe felt an overwhelming sense of frustration and anger. Who the hell did Finn Harrison think he was? Just because he was a movie star, did he think he could come waltzing in and kiss whomever he wanted after mere hours of knowing them? And then to get angry when Chloe didn’t reciprocate the feelings?

“Who do you think you are?” she asked angrily, balling her hands into fists. “What part of ‘I’m not interested’ don’t you get? I understand that you might be used to getting whatever it is that you want, but it doesn’t always work that way. And incase you hadn’t noticed,” she cried, holding out her left hand, “I’m engaged!”

Finn’s eyes came to rest on the small diamond. He seemed to lose his confident swagger for just a moment and then quickly recovered. “I didn’t notice that,” he said stiffly. He turned away, and Chloe stared at the back of his leather jacket.

She felt relief but she felt something else that seemed like disappointment and she did her best to bury the feeling.

“But you kissed me back!” Finn argued, turning back around and coming close to Chloe’s face. Chloe’s heart rate jumped, and she stared at the handsome face mere inches in front of her. Chloe felt her eyes widen and she tried to calm her ragged breathing.

“I don’t give up this easily,” he whispered and he lightly squeezed her hand before turning and walking back to the theatre.

Chloe stared at her hand, which felt like it was on fire from his touch.

A good fire.

Chloe knew she was in trouble.

Wrapping her arms tightly around her, she headed out into the bustle of Manhattan.

***

An hour later, Chloe found herself nestled into a cozy corner of a familiar, sumptuous couch on the Upper West Side.

“You can’t beat yourself up over this,” Jae-Jae said soothingly.

Chloe took a swig of her Pinot Grigio. “I’m fucking engaged, Jae-Jae, yes I can beat myself up over it.”

Jae-Jae shrugged and looked out the floor to ceiling windows that looked over all of Manhattan. “You were supposed to kiss Finn Harrison anyway,” he pointed out.

“I was supposed to kiss him while
acting
,” she emphasized, “Not up against the brick wall in the back of the theatre.”

Jae-Jae nearly swooned. “I’m so jealous!”

“You’re such a bitch!” Chloe laughed, chucking a pillow at Jae-Jae. He laughed and ducked. It felt good to laugh but she still had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.

“How will I tell Ben?” she whispered.

“That’s easy. You don’t.”

“I have to!”

“You absolutely do not. He’s crazy jealous. I know that and you know that. You’re supposed to kiss Finn in the show. Let it go. Don’t tell Ben just to relieve your conscious. Trust me, sweetie. You will do more damage that way.” Jae-Jae paused. “Unless of course you don’t want to be engaged to him anymore…”

“Of course I do!” Chloe said angrily.

Jae-Jae held up his hands in surrender. “Okay, okay! It was only a suggestion.”

“Do you really think he would break up with me if he knew this?” she asked softly.

Jae-Jae shrugged. “What do you think?”

Chloe wiped away a tear and nodded. “Yes, I think he would.”

Jae-Jae came to kneel in front of her. “Then keep it to yourself, Chlo. You made a mistake. Everyone does.”

“But I feel so guilty!” she wailed.

“What is wrong, printsessa?”

Chloe jumped at the sound of Alec’s voice. She hadn’t heard him come into the room. His sweet Russian endearment, made her only cry harder. Jae-Jae sat next to her and rubbed her shoulder.

“She kissed Finn Harrison,” he explained matter-of-factly.

“But Jae-Jae told me you were supposed to kiss him,” Alec said clearly confused.

“No! I kissed him on purpose. It wasn’t part of the show.”

Alec bit his lip to try to hide his smile.

“It’s not funny, Alec!” Chloe protested.

“My dear, there are much bigger things to be upset about. Where is Ben anyway? Not that I don’t love having you here, but I’m surprised to see you on a weeknight.”

“Ben had to work late at the last minute,” she sniffed. Actually, Chloe couldn’t help thinking of what a stroke of luck it was that Ben had to work late. After she left the theatre, she took her time going to the subway, wondering how she would face Ben and what she would say. She called him first to find out when he would be home and he had sounded distracted. When Chloe pushed him for a time, he said he really needed to stay late and not to wait up for him.

Chloe couldn’t have been more relieved.

She called Jae-Jae right away and he told her to come over immediately and he would make them dinner. So far there had been no dinner, but there had been half a bottle of wine.

Alec noticed the half empty bottle of wine. “Have you eaten yet?”

Jae-Jae and Chloe shook their heads.

“Come on,” Alec said, pulling them up. “I just stocked the fridge. I’m cooking for you two fools.”

Chloe giggled and followed Alec happily into the kitchen. Alec and Jae-Jae had a part-time cook, but every once in a while Alec would cook authentic Russian dishes that were out of this world.

Jae-Jae and Chloe helped Alec in the kitchen and the rest of the night flew by. Chloe didn’t feel right about not telling Ben, but she decided that for now, it was the best choice. She couldn’t bear the thought of Ben breaking up with her and she promised herself that she would stay far away from Finn. Or at least, as far away as she could while still having to work with him.

***

Chloe hopped out of the car and hurried up the steps to her and Ben’s apartment. She hadn’t realized that it was ten-thirty when Jae-Jae asked if she wanted more wine. She had freaked out when she realized she had lost track of time. She had checked her phone, but hadn’t heard from Ben, which she thought was unusual.

Alec had insisted on sending her home in his car, and Chloe felt silly. Jae-Jae agreed, saying that Chloe wasn’t getting on the subway this late at night. Even though Chloe had taken the subway hundreds of times late at night, she relinquished, and enjoyed the luxurious ride home. At least, she enjoyed it the best she could. She was worried that Ben would be home already and wonder where she had been, or that he would be home and she would have to try not to tell him what had happened between her and Finn.

To her surprise, she walked into an empty apartment. Ben never worked this late. She pulled out at her phone and called him.

“Hello?” Ben sounded distracted and on edge.

“Ben? Where are you?”

“I told you I was going to be late tonight, and not to wait up. We’re working on a big campaign piece here.”

“Oh, okay. Well I just didn’t think you would be this late.”

Chloe could hear more voices in the background. She wanted to ask who else was with Ben, but she didn’t want to sound like a nutty, jealous fiancé. And she really had no business feeling that way after her day.

“Get some sleep, Babe. I’ll be home when I finish up and we can have an early cup of coffee.”

“Okay. Love you.”

“Love you, too.”

Chloe hit the end button on her phone. Something didn’t feel right, but she couldn’t put her finger on it. She chalked it up to her crappy day and the bottle of wine.

Sleep couldn’t come fast enough.

***

The next morning Chloe woke up to an empty bed. She bolted upright and looked at the clock. It was six-thirty in the morning. Where the hell was Ben? Had he somehow found out about her and Finn?

She stumbled out of bed, walking into the living room like a zombie.