The Remix (The Hollywood Twins, #2) (5 page)

Rachel's mouth dropped open at his words. She stared with shock at him and then turned slowly to face Hanna's annoyed glare.

"I am an adult you know," she huffed. Rachel bit into her bottom lip to keep from asking if she could prove it.

"Well, I guess," Rachel hesitated. She remembered what Hanna had said about letting people do things for her. It was not something she was entirely comfortable with but she really did not want to miss out on such a special experience for Hanna. The idea of being in an exotic location with Kyle was more than a little alluring as well. She looked back at him with a slow smile.

"Well, I guess I have no choice," she shrugged and her smile spread into a grin.

"Great!" Kyle kissed her grin, and the two laughed.

Tony joined them to watch the movie but it wasn't long before he and Hanna excused themselves to hole up in her bedroom.

Rachel sighed as she glanced at the door. "Won't be long before we can't hear the movie," she pointed out.

Kyle looked over at her seductively. "Maybe we should drown them out ourselves," he suggested.

Rachel couldn't help but smile at the idea. When Kyle moved closer to her she eagerly met his lips in a kiss. Everything was finally falling into place, and Rachel felt as if she could relax.

In her room Hanna was shedding her clothes while Tony watched. She felt her heart sink as she realized that it was this, his eyes on her, his hands reaching for her, that she had wanted the most. She wondered as his lips met hers if she had gotten herself into deep with a man she would never be able to get out of her head.

A week later Tony called Hanna up to let her know they had some studio time in Ocean Way, one of the nicest recording studios in Hollywood. Hanna was looking forward to checking it out and working on her remix. Tony offered to pick her up and she agreed. She was actually nervous as she waited for him to arrive. They had seen each other on and off throughout the week, but Hanna had been holding back. She would make excuses as to why she could not see him every day, and had even told him one night that she was just too tired for him to stay over. She was sure that she had to play it cool in order to keep from falling for him. He was so handsome and kind that there were not too many flaws she could focus in on to distance herself from him. So when he arrived at the apartment Hanna offered him a light smile but did not bother to kiss him. Tony watched her as she grabbed her jacket and purse. He had noticed the way she was acting so strangely but he had not said anything about it. He wanted their relationship to continue to grow and was afraid if he pushed her too hard she might back off entirely.

"Been busy?" he asked as she walked past him out the front door of the apartment.

"Oh yeah, you know," she shrugged. "Always something to do."

He grabbed her arm lightly as she started to walk down the hall. She turned back, expecting him to ask her a question or announce that she had forgotten something, instead he pulled her firmly to him and drew her into an intoxicating kiss that left her breathless. When he pulled away he smirked a little.

"Glad you could make time for me," he murmured. Hanna did not know what to say as he hooked his arm around hers and led her down the hall, but she was sure she had never felt her knees buckle the way they had when he kissed her.

When they arrived at the studio Hanna's uncertainty about how to act around Tony was abandoned. She was so thrilled to be inside the studio and actually get to work there as a producer. She and Tony worked together on the mix, and their instincts were nearly identical. Hanna would point out a rhythm that was slightly off, he would notice a gap in the melody, and they both wound up admiring each other’s skill and ability to listen so closely to the music that was played. The engineer was even impressed as he bobbed his head to the music.

"Great remix you have here," he announced. Hanna smiled and continued to work on the song. When they were just about finished she noticed that Tony was paying more attention to her than the music. He kept glancing at her while she worked, and each glance became more heated with passion. This had a strong effect on Hanna too as she shifted in the stool she sat in.

"Uncomfortable?" he asked and leaned back, patting his knee slightly, as if she should just hop on.

She laughed and shook her head as she remembered how much fun it was to sit in his lap and work on GarageBand together. This was ten times better, in a real studio.

When they had completed as much as they could, as distracted as they were, Tony pulled the engineer aside.

"You can take the rest of the night off," he whispered to him.

"Alright," the engineer grinned as he looked past him for one more glance at Hanna. "Go for it man," he gave Tony a light pat on his back. Once the engineer left, Tony walked over to Hanna who was still playing with the DJ board.

“Do you have any idea how sexy you look sitting in front of that table?” he asked in a low whisper from just beside her. Hanna looked up sharply.

“Tony,” she warned, thinking that the engineer was still there.

“We're all alone,” he assured her. “Which means I can finally do what I have been thinking about doing all night.”

He lifted her easily on top of the table. She was wearing a short loose skirt and a button down blouse. He had been dreaming about undressing her all night.

“Oh you're naughty,” Hanna smiled smugly as he began to kiss at her knees. He brushed her skirt up along her thighs as his lips traveled further along her tender skin. Hanna leaned her head back to draw in a deep breath as he began to stir a deep passion within her. She could not believe this was happening but could not think of a better fantasy. He slid his hands beneath her skirt and hooked his fingers in her panties. She lifted her bottom off of the table enough that he could draw them all the way down. He pulled them free of her ankles and then returned his attention to the now bare and welcoming center of her desire. His soft kisses were a subtle prelude to the hunger that he displayed when his tongue flickered out and began to caress her. Hanna felt as if she would melt as he strummed her expertly with his tongue, coaxing her into a more and more aroused state. Hanna had to clench the sides of the table when he closed his mouth around her tender mound and suckled.

“Tony,” she gasped out, her breaths short. “Oh please don't stop,” she encouraged him as her fingers wound within his brown hair and clutched the strands tightly. Tony had no intention of stopping. His tongue became more insistent, his teeth grazing, and his mouth tasting every drop of fluid that she offered. He was moaning at the pleasure of being able to please her, and Hanna was crying out with the sharp but loving suckles of his mouth. He had a way of bringing her to the very edge and keeping her there, waiting for that ultimate rush of pleasure. It was not long before the exploration of his tongue inspired her to cry out with desperation. Tony, hearing the need in her voice, devoured her even more passionately and finally she was able to fully embrace her orgasm. Her body was trembling against his hands which were stroking and caressing her thighs and her breasts through her blouse. The sensations combined with the throbbing waves of her orgasm were enough to make Hanna whimper with pleasure.

“Oh my god, amazing,” she sighed as he continued to tantalize her until he was sure that she was satisfied.

He pulled her down into his arms and leaned up for a kiss. Hanna was blown away by how easily he was able to hit all of the right spots for her.

“I see how you got your nickname,” she said breathlessly as she was still recovering.

“Oh you haven't seen anything yet,” he promised, his eyes dancing with mischief.

Hanna rested her head against his shoulder as she enjoyed the final waves that rushed through her and the warmth of his body so close to hers. She intended to see everything he would offer.

Two weeks of barely contained excitement slipped by as the sisters prepared for their impending journey. Hanna was very excited about getting to meet Kimberly Cole and would chatter nonstop about what a great artist she was and how she was sure that they would get along famously.

"Well, she does seem like a good person," Rachel agreed as she pulled their suitcases out of the hall closet. It felt as if they had been waiting forever to actually start packing. Now they finally could, and there was so much to do.

"I can't believe we're actually going," Hanna sighed happily as she draped herself across the couch dramatically.

"All because of you Hanna," Rachel reminded her.

"I know," Hanna smiled. "I still can't believe it though. It's like a dream."

Rachel sat down beside her sister and grasped her hands loosely. "Your talent made this happen Hanna, and you should be really proud of yourself."

Hanna nodded. She finally was. She felt very confident, and with Tony to bolster her self-esteem she was even beginning to think it would not be so bad to give love another try.

"And Kyle," Hanna pointed out. "He made this happen too."

Rachel smiled a little. "Yes he did, he's a very good guy."

For once the two of them were both in relationships and so far they were going very well. That was a nice change for both of them.

"But what will we wear?" Hanna chirped out as she jumped up from the couch. What happened next was a completely chaotic stripping of closets. Hanna would snatch something of Rachel's and Rachel would criticize the skimpy clothes that Hanna was stacking up in her suitcase. In the end the twins ended up packing nearly every bit of clothing they owned.

Kyle arrived in the middle of all of the chaos. He looked over the blouses strewn across the couch and the bathing suits draped across the kitchen counter and had to laugh.

"Hey, are we moving or visiting?" he called out.

Rachel poked her head out of her bedroom. "Hush, we have no idea what the weather will be like."

Kyle chuckled and made some room for himself on the couch. "You just let me know if you need any help with anything," he said as he settled in for a long wait.

"Oh, do you want to model for us?" Hanna called out from her bedroom. She then waltzed out with the tiniest bikini that she owned.

"I don't think that would look too good on me," Kyle joked.

"Hm, we won't know until you try honey," Rachel chimed in as she lugged her suitcase out into the living room.

Kyle stared at the large suitcase. "That's a lot-" he started to say until Hanna tugged her suitcase out of her room. Its seams were bulging.

"I had to leave some things behind," she sighed.

Kyle shook his head and laughed good naturedly. "Alright, no problem," he said as he wondered how he was going to get those suitcases from the apartment to the trunk of his car.

"Well how much did you bring?" Rachel asked when they reached his car. Kyle popped his trunk to display the single small duffel bag that he had packed. Both girls looked at him in shock.