It wasn't that Savannah felt bad for leaving David. She hadn't thought it would last. She only felt bad about having him believe that she had left for this job and Julian, which neither was true.
Nodding, she smiled to him. "That sounds like a pretty good time," she replied before thinking on it, "It's been good. I'm really enjoying acting and apparently am good at it. I will assume you know how things ended with Julian from the press. It's one of the reasons I came back. To get to my roots." She didn't think any of that time was awful, but what did she know.
She was a stunning creature. Jesse would be the last person to deny that and he did enjoy how she was, whether there were curves or edges. Watching her finish up with her earrings, he smiled softly.
He chuckled at what she said. "You're asking the wrong person, if you think I know," he pointed out as he moved to wrap his arm around her waist, "I would just say it involves a lot of affection. Thank you. Yes, more than ready." He would assume staying true to who they were as people was a part of being together.
It was good to see that she didn't suspect a thing. It had been a few years but it burned her that she had left him for some big gig and Julian. He long gave up on Julian's part, but he kept someone on her life. He could bail her out when she realized that she made a mistake.
"I have been mostly doing modeling jobs all over the world, some dating otherwise just enjoying my roots. How have you been?" He asked. He wanted to hear some words, like awful, and all that but he wasn't sure what he'd get.
Kenna liked how she looked, it was very nice, though it felt very polished compared to her coarse self. Never did Kenna act as if she was well rounded and soft, no there was edges and curves that went together as a bundle.
Finishing up with earrings, and some bracelets she stepped out and looked to him. "I think we're supposed to look like a couple, however that is," Kenna mused before smiling to him. "Thank you, and you look very sharp yourself. Are you ready?"
"They do," Jesse confirmed before he thought on it, "Unless they have a short interlude in between. The slip? And which one is that? It was very difficult." He gave her a smirk as he watched her leave again. He would get her. She might say no, but he would.
So he went back to entertaining himself before she was finally ready. With a smile he looked her over when she finally was done. "Yes ma'am. So I should be flirting with you and trying to persuade you to take a short break? May I just say, you look gorgeous." He meant it too.
David had always been a gentleman and she had enjoyed it. It made a girl feel special. "Thank you," Savannah replied with a smile as she took her seat and simply looked around for a moment to take everything in.
"Oh, very nice changes in food. Well, then I guess we'd better eat something," she mused as she opened the menu before looking to him, "So tell, what have you been up to?" She was curious what had happened to him since then.
"And people stay in these things for hours? At least the slip makes it come comfortable," Kenna said before giving a small chuckle to him. "Mhm, sure, because it was so difficult. Thank you for the help, now I need to figure out what I'm supposed to do next."
For hair she'd go simple but sexy, half down with a braid but enough flair to make it seem like she cared. Makeup was an easy party, a smoky look would be good. Placing the golden heels on she grabbed the red bag and looked to him.
"Let's get this over with now. Now, don't speak to her unless she talks to you and act as you always do and we'll be fine."
David loved to see her like this, granted, it had been hard work to get the agent to go with him on his idea. It worked though, didn't it? He pulled out her chair like a gentleman and smiled. "Have a seat," he said before pushing her in when she sat down.
"It's been some nice changes, and very nice changes in food. There has been a lot of changes in food in the last few years," David chuckled.
Savannah was blissfully unaware of all the rumors that were swirling around about David. She genuinely was happy to see him, in no way imagining what was actually happening.
Smiling at seeing him, she hugged and kissed him back. "Hey, I hope I didn't make you wait. How are you?" she asked as she looked around, "Wow, this place really has changed a bit since I was last here." Still, it looked nice.
Jesse would still say it was sexy to watch her instigate something like this. At some point he had showered and gotten ready. When Kenna came out to ask for help he took a moment to look her over in appreciation. "I see Phin understood my look," he mused as he slowly ran his hand down her back before even going for the zipper, "Don't worry, we'll get it off, one way or another." He honestly didn't care how it came off in the end. Still with some work they got it up. "There," he said, "A kiss as a thank you?" He smiled to her, enjoying both sides of that view.
While Savannah went to her lunch with David, Carrick familiarized himself more with BBC here and the people. It was another former co worker that loved gossip, Bianca told him a great deal of some of the rumors and going ons here. There was even some about David in there. He wasn't liking the idea.
David waited for her there, glad she was still in the dark. Get her back and maybe he could have this acting thing buried as well. She was much better to look at, anyway.
Seeing her he smiled and rose to give her a friendly hug and kiss.
It was all set up. The cameras were ready, the escort had his instructions and knew the back ways, everything that an "employee" would know. It was a good set up. An appointment was made for the next day to do a big reveal. This part always made her giddy, she was heartless like that.
The dress was the most awful thing she tried to wear. It didn't go on smoothly, she fought with it and then the zipper wouldn't go up.
The bright red was amazing, slit to her mid thigh , met with gold leafing that went to one shoulder. There was open back with the same gold leafing. It was certainly be daring enough.
"Could you zip this up? I swear...this thing better come off without ripping," Kenna muttered, knowing she'd have her hair and make up to do. So much work, it was tiring already.
Jess' eyes looked to her with a light bemusement in them. "No, I definitely didn't complain about the dinner dress and I'm not saying you don't have good style either," he mused, it being clear in his eyes that he was remembering it at that moment, "But in this event you need a big style, a Hollywood style, and I would dare say that's my area of expertise."
He could tell that she was melting slightly, but she had a damn lot of self restraint. "Oh, well, if it only goes well in a personal way, then I won't mind much either," he replied amused. Still, he made no further moves when she pulled away. He ultimately decided to put on an old movie, his guilty pleasure. There was still plenty of time to shower and change later.
What he said made her nod softly. "Yeah, that's probably for the best," Savannah agreed slowly, "No, you shouldn't be sorry. Like I said, I made it this chaotic mess. If I hadn't done some thing, it would be a lot simpler." And she still felt terrible about it. She did smile at him taking her hand.
Maybe it would be easier with no expectations. Also, they did have their trip. If something happened, it was likely then. Otherwise, they could stay good friends. "Me too, though I don't think friends hold hands," she teased lightly, not being able to resist, "I'm sure the trip will be great too. A lot of fun." She was excited to meet his father.
"Or I could, considering it's my body and my style...you haven't complained about what I've worn since. Especially the last dinner..." Kenna gave a small chuckle. This was more fun than it should be. Despite her own objections she enjoyed the touch. "Not unless you don't want tonight to go well...in the professional way."
Touching his arm she moved it later to go and change before starting the extra work. It would be worth it in the end, one step closer to closing this.
"Then...maybe it's best if we don't even think on it. If the moment is right then it will be otherwise we will have a good friendship. I am sorry...shouldn't have gotten your expecations up when things are chaotic," Carrick looked to her with a smile and took her hand. "I guess we'll see then."
It could be easier on them, especially if there wasn't any expectations on their end. "I am very happy to have you as a friend though."
It was complicated all of the sudden. Like a misunderstanding that neither of them knew how to resolve. "Carrick... You have nothing to be sorry about. It's just... a complicated situation and mostly that's my fault for what happened with Julian. You are the sweetest guy and you should do it how you feel most comfortable and not something, because you think it would make me happy," she told him and wanted to touch his arm, but didn't dare with the way he looked right now.
With what he said it sort of felt like the bridge between the two of them had taken a crack. They had always been so uncomplicated and now it was this... "Yeah, I'm sure it will be," she agreed. Maybe it was a good thing she was meeting David. A good talk of things not Hollywood related would be nice.
Jesse gave a pout at hearing he would have to wait. "I disagree. I am escorting you and I want to show you off. I would think I am the best person to decide how to show you off best," he mused, thinking that was very true.
What was a man to do while his woman worked? Not being able to resist he wrapped an arm around her again from behind and nuzzled her neck. "Sure I can't tempt you away from work?" he asked with a small smile. He doubted she would agree, but he could try.
Of course, Carrick should have thought this. Savannah would sent the big chase and expect more. It wasn't fair to either to expect her to keep waiting as she had been. Sighing, Carrick rested back running a hand through his hair. "Of course, I'm sorry, Savannah," Carrick answered before keeping his eyes out to the city. "It is nice. I'm sure the rest will be enjoyable, too."
As long as they stayed away from that subject and didn't try anything else. Perhaps it was a good time to even think on it.
"Actually, you can wait for tonight. It's my approval that matters, not yours. Now I need to do some work and make sure it's all set up," Kenna smirked towards him pulling out her work phone. Burners sucked but she didn't leave finger prints, as much as she could avoid.
Grabbing her day bag, She went to change, as well. There was time for fun but now it was time for work.
Public display of affection was easy for Jesse. He enjoyed affection and saw no reason to hide it. After all, everyone did it at some point, so why not in public? "I'm not doubting it will be amazing, I'm just doubting whether or not it's what I asked for," he mused as he looked to the package, wishing he could look inside, "We shall." Keeping his arm around her, he escorted her to the elevator and then together they were transported up to their suite. "Well, put it on," he urged her, wanting to see it.
Oh, she was doing a terrible job at this. Savannah could hear the annoyance more than clearly. "No, no, of course not," she replied as she tried to think of the words that would fit this situation, "I think it's good the way you are doing it, I really do, and I enjoy it, but you can see the divide for me, right? How am I suppose to believe that you are romantically interested when all we do is be friends? No guy has ever been like this to me, if they were interested so I guess I have to learn a bit." She hoped that made some sense. Gently she did squeeze his hand.
Softly she nodded. "I will," she assured him before looking out, "Yeah, it's amazing. You really do have a great view of London." Whether this was as friends or more, she was happy with the time they spent together.
Jesse was a perfect natural at the public display portion of this. Of course, he wanted her incredibly bad. Kenna was actually found that to be a compliment, though she wanted this strange attachment gone.
"I wouldn't doubt him, he's amazing," Kenna said, at the front desk there was the package waiting for her. Taking it carefully, she looked towards Jesse. "Shall we go up?"
It looked as if the dress would be nice, and expensive.
"Do you want me to be all over you and saying all these things with a wink? I'm sorry, I want to treat this with respect and be your friend, not just have you on the back burner for when it's right," Carrick said, keeping his rising annoyance to himself. The kiss seemed to help a little. "Don't wait or worry...this is your life, do what you think."
He smiled softly before looking out of the glass. "This is an amazing view."
This seemed a terribly complicated situation. Carrick was different from any guy she knew and the whole rubble of her relationship with Julian was still right behind her. How was she supposed to explain this? "I... It's not that I doubt you. You don't really seem capable of deceit," she finally tried to explain, "You just... don't really give of the air of a guy that's interested." That was probably the easiest way to explain it. Sure, there was a touch from time to time, but other than that they only ever really hung out like friends.
Confused she looked to him when he took her hand and was completely surprised when he kissed her. That was honestly the last thing she had expected. She replied the kiss for a moment before he pulled back. Feeling her cheeks flush slightly, she looked back at him. "I understand," she replied, her voice barely more than a whisper, still slightly shocked as she gave a nod. She knew most of those loose ends were hers.
Jesse arched a brow at her. Oh, she was really trying to get him to just throw her over his shoulder and take her to bed. A damn appealing thought too. "We'll see about that," he mused before nodding, "We shall. I am curious what dress Phin chose." If it didn't fit the taste he wanted, he had someone on speed dial. He wanted to show her off properly.
Kissing her neck, he began to lead her upstairs by the arm around her waist. He would get her to admit she wanted him.
"Do you really doubt that I mean it?" Carrick asked before looking towards her.it might been easy to doubt when they only hung out. He'd just need to prove a point here. Carrick reached for her hand and leaned forward and kissed her softly.
Pulling back a second later he looked to her softly. "I don't want to rush anything. It's not for a lack of caring. I'm not ready and there are so many lose ends."
Bait was set, Kenna knew she'd have to stay on her top game for this. She leaned into him before smirking, it came so naturally. "Yes, I know I can," Kenna looked to him with a calm expression. "The dress should be coming soon and I have some other work to do. Should we head up?"
This could be a fun game.
Naturally Jesse let her up for air, not wanting to actually hurt her. It was just fun. He did chuckle when she splashed him. Her words made him look to her with a smirk. "Is that so? You really think you can quit?" he asked, his eyes light. Somehow he had his doubts whether or not they could get away from each other.
He let her get her drink while he as he swam a lap or two before following her. "So... still saying you can quit?" he inquired, wrapping an arm around her.
Savannah gave a shrug. "Oh yeah, the press interviews of who are you dating or who am I wearing are very deep," she mused sarcastically before sobering a bit, "To the extend that you are right now? Not many. I mean Julian did, but he was my boyfriend. Maybe one or two friends. Other than that probably not." No one ever said the life of a Hollywood star was all glamorous.
She felt her face grow hot at what he said. "I was...," she began, but then gave up as she looked to the side. Who was she kidding? Carrick seemed to be able to read her like a book. "I suppose that's a good thing," she finally replied, not sure what else to say.
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