Confused by Love Page 6
"I'm sorry. I would never fire you. Since the day I met you, I look forward to coming to work and seeing your beautiful face. Do you have any idea of how hard it is to keep my hands off you? I told you that to get you on stage. You see? You were worried about nothing. But you wouldn't take my word for it. I had to do something. I knew once you were up there, you would love it. Using work was the only thing I could think of," he says while holding me tighter. I let my legs drop out of the tight hold I had them in.
“You said you was going to take my job from me. You know this is what I love doing and you threw it at me, like I’m going to be okay about losing my job. That hurt that you would use that” I explain before I looked like an emotional woman who can’t control herself.
"Donte, you have Amanda, remember? You’re going to go home and back to her. I'm going to go home, back to reality," I say as I stand up and walk away. He jumps to his feet so fast I thought he was also going to fall.
"You know what’s happening between Amanda and me. You know I don't love her. She tricked me into marriage. I went along with it in the hope I could grow to love her. For the simple fact, I had no one else. Now I have you. I want you, not Amanda. Please don't run, not again."
I turn around and look at him. He is staring right at me and I know he is waiting for my reaction. I turn around, take a step forward, then I suddenly run to him. I almost knock him off his feet, but he has quick reflexes and he catches me. He lifts me off the ground, spins me around, then he kisses me. He kisses me hard. I put my legs around his waist as he holds me in his arms. His lips are so soft and strong, molding to mine. His tongue enters my mouth and I kiss back, using equal force. He pulls away and looks at me
"I do love you Izzy," he says and kisses me again. I don't retaliate straight away. He stops and looks at me
"Don't say that unless you mean it!" I say.
"Oh, I so mean it. Now kiss me," he replies before sealing my lips with his once more.
He stops kissing me and pulls away. "Well, as much as I could be here with you all day, I do believe we have a show to get to. Claire is looking for you. Without a phone, might I add. I told her I needed to make a call and had left mine here. So we best get back," he says before kissing me once more.
He puts me down and we walk out the hotel room. He looks at me and grins. He grabs my hand, bends down and gives me a quick kiss. His lips barely touch mine. We walk to the elevator, hand in hand. We step in when it arrives and ride down in silence as it was full. We occasionally look at each other and smile. The elevator reaches the bottom floor and as everyone leaves the cart, Donte bends to give me another quick kiss. We are walking out the elevator just as Claire reaches us.
"There you are," Claire said as she walks to me.
"Yeah, sorry, had some bathroom needs. Should we go get ready?" I ask as I discreetly let go of Donte's hand. He looks and smiles at me as I nod towards Claire. He nods; he understands why I let his hand go. We walk back to my dressing room and Donte follows us in. Claire turns and says "Excuse me, females only."
I turn and say to Claire, "He's fine. You’re only doing my hair. It’s not like I'm naked."
"Izzy, I can’t do your hair while you’re still wearing that," she says, pointing to the lilac suit.
Shit, that’s true. "It's okay, I'll just go behind the dividing screen and put a bathrobe on," I say as I grab my white bathrobe that has my name printed on the back and make my way behind the screen, smiling at Donte as I do. I emerge a few moments later. Donte smiles at me, and I feel the flush creep up my face as I smile back. Claire tells me to park my backside and not move. We have fifteen minutes before I'm due back on stage, so we have to be quick. She pulls the bun out that she put in for the work suit. Now we have casual, so she tied my hair in a high ponytail with fancy, loose bits that she leaves hanging free. She leaves my makeup the same as it was everyday casual, so five minutes later I am ready to get dressed. Claire grabs the chair and spins me around so I am facing her.
"Beautiful. Now I'm going to sit back down in the crowd and watch you strut your stuff," she says, winking at me.
"Thanks. You’re a star," I say as she walks away. She turns around and blows me a kiss. Now there was just me and Donte again.
"So princess, do you need help getting dressed?" Donte says as he smiles at me.
"No, thank you," I say, blushing once again. "Are you going to leave the room as I change?"
"Nope. I'm quite comfy here," he says, laughing at me.
"Okay then," I say to him. He thinks he is funny, I’ll show him funny. I grab the light blue denim jeans of the rack and the light pink top, neck scarf and the accessory jewelry they put with it all. I walk behind the screen away from Donte, smiling to myself. I drop my bathrobe, and bend over to put the jeans on. I hear him behind me. He takes a deep breath and I turn around, almost falling over the jeans that are still round my ankles.
"Donte!" I say as I almost fall. He catches me and as I find my feet, I playfully slap his chest.
"Never sneak up on me!" I scold him. "You scared the life out of me!"
"Sorry, princess, but the whole reason why I didn't leave the room was so I could see your beautiful nakedness," he says while grinning at me. I finish pulling my jeans up. He grabs the waistband of the jeans and pulls me to him. Before I can protest, his lips are on mine. He pulls away and smiles at me.
"Keep this up and I will never be finished," I say.
"Sorry, princess. You’re irresistible," he says. I lean forward and give him a quick kiss. I then turn around and grab the T-shirt of the hanger. He takes it from me and orders me to lift my arms. I do as I'm told and he slides the T-shirt over my head, careful not to mess my hair up. He pulls it down and kisses my forehead. I smile and turn around to finish getting ready. He walks from behind the screen and leaves me to finish. All I had to do was put the pink bead necklace, a bulky ring and a pair of three inch pink wedges.
Chapter 11
I walk from behind the screen and he stands up again. I give him a little twirl and laugh. He walks over to me and holds me by my waist.
"You look beautiful in anything," he says.
"I think it’s time I get ready to go back on," I say. He smiles and walks with me to the stage. He keeps his arm around my waist and slyly pushes it down to my bottom. I can’t help, but grin. I reach the stage, but before I walk up, he stops me.
"Princess, no chickening out this time. I will be right here watching you. Okay?" he says, watching me wearily. I nod.
"And here is Izzy with everyday casual," says Miss Lowell. I quickly kiss Donte and walk up the stage. I turn nervously to him and he smiles back at me, nodding. I walk out and I'm blown away again. The crowd is amazing.
Before I know it, I have one walk left. I have done all but the wedding dress one. As promised, Donte always waits backstage and walks me back to my dressing room. I am again seated at the dressing table in my bathrobe. Claire starts doing my hair. This time, she grabs some hair from each side and clips them together in the middle of my head at the back. She then curls all my hair. Every time I look up into the mirror, I see Donte's reflection smiling back at me. He makes me feel like a teenager; all giddy and excited. Claire then sticks jewels in my hair and changes my makeup. I have on white eyeshadow, fake eyelashes with black eyeliner and mascara. Then she sticks jewels all across the bottom of my top eyelid, just where my eyelashes start. I actually feel like a princess. This is the best part about modelling; all the different looks you can try. She then puts clear lip gloss on. Claire finally finishes and I stand.
"Oh Izzy, you look absolutely stunning," Claire gushes.
"Thank you Claire! Have I ever said you’re the best? And that I love you?" I say as I hug her.
"Yeah," she replies, laughing. "I will leave you to get ready, babe. See you out there."
Claire leaves the room once again. I turn to face Donte. His face drops. This alarms me.
"What is it?" I say, trying to figure out what's wrong with him.
"It's just makeup," I say, giggling. He laughs and gives me a quick kiss.
"Behind the makeup is a very beautiful lady. Here, let me help you get the dress on," he says as he walks over to the rack. He picks up the wedding dress and I go behind the screen to put it on. I know Donte has seen what's available today, but if someone else walks in, they would get an eye full too and I don't want that. I walk from behind the screen a few moments later.
"Turn around, I will fasten you up," Donte says.
"Do you know how to do it?" I tease.
"I'm a fashion designer, of course I know," he replies as I turn around. He ties up the ribbon back, then bends and kisses my shoulder. I turn and look in the mirror. I am wearing a white strapless dress. It is full of jewels and above the left breast, there’s a love heart made out of jewels. It is skin tight all the way down, showing off my few curves. It has a little train that goes down the back and it has joining love hearts made out of jewels, right to the end of the train. I turn so I could see my full reflection in the mirror.
"Isabella, you look amazing, like a real princess," Donte says, grabbing my hand and pulling me in for a quick kiss.
I get to the stage just in time. And off I go behind the curtains to the awaiting press.
I am back in my dressing room in my bathrobe. Claire is still sitting in the crowd, trying to drum up more business I suspect for her makeup company she trying to set up, so it is just me and Donte again.
"Princess, let’s go out tonight and celebrate today's success," Donte suggests. I'm sitting on his knee and I turn around to look at him
"Me, you and Claire?" I ask.
"Of course, but you can’t change your hair or makeup. You look beautiful and I want to show you off,” he says as he rubs my knee. His hand slowly makes its way up my bathrobe. I know what he is trying to do, and I'm not going to let him do it, not here, not now. I get to my feet and grab his hand.
"Come on then," I say as I tug him up. "I need to change.”
He leads me back to the hotel room and opens the door. I walk into my bedroom while he steps into his. I decide to wear a red strapless cocktail dress. Just as I am fastening up
the back of the dress, Claire walks in.
"Izzy, the photos that were taken today will be ready by three tomorrow afternoon to put in your portfolio,” Claire says.
"Okay, thank you. We are going out. Care to join us?" I ask. She nods and smiles. Together, we walk to the living part of our suite. We sit and wait five minutes for Donte. My friend and I chat about today's show.
"So, would you do it again?" Claire asks.
"Of course. It was like I was never away," I reply honestly, because it was good to be back.
Donte comes out of his room, wearing blue jeans and a black T-shirt. He looks hot. Real hot.
"Come on then, ladies. Let’s go out and have some fun," Donte says, walking to the door. We stand and walk out. Once we’re out, he quickly kisses my head and squeezes my bottom. I can't help but smile. We made our way down to reception to wait for a cab.
Chapter 12
We arrive at the bar,fifteen minutes later. It is a nice, quiet bar. The walls are a light blue color and have multi coloured lights bouncing off the walls. There are tall bar tables, so we choose one that is close to the bar. Claire and I make small talk about how today has gone.
"Claire, it's all because of you. Without you, I would have been laughed off the stage," I say, giving her a hug.
"Don't be silly. It’s your looks, talent, and body that gets you the jobs, babe. I just help jazz you up," she replies. I look at her and smile. Donte comes back to the table with a bottle of champagne and three glasses. He sits down opposite me and pours us all a glass.
"Cheers!" we say in sync with each other. I take a swig of my champagne and almost jump out of my chair. Donte has raised his foot and is slowly making his way up my leg. I try to act normal and hide my blush under the glass, but fail. Donte looks at me and winks at me. We sit and drink for about an hour. We get through a bottle and half of champagne before I need the toilet. I stand up and shout in Claire's ear, "I'm just going to the ladies’ room, be back in a minute." She nods at me and I walk away.
I arrive back at the table a few minutes later. I make a stop at the bar before I sit down, and order a jug of strawberry woo woo, a beautiful cocktail. I sit at the bench and pour the drinks. Claire then stands up and goes to the toilet. Donte comes and sits beside me.
"Hi," he says, smiling.
"Hiya," I whisper back to him. He makes small talk asking about today, until Claire comes back. He is still talking when she comes back, so she sits on the other side of the table. As Claire sits down, Donte grabs my hand. He slides his fingers between mine. We sit like that for a few moments, our hands hidden under the table. Next, he puts his hand on his leg and I think it is just a casual act. Then he slides his and my hand higher and higher up his thigh.
His hand comes to a stop, and feel his erection. My eyes look up and meet his. He takes a deep breath and wraps my hand tighter around his erection. I look at Claire, but she is busy with her phone. I look back at him and he is smiling, a real genuine smile. He lets my hand go and sits back. I can’t help it. I squeeze him tighter and try to move my hand up and down his length, but his jeans get in the way. I look at him with a sideways glance. I raise an eyebrow and stick my tongue out at him. He looks down at me and frowns. I slip my other hand under the table and start to unbutton his jeans. He puts his hand on top of mine and tries to stop me. I give him a 'what you doing?' look and he shakes his head at me. I look at him and smile. I make quick work of his zipper and slide my fingers in, before he can stop me. Next thing I know, I have his erection in my hand. I slowly move my hand up and down his length. It is a lot easier now I don't have his jeans in the way. I don't stop and I can tell he is enjoying it. His erection twitches when I slow down and that makes me laugh. I continue this routine up for about five minutes. I suddenly stop and put my hands on my lap. I stand up and say to Claire, "I'm just going to the bathroom. The drink is going straight through me.” I make my way to the ladies’ room once again. Once I am done, Donte is there waiting for me and he quickly grabs my arm, shoves me in the back in the rest room and locks the door.
"Izzy! What are you doing to me? That was torture!" he says as he kisses me hard. I pull away for a breath.
"Well, you made me jump in the dressing room earlier, so I got pay back the only way I could. You started that by putting my hand there," I say as I unlock the door.
"I will get you back," he says, matter of factly. I turn and shrug my shoulders at him, then walk out. We both make our way back to the table where Claire is. Just as we sit, Claire gets up.
"What is this? Take it in turns to use the toilet?" I say, giggling. "Actually, I'm going back to the room. We had an early morning and I'm exhausted," Claire says.
"We will come back with you," I say.
She looks at me and says, "You don't have to. You stay and enjoy yourselves."
Donte stands, "Actually, I think we've all had enough.” He looks at me. "We will come back with you." I nod and grab my bag of the bench. I stand and walk to the door, following Claire. Donte is the last one out, but he flags us down a taxi.
In the taxi, Donte sits in the front while Claire and I sit in the back. We all chatter about the show – again. The taxi ride takes less than ten minutes and we are soon back in the hotel.
Claire goes to bed as soon as we get back to the room, so Donte and I decide to stay up and watch crap TV. We are halfway through watching ‘The Hunger Games’ when I decide to get changed. I can’t get comfy in my cocktail dress as it restricts my movements. I walk in the bedroom and put on my blue, flannel PJ's. I then grab my fluffy white robe, off the back of the door, and make my way to the front room again. When I return, Donte has changed. He is now wearing bla
ck PJ bottoms and no top. He looks up as I walk in and pats the sofa beside him. I smile and make my way over to him. I sit on the sofa and tuck my legs up beside me. Donte put his arm around me and pulls me closer. I give him a shy smile and snuggle against him. We sit quietly watching the movie. I think I must have fallen asleep, because when I next register where I am, I'm in bed. It’s not my bed though. I sit up and see Donte coming out the bathroom. He sits on the bed next to me.
"Hey,” he says. “You fell asleep, so I carried you to bed. I didn’t want to just walk in on Claire." I give him a smile that takes almost all my energy as I'm so tired. I lay back down and pull the duvet up. He slowly climbs in next to me. He kisses me on my head and whispers, "I can't wait to fall asleep and wake up next to you every morning." He pulls me into his arms as if that's a promise. That’s where I fall asleep.
Chapter 13
I wake the next morning with the sun shining right in my eyes. Donte is slowly opening the bedroom curtains.
"Hey, sleepy head. Claire has been knocking for you," he says as he kisses me. Oh shit, not Claire! I sit upright in bed.