Chapter 151: You mean a lot to me
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It was amazing having Lane at the studio with us. The guy was a genius when it came to scenes and setting everything up perfectly. He was currently working with Oliver on a set that we were going to use this weekend for our first video.
Lynn and luis were over working on the cameras and detangling the rat's nest of wires, and I went through the roster of all the new actors and actresses. The hardest part was pairing the right couple for a scene. If they had zero chemistry or didn't look good together, it could throw off the entire scene.
"How's it going over here?"
I glanced over my shoulder the moment I felt heat against my back. Brooke stood within an inch of me as she batted her eyes and glanced down at the clipboard in my hand.
Clearing my throat, I stepped away from her before I glanced back down at the roster. "It's going fine. I'm just trying to figure out who to pair up for this weekend."
She stepped up to me again and stole a glance at the names before her perfectly manicured finger pointed at a few.
"She has a really nice tight pussy that likes to swallow big juicy cocks. And that one likes her ass fingered deep while she gags on a cock." She pressed her breasts against my arm as I groaned in frustration.
I nervously glanced around, holding my gaze on lynn as she paused her work and stared over at us.
"Brooke, what are you doing?" I turned my gaze back to her, giving one of my angry scowls.
"What? I'm just trying to help."
"Your seductive words may work on a normal guy, but you should know better with me. Keep this professional, Brooke."
She held her hands up in surrender. "I wasn't trying to pull anything. What's got your briefs in a twist? Don't you remember how much you like dirty talk? Or is that not a thing anymore?"
Memories from my brief time with her filled my head. She was the queen of dirty talk and I had thoroughly enjoyed it as a kid. I mean, I still enjoyed dirty talk, but not from her or anyone else.
"I'm with lynn now, Brooke. If you can't respect that or my boundaries, this isn't going to work out."
She fully stepped away from me. "I'm sorry. I'm just not used to this new Drake. It won't happen again." Then she turned and marched away but not before I saw her glance over her shoulder and wink at me.
I let out a groan as I turned and looked at lynn. She still had her eyes glued in our direction and I didn't blame her. The look of sadness swept across her face and sucker punched me in the gut. I hated that she felt this way, and as I went to go talk to her, I was stopped when my office phone rang. Groaning, I spun on my heels and stormed for my office to catch the caller before I was too late.
"Hudson Productions, Drake speaking," I greeted.
"Drske, it's Kristoph."
All the blood drained from my face as I slumped down in my chair.
"What the hell do you want?" I growled into the phone. I wanted to know why this fuck was calling me, or how he even got this number. It was too new to be searchable and only my main contacts had it at the moment.
He sighed. "I'm not trying to cause problems, Drake. We were friends at one point if you remember. And as a friend, I thought I should call and warn you that there's been a Diego Hudson speaking with the President of XXX Studios. He claims to be your brother. It doesn't look good, man."
I pinched my brow as I took in his words. What the fuck was Diego playing at here?
"Is that all you have for me?"
"Yeah. For now, anyway. I'll call you if I find out anything more."
I hated that my trust for Kristoph came back so quickly, but I had to, right? He called and told me something like this and he didn't have to. Now I had to figure out what my brother was playing at before something bad happened. Jesus!
We hung up and I couldn't stop staring at my desk. Nothing had been going right lately and I wanted to pull my fucking hair out. Somedays I wanted to pack me and lynn up and get the fuck out of here. We could literally go anywhere and start a new life together.
A light knock on the door pulled me out of it, and I was so thankful to see Lynn's face pop in.
"You busy?" She whispered.
I sat back and smiled at her. "Nah, I'm never busy for you." I patted my lap as she stepped in and closed the door behind her.
She slowly made her way over to me and sat on my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck. I held her tightly to my chest as I laid my head on hers. All the tension in my shoulders melted away when her scent filled my nose.
"Is everything okay?" She softly inquired.
I chuckled against her chest before I blew out a breath. "Everything's fine," I lied. There was no reason to lie to her other than the fact that I just wanted five minutes with my girl without there being something wrong. I'd tell her about Kristoph's call later, but right now I just wanted to hold her.
"What, um, what was that thing with Brooke a moment ago? You looked stressed."
"She was being inappropriate with her words and I shut her down." I finally leaned back and looked up into her eyes. "Nothing toward me but she talked about the actresses on my roster, using very colorful descriptions. She was just trying to get a rise out of me."
Lynn tensed in my arms before I grabbed her chin and forced her to look at me. I didn't need her closing down on me now. I needed her.
"You don't have to worry about her. You don't have to worry about a thing when it comes to me, babe. I love you and only you."
Her lips turned into a small smile as she nodded. "It's just hard sometimes." She framed my face, tracing her thumb across my bottom lip as I parted them for her. "But I trust you," she whispered.
Those words meant everything to me. She would never know how much she truly meant to me because there weren't enough words in the human language to explain it.
"You have no idea how much that means to me, sweetheart," I whispered back.
She lowered her lips to mine and gently brushed them against mine. I kissed her bottom lip, then her top as my fingers dug into her hip. She moved her ass in my lap, grinding against my growing erection. I knew it probably wasn't the right place for this, but I'd give anything to claim her on my desk. I'd sit here with a grin every day just thinking about what I had done to her on it.
