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my hand, pressing his supple lips against my knuckles, looking up at me through his lashes as he did. “You look amazing.” He breathed. Holy shit! My skin prickled. He then opened the door, allowing me inside, and got in behind me. When we were settled, the Escalade pulled off and he rolled the privacy screen up. He then popped open a bottle of champagne. “Are you okay with champagne? Or would you prefer water?” His eyes fluttered up to me as he poured the golden liquid into a champagne flute.
    “Champagne’s fine.” I replied almost dazed and he gave the flute to me. He then poured the champagne for himself.
    “Hold the fuck up!” I screeched and he paused in astonishment.
    “What’s wrong?”
    “Jake, what the hell?” I asked swaying my arms around.
    “What? What’d I do?” His eyes were wide.
    “What didn’t you do? You got a driver? Champagne? Escalade?” I raised a brow.
    “It’s nothing, Reese.” He shied away.
    “What do you mean it’s nothing? This is something, a whole lot of something. Why would you go through all of this trouble?”
    “I told you, you’re worth the trouble. Now let’s cheers.” He saluted his champagne flute at me and we clinked glasses. I sipped on the champagne and it was bubbly and delicious. Totally not satisfied with that answer, I still had so many questions clearly evident on my face.
    “But what do you do besides your films and well, being a teacher?”
    “Why are you asking that?” He watched me sceptically.
    “Because, it just doesn’t add up. Any of this.” He paused for a moment, pensive and brooding.
    “I actually co-own Cave Ink Production Company.”
    “ The Cave Ink?” I was stunned. No. He is so fucking with me, right now! I’m being punked!
    “Yep, the one and only.” He smiled sheepishly.
    “Wait, wait, wait! Then why are you a damn teacher, and the indie films?”
    “I like teaching actually. The indie films are just a hobby of mine and a way for fellow students to get extra credit. When I see talent that I like, I often recruit them for real life acting jobs. I don’t let anyone know because I don’t want anyone sucking up to me, nor do I want the word getting out.”
    “Jake, look at you. These girls suck up to you all the time.”
    “I know, I know. Except you.” He smiled. I bent my head in embarrassment. “Look, I like to live a pretty normal life doing what I love… while making shitloads of money and having the freedom to enjoy it.”
    “I can’t believe this shit. Tell me again why Lena left you?”
    “When I found out she cheated I was done. I invested too much. And when I’m in a relationship, I’m monogamous. It’s unfair. She begged to get back together, but I turned her down. Maybe she loved the lifestyle more than me. Then she left for her job.” He set his mouth in a grim line.
    “I’m sorry.” I tried to meet his eyes. He then smiled at me and took a sip of his champagne. “Where are we going?”
    “You’ll see.” I drank out the last bit of my champagne and set down the flute. “You look better than amazing.” He continued, gazing at me intently, I, reciprocating his gaze. “Can I kiss you?” He asked and I nodded without breaking eye contact. He then leaned in, pressing his lips against mine, his tongue still cold and sweet from the champagne, slipping his fingers into mine as he violated my mouth. All I wanted was for him to take off my clothes right then and there. It’s been ages since I last had sex and all these urges were coursing through my body.
    When the Escalade came to a halt, he pulled away from me. “We’re here.” He breathed, straightening up his tie and fixing his cufflink as I reapplied my lip gloss. The driver opened the door for us and Jake stepped out. He then put his hand out to help me.
    When I got out, I noticed that we were at a very expensive restaurant in Pasadena, the city that’s about fifteen minutes away from Dillcaster.
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