Ok... had really hoped to be able to make the big 4-0 some kind of wonderful earth shaking chapter, but alas, it was not to be... also, I'm sorry it's so short, but geez was it hard to write!
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Quite a few hours later, Hugh entered his trailer and collapsed on his सोफ़ा, सोफे in complete and total exhaustion. The scenes had gone well, he knew, but it had taken और tries than it usually did. David and Katie were eager to attribute it to the end of the season and “senioritis,” if आप want to call it that… Hugh knew better. And then, Robert had caught him after they finished with their last scene with rather an odd conversation.
“Hugh.” Robert had come jogging up alongside him as they headed off set. “What are आप up to tonight?”
“Not sure yet…” Hugh had distractedly run his hand through his hair, looking off into the distance. Ok, he had promised Lisa he would go home. But all she had meant was that she didn’t want him at her house, wasn’t it? He was going to be miserable wherever he went, might as well be miserable here so he could sleep in tomorrow…
“Um—” Robert was shifting his weight, searching for words. “I think—maybe आप should go home.”
That was it. Hugh snapped.
“What the hell is going on here that everyone is telling me to go घर all of a sudden? आप and Lisa have some kind of intervention planned? Why? Why should I go home?”
Robert stared at him for a moment. Then, sighing, he started to walk to his own trailer. “Hugh,” he कहा right before he turned his back, “just take a little सलाह from your friends. Go home.”
Hugh reached to the side तालिका, टेबल where he’d put down a glass of water and gulped half of it, trying to make the lump in his throat go away. He had a funny feeling it wasn’t going to move.
You are one sorry son of a bitch, his conscience berated him. Forget about the fact that आप promised her आप would go—look what आप were getting ready to do before she made आप make that promise!
Hugh mentally gave himself a British two-fingered salute and closed his eyes, leaning his head back.
You were all ready to hightail it out of here after shooting and what did आप think was going to happen when आप got to Lisa’s? She’d open the door and fall into your arms? Not bloody likely.
Why had she told him to go home? Hadn’t they been on the same page, finally? It had certainly seemed that way earlier in her trailer, but then again… he didn’t exactly have any kind of a track record with this woman that he could look back on to see where he’d gone wrong.
Not like this.
And what would he say, anyway? If he went over there?
He would knock on the door. She would open it, and her eyes would widen in surprise. Would it be surprise that he had gone back on his promise, या surprise that he had known she didn’t really mean it?
Hugh envisioned the look on Lisa’s face before she’d escaped his grasp on set earlier. No. She had meant it.
But he could still try, couldn’t he? He would knock on her door. She would open it, and before she could register that he had lied to her earlier he would be inside, closing the door behind him. He would take her in his arms, and he would lower his lips to hers, and just before he kissed her he would whisper—
He closed his eyes and thought for a minute. What was the right thing to say? She had told him to go home; he had promised to go home…
He would take her in his arms, and he would lower his lips to hers, and just before he kissed her he would whisper, “I’m home.”
Yes. Hugh nodded decisively. It was cheesy and ridiculous and absolutely perfect.
She would realize that he wasn’t just playing with her mind; she would realize that he was serious about wanting to be with her, and they would collapse against the wall—
A major headache was starting to form behind his temples, and exhaustion was coming off him in waves.
Well, maybe they would make their way to the सोफ़ा, सोफे in the living room. Hugh rubbed his eyes. He was tired, after all. It had been a long day.
The सोफ़ा, सोफे would be just fine. They would have plenty of times to make their way around the house. Yes, he would lower her onto the pillows, and her hair would probably be damp from her shower, and it would be starting to curl as it spread around her head while she looked up at him…
That was one look he didn’t have to imagine; it had haunted his dreams enough in the past few months. Lisa, staring up at him, smiling seductively as she reached a hand up to grasp the back of his neck and pull him down to her, teasing his lips with her own, nipping at his mouth quickly without giving him a chance to acclimate himself before she was on to the अगला spot…
Definitely the couch.
And Kapow या Shazam would come running in then, probably, and he would have to fend them off with his foot and then Lisa would scold him for it and get up, leaving him alone and breathless while she herded them into another room and closed the door. And when she came back into the room she would lean against the doorframe and look at him for a few minutes, trying to figure out what his plans were.
Hugh planned on making his plans very, very clear. He would get up and go to her…
Or would she already know? Would she have read his mind द्वारा that time? And what would she be wearing...?
Knowing Lisa, knowing how she loved to get well and truly comfortable at night when she didn’t have to get up in the morning, she would probably have a pair of comfy flannel pajamas on, slightly oversized, probably a little too long so they would be dragging endearingly along the floor as she padded around barefoot.
Definitely the flannel pajamas.
And she would know. She always knew. So as she leaned against the doorframe and looked at him, sitting on the सोफ़ा, सोफे where she’d left him, she would smile. Slowly. And perhaps she would begin to unbutton her चोटी, शीर्ष a little as she walked over to him. And perhaps just before she reached the last button he would reach out and stop her, and undo it himself, and feel his way back up to her face underneath the material, letting the कमीज, शर्ट drift gently away from her as he approached her shoulders, sliding it down her arms as he encountered inch after inch of silky skin while he finally pulled her into him for a real kiss, a soul-scorching breath-stealing no-holds-barred unbelievable…
Kiss.
Hugh licked his lips and looked at his water glass. It was not nearly full enough for his liking, and here he'd दिया himself a dry mouth with all his slack-jawed fantasizing. Grabbing his keys, he rushed out to his car and began to drive, tossing his phone on the सीट अगला to him. A few blocks later it rang, and he grabbed it and answered without looking at the caller id. If it was Lisa, he was going to tell her he was coming whether she liked it या not—it was time to end this charade.
“Hello,” he said, his accent creeping back in.
It wasn’t Lisa.
A very similar accent floated back at him, a voice he had not heard in some time…
“James. Have आप finished for the night?”
Hugh’s voice nearly cracked, and he tensed his diaphragm as hard as it would go to stop it. “Jo. I didn’t know आप were—what are आप doing here?”
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Quite a few hours later, Hugh entered his trailer and collapsed on his सोफ़ा, सोफे in complete and total exhaustion. The scenes had gone well, he knew, but it had taken और tries than it usually did. David and Katie were eager to attribute it to the end of the season and “senioritis,” if आप want to call it that… Hugh knew better. And then, Robert had caught him after they finished with their last scene with rather an odd conversation.
“Hugh.” Robert had come jogging up alongside him as they headed off set. “What are आप up to tonight?”
“Not sure yet…” Hugh had distractedly run his hand through his hair, looking off into the distance. Ok, he had promised Lisa he would go home. But all she had meant was that she didn’t want him at her house, wasn’t it? He was going to be miserable wherever he went, might as well be miserable here so he could sleep in tomorrow…
“Um—” Robert was shifting his weight, searching for words. “I think—maybe आप should go home.”
That was it. Hugh snapped.
“What the hell is going on here that everyone is telling me to go घर all of a sudden? आप and Lisa have some kind of intervention planned? Why? Why should I go home?”
Robert stared at him for a moment. Then, sighing, he started to walk to his own trailer. “Hugh,” he कहा right before he turned his back, “just take a little सलाह from your friends. Go home.”
Hugh reached to the side तालिका, टेबल where he’d put down a glass of water and gulped half of it, trying to make the lump in his throat go away. He had a funny feeling it wasn’t going to move.
You are one sorry son of a bitch, his conscience berated him. Forget about the fact that आप promised her आप would go—look what आप were getting ready to do before she made आप make that promise!
Hugh mentally gave himself a British two-fingered salute and closed his eyes, leaning his head back.
You were all ready to hightail it out of here after shooting and what did आप think was going to happen when आप got to Lisa’s? She’d open the door and fall into your arms? Not bloody likely.
Why had she told him to go home? Hadn’t they been on the same page, finally? It had certainly seemed that way earlier in her trailer, but then again… he didn’t exactly have any kind of a track record with this woman that he could look back on to see where he’d gone wrong.
Not like this.
And what would he say, anyway? If he went over there?
He would knock on the door. She would open it, and her eyes would widen in surprise. Would it be surprise that he had gone back on his promise, या surprise that he had known she didn’t really mean it?
Hugh envisioned the look on Lisa’s face before she’d escaped his grasp on set earlier. No. She had meant it.
But he could still try, couldn’t he? He would knock on her door. She would open it, and before she could register that he had lied to her earlier he would be inside, closing the door behind him. He would take her in his arms, and he would lower his lips to hers, and just before he kissed her he would whisper—
He closed his eyes and thought for a minute. What was the right thing to say? She had told him to go home; he had promised to go home…
He would take her in his arms, and he would lower his lips to hers, and just before he kissed her he would whisper, “I’m home.”
Yes. Hugh nodded decisively. It was cheesy and ridiculous and absolutely perfect.
She would realize that he wasn’t just playing with her mind; she would realize that he was serious about wanting to be with her, and they would collapse against the wall—
A major headache was starting to form behind his temples, and exhaustion was coming off him in waves.
Well, maybe they would make their way to the सोफ़ा, सोफे in the living room. Hugh rubbed his eyes. He was tired, after all. It had been a long day.
The सोफ़ा, सोफे would be just fine. They would have plenty of times to make their way around the house. Yes, he would lower her onto the pillows, and her hair would probably be damp from her shower, and it would be starting to curl as it spread around her head while she looked up at him…
That was one look he didn’t have to imagine; it had haunted his dreams enough in the past few months. Lisa, staring up at him, smiling seductively as she reached a hand up to grasp the back of his neck and pull him down to her, teasing his lips with her own, nipping at his mouth quickly without giving him a chance to acclimate himself before she was on to the अगला spot…
Definitely the couch.
And Kapow या Shazam would come running in then, probably, and he would have to fend them off with his foot and then Lisa would scold him for it and get up, leaving him alone and breathless while she herded them into another room and closed the door. And when she came back into the room she would lean against the doorframe and look at him for a few minutes, trying to figure out what his plans were.
Hugh planned on making his plans very, very clear. He would get up and go to her…
Or would she already know? Would she have read his mind द्वारा that time? And what would she be wearing...?
Knowing Lisa, knowing how she loved to get well and truly comfortable at night when she didn’t have to get up in the morning, she would probably have a pair of comfy flannel pajamas on, slightly oversized, probably a little too long so they would be dragging endearingly along the floor as she padded around barefoot.
Definitely the flannel pajamas.
And she would know. She always knew. So as she leaned against the doorframe and looked at him, sitting on the सोफ़ा, सोफे where she’d left him, she would smile. Slowly. And perhaps she would begin to unbutton her चोटी, शीर्ष a little as she walked over to him. And perhaps just before she reached the last button he would reach out and stop her, and undo it himself, and feel his way back up to her face underneath the material, letting the कमीज, शर्ट drift gently away from her as he approached her shoulders, sliding it down her arms as he encountered inch after inch of silky skin while he finally pulled her into him for a real kiss, a soul-scorching breath-stealing no-holds-barred unbelievable…
Kiss.
Hugh licked his lips and looked at his water glass. It was not nearly full enough for his liking, and here he'd दिया himself a dry mouth with all his slack-jawed fantasizing. Grabbing his keys, he rushed out to his car and began to drive, tossing his phone on the सीट अगला to him. A few blocks later it rang, and he grabbed it and answered without looking at the caller id. If it was Lisa, he was going to tell her he was coming whether she liked it या not—it was time to end this charade.
“Hello,” he said, his accent creeping back in.
It wasn’t Lisa.
A very similar accent floated back at him, a voice he had not heard in some time…
“James. Have आप finished for the night?”
Hugh’s voice nearly cracked, and he tensed his diaphragm as hard as it would go to stop it. “Jo. I didn’t know आप were—what are आप doing here?”