Chapter 38: The party
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"We were thinking about entering that threesome you had back in New York about a month ago. What do you think?"
I remember that shoot very well. My dick was a champ all day long and I didn't even need a little blue pill to keep him alive. Being with two women at the same time, though, was fucking killer on my control. I remember almost blowing my load several times before I finally got the go head to do just that.
"That's a good one. Yeah, enter that one," I replied.
"Perfect. I'll contact Missy and Dezzy and let them know. They will have to join you at the awards ceremony in case you win, though. You cool with that?" Kristoff asked for the first time ever. Normally, I just did as he said when it came to the ceremony because he knew how much I hated huge events like that.
"Yeah, that's cool." And it actually was. They were both very professional and I got along great with them. What made it even better was the fact that neither of them tried to get with me off of camera. They were some cool chicks.
Kristoff went back to computer work and I wanted to take a break. I grabbed my phone and headed into the hallway, hovering over the one name in my phone that always pissed me off. I hit the call button and pressed my phone to my ear, begging her to answer this time.
But it just rang and rang and rang.
"Hey, it's Dakota!! You know what to do!"
The beep greeted me and I felt my veins pop out on my neck.
"Dakota, this is Drake. Where the fuck are you? Call me back right away!" I hit end and gripped the phone in my hand, almost breaking the cocksucker.
Where the fuck is that girl? She's lucky I even give her two seconds of my time and then she pulls this shirt? I should have known better that she would never change. Once a druggy whore; always a druggy whore.
"Drake?"
At the mention of my name, I spin toward the voice and have to fight the urge to run. Monique, the last woman I kicked from my bed before a shoot, was sauntering right toward me. She didn't seem to be pissed off anymore but I was in no mood for her bullshit today.
"Hey, Monique. What brings you in here today?" I asked dryly, hoping she could hear the boredom in my tone.
She stepped right up to me and ran her perfectly manicured hand up my chest, eye fucking me right here in the middle of the hallway.
"I came in to go over edits with my guy. I thought I heard your voice out here so I thought I'd come say hi." She batted her long, fake lashes at me. "Got any plans tonight? I'm throwing a cast party at my place. Pool party style." Her eyes went straight for my dick. "Clothes aren't required."
I grabbed her hand and pulled it from my chest, trying to step away from her.
"I've got plans tonight, but I hope your party is a success," I lied. I've been to her parties before. They were literally a giant orgy with free booze. I've never been to one since.
Her bottom lip pouted as she tried to touch me again. "Why don't you ever want to hangout with any of us? Think you're better than the rest of us? Face it, babe, you fuck on camera for money just like the rest of us. What gives?"
I chuckled, shaking my head. "I don't think I'm better than anyone, Monique. I just have plans is all."
"Oh, and what's her name?"
I felt my jaw clench and knew I didn't owe her an explanation. So, instead of telling her that it was none of her fucking business, I took the easier route.
"My plans don't include another person."
She looked a bit confused but said nothing more on the matter, shrugging her shoulders.
"If you say so. Well, you'll be missing out. I hope to shoot with you next month, cutie." She blew me a kiss before spinning on her heel, sauntering back down the hallway away from me.
My blood was boiling from that little interaction and I needed some air. That woman could get under my skin unlike anyone else and if I have it my way, she will never shoot with me again. In fact, I will make sure to take her off my list of co actresses. Kristoff won't question it as it wouldn't be the first time I've done that and while I'm at it, I'll add that bitch from the yacht as well. I don't plan on working with either of them ever again.
When I stepped out into the parking garage beneath the building, my Audi came into view and I had the urge to just leave. Kristoff wouldn't question my motives and I seriously just needed to get out of here. Ever since I met Lynn, I've questioned everything about my life and career and it wasn't getting any easier. Thoughts about what I wanted to do to her tonight invaded my mind and my dick began to come alive. Yeah, I need to get the fuck out of here and clear my head.
And the one place that always cheered me up was a visit to Deb at the diner, so I jumped into my Audi and peeled out of the parking garage as if I were on a mission.
