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AZARIA'S HOME
los angeles, california
october 13, 2024
sunday
7pm

i stumbled backwards through the front door, drew's mouth on my neck as he guided me through the entryway. his hands gripped my hips in a firm, but gentle grip.

"drew..." i managed to get out between shaky breaths, my hands bunching into the fabric of his shirt.

he hummed in response, his lips moving down to the sensitive skin of my shoulder. "yeah?" he said, his voice low and gravelly.

my heart was racing as his hands slipped under the hem of my shirt, his fingers tracing patterns along my bare skin.

we finally made it to the couch. drew pushed me onto the plush cushions and climbed on top of me, his body caging me in. his lips moved from my neck to my jaw, his hands moving down to my hips.

i was lost in the sensations when suddenly, my phone started ringing from my pocket. i groaned in frustration, wanting nothing more than to ignore it and focus on drew.

"just ignore it." drew muttered.

i nodded, tossing my phone onto the coffee table without even looking to see who was calling. i had the only person i wanted right here.

drew's lips moved down to my collarbone, his teeth nipping lightly at the skin. i let out a shaky sigh, my fingers running over his buzzed hair. the ringing from my phone finally stopped.

his hands slid down my legs, his touch leaving a trail of sparks on my skin. just then, my phone started ringing again.

drew let out a frustrated grumble and lifted his head up. "why won't they stop calling?" he grumbled.

i leaned over and picked up my phone, "it's luca."

"maybe it's important..." i said, feeling torn between answering the call and continuing to enjoy every touch from drew.

drew groaned again and sat up, giving me space to answer the call. i hit accept, and put the phone up to my ear.

"luca? everything okay?" i asked, trying to keep my voice steady. i could feel drew watching me intently.

"azaria! thank god i got you, are you with drew? i have wonderful news." he said.

i glanced at drew, raising an eyebrow. "uh, yeah, i'm with him. what's the news?" i asked, curious what was so important that it couldn't wait.

drew scooted closer to me as i placed luca on speaker.

luca's voice filled the room. "well one, i'm very proud of you two for the venice film festival. wonderful job. two, the movie comes out in exactly four days and three, we're going to paris!" he said, sounding very excited.

my eyes widened in surprise. paris?

drew perked up excitedly. "paris? as in france?" he asked, seeming to forget his previous irritation.

luca laughed on the other end of the line. "yes, france. we have a modeling show to attend. it'll basically be the cast members of the movie, modeling the clothing pieces worn in the movie since we wore so many designer pieces."

my mind was already racing with thoughts of the trip. "so when do we leave?" i asked, excitement starting to bubble up inside of me.

"five days. one day after the movie has aired." luca answered.

i felt drew's hand on my waist, his fingers tracing small circles over my bare skin. i knew he was feeling just as excited as i was.

i looked over at him, a grin spreading across my lips. he mirrored the expression, our eyes locking in a shared moment of anticipation.

"okay, sounds good." i said, feeling the buzz of excitement coursing through me. going to paris for a fashion show with the cast of an amazing movie we'd put so much hard work into, it was all too good to be true.

drew's hand tightened on my waist, silently expressing his own eagerness for the trip.

"great, i'll get your flights booked and send the details to you two." luca said.

i thanked him and we said our goodbyes before i hung up the phone.

drew's arms wrapped around me, pulling me back against his chest. we sat in comfortable silence for a moment, both of us wrapped up in our thoughts about the upcoming trip.

"i'm excited. paris with you again." i said thinking back to when drew and i met during paris fashion week.

he buried his face in my hair, his breath warm against my neck. "me too. this time it'll be different though." he said, his lips brushing against my ear.

i shivered at the feeling of his touch. "how will it be different?" i asked, tilting my head back to look at him.

a small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. "because i get to be with you for real this time." he murmured. "without dealing with amo."

my heart fluttered at his words. it was true, this time we wouldn't have to hide or pretend to be something we're not.

i turned in his arms so i was facing him. his eyes were soft and warm, full of emotions i knew he was still sorting through.

i reached up and traced my fingers along his jawline, feeling the stubble under my hand. "guess i'm going to paris with my boyfriend." i said lightly, savoring the way the words felt on my tongue.

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a/n

expect some short chapters, because the plot leading up to the end is kind of small.