And the winner is … Holt!

Scene with Lucy joining Holt to the smoking area on the patio at the Hollywood Gold Awards (it's my version, well actually my ending with the stuff I thought was missing)

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Arriving near Holt, Lucy hovered over his shoulder to his cell.

- "How's Jasmine?"

- "They took her to the hospital."

- "Oh, really? Was she on something?"

- "Is this for the record?"

- "Would it make a difference?"

- "Nope! Just like knowing who I'm talking too, you know?"

- "You're talking to me."

- "That's what I'm afraid of."

- "No, I didn't see her drink anything that wasn't carbonated all night, so…"

- "Did she seem upset about anything?"

- "Well she ran into her dick of her ex husband on the red carpet. She seemed to get over it, so…Between you and me, she's got bigger problems than that.

- "What?"

- "They want her off the movie."

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- "Who would replace her?"

- "I don't know. But if she looks half as good as you in that dress, then I will be one happy leading man."

- "Oh, God. You're just saying that because I'm emotionally unavailable."

- "Maybe."

Holt stared at Lucy curiously. She asks:

- "What?"

- "Tim? Timmy?"

- "Ted!"

Holt approached his face to the side of hers and whispered in her hear:

- "He's not the right one for you."

- "And you know that how?" She asked as softly in his ear.

- "I can hear it in your breathing."

- "Is that so?"

- "Yeah. It's all jagged and uneven, a little like it is now, you know."

- "God!"

- "Seriously, what are you doing with him?" He asked still comfortably supporting his foot on the step or the high table and his arm resting on the top of the table holding his drink.

- "We have a history." She answered. "Ted and I go way back. It's familiar, casual."

- "Well tell me one thing then."

- "What?"

- "Can he give you what I can provide you with?" He asked very confident, almost smug.

- "Oh didn't I tell you? This isn't an issue for me anymore." She answered teasingly as he stood disappointed. "I guess you've cured me somehow." She said kind of in a rewarding way for Holt. Holt got a held of himself.

- "Alright, but does he make you come like I do, Lucy?" He asked now murmuring closer to her ear in a cocky tone. "Does he know where to touch you, how to play with your body and when to work you up the way you enjoy the most until it blows your mind away so much you forget your own name?" He insisted talking to her in a very sexy way to provoke a reaction in her.

- "What about you, Holt?" she asked back. "Did your starlets and models wannabes managed to get your mind of me?"

She felt his boner on her side while they stared at each other, their daring eyes oozing desire for each other.

- "Say all you want, but I'm not the one pushing us away. You know all I want is you. I'm not going anywhere; I think I've made that pretty clear these last few months that my door is opened for you whenever you're ready. Look, tonight should have been our first date. Now, maybe you're here with someone else but you know you're only thinking about me Lucy. I can see it. It's written all over your face." He stated.

Just as well as she was able to get through to him when they first met and oddly became unconventional business partners, he was now the one who was able to read her. Only Don could do that, sometimes her brother Leo. But no other love interest had gone this far to break her shell. Weirdly, it was not as unsettling as she might have thought; she had always resisted commitment too afraid that a man would get too close to her. For once, it actually made her feel at ease and confidently attracted to the idea that this thing would turn out to be the best. This felt very freeing for her. Hell, it was already different in any way: not only they had the best sex ever, but they still wanted to be with one another even after they got to find out exactly who they were.

She grinned at him for stating the obvious before she left him wanting for more.

- "See you later Holt!" She said nonchalantly.

- "It's up to you Lucy." He replied very serious, propositioning her, staring her down to make his point. She stopped smiling and took off.

As he watched her walk away, checking out her back from top to bottom, he liked the way she was heading in direction of the entrance with style and grace; she had never looked so gorgeous to him and he felt crazier about her than ever.

OK, I know it's not a lot of new things to begin with but I had to set this conversation before getting to the good stuff that will follow shortly.

I hope this was a good teaser for you guys and that you'll check out the rest of my story.

Cheers and please comment. It always motivates me to post more quickly!