Prologue - 1996
Adam Scott stepped out of the cab that had stopped in front of an antiquated looking theatre. The wind blowing his hair around his face wildly. It was his last day in New York. He had decided to take a week-long trip to visit some of his friends and they had recommended him to go see an improv comedy show before he left for home the next day. He was always looking for ways to improve his skills and he was curious to see what this type of show had to offer. He purchased a ticket at the booth and made his way inside.
The auditorium was packed with what looked like college kids. It had only been a few years ago that he had graduated from acting school. At twenty-three, he had planned to land auditions that would help his career take off, but it was a hard and competitive industry. He really hoped this year would be different.
The lights dimmed and they were told to take their seats. Adam found a spot near the stage and he leaned his back comfortably on the chair, hoping that he wouldn't end up being bored to death. The actors stepped out one by one and introduced themselves. A short blonde-haired girl, whose name Adam didn't catch completely, but he thought was either Amy or Angie, explained what improv was and what the audience would expect from this show. He thought that it was such a cool concept and his interest was piqued.
Once the show ended, Adam was sure of one thing. He was in love with Amy. Or was it Angie? He really needed to find out what her name was. But he was blown away. That was the most refreshing and funniest show he's ever seen. And the fact that it was all done without any script just showcased their talent. She was the funniest of them all.
Adam's eyes were glued on her the whole time. Her laugh was infectious and her faced glowed when she stepped back and watched the other cast mates playing off each other. Waiting for the perfect time to jump back in.
When the cast left the stage, he stood up from his chair and made his way to the back, hoping to catch her and talk to her for a few minutes. Adam saw the back of her head in the narrow hallway and he ran after her. Yelling her name which he hoped to God was Amy because it would have made him look stupid calling her by another name. She turned around and tilted her head at him. She looked like she was trying to remember if she knew him.
"Hi. I'm Adam. Adam Scott." He flustered a bit and tried to calm himself. "You don't know me, but I just wanted to tell you that you were amazing out there." He said excitedly hoping he didn't scare her with his enthusiasm.
"Amy Poehler." She said to him while she shook his hand. "Thank you so much for coming!" Amy said sweetly. She gave him a wide smile. She always loved it when she hears how much fun an audience had during their shows.
Improv was her passion. It gave her a high every night she performed. And it kept her on her toes. It was always nerve-wracking at the start, plunging into the unknown, whether their jokes would land or if they would wipe out completely. But once she got on stage, everything just flowed. Her quick wit took over and she just has fun with it.
"Do you want to maybe get something to eat?" Adam said, in a rushed manner. He couldn't believe he even asked, but he wanted more time with her. He knew he'd get rejected. He was just a total stranger asking her out after watching her show. A nobody.
"Oh, I was, uh, going to hang here for a while." She looked at his crest-fallen face and she suddenly felt bad for squashing his excitement. "Why don't you join us? We have food back here." She offered instead.
Adam nodded his head vigorously, "Yeah, sure, I'd love that." And he followed behind her like a puppy waiting for a treat.
Hanging out backstage was one of the coolest thing Adam had ever done in his life. These people were hilarious. What he saw on stage was nothing compared to a few hours of just listening and talking to them backstage.
He tried not to leave Amy's side and he knew he was taking up a lot of her time, but he couldn't help it. Talking to her was the most engaged he'd ever been in a conversation. She was funny as hell and he wanted to impress her with his deadpan jokes, and he thought he did a good job at it, when she laughed hard at them, this made him extremely happy.
He felt lost during the times when she had to go off and talk to her friends. He was always an anxious person and talking to others wasn't his forte, but he knew he had to try because of the career he'd chosen. So, he mingled a bit with the others. But his favorite parts of the night were when he'd find himself alone again with Amy and they'd laugh and talk about whatever.
When the people started heading home, Adam searched the crowd for her. She was grabbing her coat and she looked around the room until her eyes met his. She smiled and walked towards him.
"Are you ready to go?" She held out her elbow for him to take.
Adam smiled back and hooked his arm through it. "And where exactly are we going?" He teased.
"To your place of course." She winked at him and Adam felt a rush as he realized what she meant by that.
They walked out of the building and Adam hailed a cab. He gave his address as he slid inside, and he turned his attention back to Amy once the driver started heading to that direction.
Before he could say anything to her, Amy leaned towards him and kissed him deeply. Adam's initial surprise lasted half a second before he started to kiss her back with the same energy that she was giving him. He had never had hot make out session in the back of a cab before. He didn't really care if the cab driver was watching because he was so focused on Amy's tongue darting in and out of his mouth.
Adam was so turned on by her aggressiveness, that he had to control himself from grabbing her and lifting her into his lap. Instead, he poured his desires into his kiss.
The motel he was staying at wasn't far and he wasn't paying attention if he got his change back or how much he paid the driver in the first place. Because his lips never left Amy's. They pulled apart for only a few seconds at a time when an obstacle came about, like getting out of the cab and walking up a flight of stairs.
But they were back at it once they were outside of his unit and he tried to fish for his keys in his back pocket, all the while making out with Amy. He was definitely hard for her. And he knew she could feel it as Adam pulled her close to him every chance he got.
They tumbled inside his room, once he was able to unlock and open his door. He barely had time to shut it behind him when Amy jumped on him, her legs cradling his hips and her arms tightly wound around his neck. His arms caught her and settled on her rear to prevent her from falling off. And Adam made love to her with his mouth.
Amy was incredibly hot and demanding, he could hardly keep up with her. Adam carried her to the bed and dropped her onto it. She took this time to start taking off her shirt and pants in a flurry of action, leaving her only in her white underwear.
She was perfect. Adam stared for a heartbeat before his mind snapped into action. He tore off his shirt and threw them on the floor. He was taking off his pants as he crawled on the bed towards Amy. He hovered on top of her as he completely removed his pants and boxer shorts. Revealing how hard he was and how much his body was ready to fuck her.
Amy sucked in her breath as she saw him fully. She reached out to him and Adam groaned as her tiny cold hand made contact with his hard erection. His lust for her took over. He tore of her bra and his hand groped her breast, rolling her hard nipple between his fingers. Amy paused as this new sensation started to build up.
Adam went back to kissing her as his other hand reached down to remove her bottom underwear. His hand brushed against her heat. Countless shivers ran through Amy's body as Adam caressed her inner thigh and his mouth moved down to her breast. He sucked what he could fit in his mouth. His tongue rolling around her nipple. Amy arched her back as a series of moans escaped her mouth.
Adam's mouth traveled lower, tracing hot and wet kisses on her belly. He skipped her center and kissed the side of her thighs. She knew he was teasing her and getting her ready before his mouth made its way to where she wanted it to land. Her hand grabs a handful of his hair as she tries to pull his head up. She wanted his mouth on her now. Tonight, she wanted to be eaten by this complete stranger who was really into her.
His mouth finally latched on to her core and Amy's grip on his hair tightened. She moaned loudly as Adam fucked her with his tongue. His finger found her sensitive clit and Amy had come undone. Waves of tremors racked her body as she climaxed.
Adam couldn't take it anymore, he needed to be inside her. He positioned himself on top of her and gave her a deep kiss. "I like how you taste." He whispered in her ear, causing shivers to run down her spine. He reached for a condom in the side table near the bed. He sheathed himself expertly and then slid his arms under Amy's thighs as he thrust himself deep inside her.
He wasn't gentle. And Amy didn't want him to be. He slammed into her hard but in slow intervals. Amy's nails raked at his back as he continued his slow and forceful thrusting. She screamed 'yes' multiple times and squeezed him hard inside her. The sensation was so intense that Adam almost climaxed, he controlled himself, vowing to let her reach her height first.
His hand traveled low again and positioned it in between them. Helping her peak as Adam rubbed her clit at a faster rhythm. She screamed when her orgasm hit her. And it rolled on in waves as Adam continued his thrusting until he reached his own climax.
He couldn't move for the longest time. Amy liked the weight of his body on top of hers. She felt his heartbeat and it was beating the same erratic beats as hers. She caressed his hair and marveled at the softness. Amy was charmed by this boy who stayed the whole night backstage just to talk to her and get to know her. And she couldn't deny that she was turned on the whole time by his attractiveness and the fact that he looked at her like she was some kind of goddess. It was a different kind of high and what they had just done was a testament to how fucking hot sex was with him.
She felt like she had given him ample time to recover. She rolled him over and she was on top of him. She sat up, sliding her hands on his chest in the process. She loved the way his eyes widened in surprise. Adam thought she was the sexiest woman he's ever seen. Her blonde curls were glowing and he could just drown in her deep blue eyes that were giving him the hottest mischievous look that was slowly melting him.
Amy took hold of his cock, which had hardened the minute that Adam realized that she was planning to go for a second round. And with her on top this time. Amy let herself sink onto him and his hands instantly grip her waist. She rides him slowly and lazily, driving Adam crazy. Just watching her was about all that he needed to reach his climax. Once they both peaked, Amy's body drops on top of him and he hugs her tightly to him.
Their love making had taken all the energy they had left for that day. They both fell asleep in each other's arms.
Adam woke up slowly. Confused as he forgot where he was for a few seconds. His memory came rushing back to him and he looked over to the other side of the bed for Amy. She wasn't on the bed. He got up and checked the bathroom. She was gone.
Fuck. Adam thought. He wanted to spend more time with her before his flight. But that wasn't going to happen now it seems. He looked at his phone and realized he had just less than two hours left before his flight. He also noticed a message from his manager telling him that he had an audition this afternoon for a part in a movie.
Adam was torn, he wanted to stay in New York and go find Amy. But he also couldn't pass up an audition for a movie. He decided he'd go home and return to New York in the next weeks to find her. He knew where she performed, it wouldn't be that hard.
He grabbed his things in a hurry and stuffed them in his luggage. Unaware of the piece of paper that had fallen from his side table and slipped under the bed.
A piece of paper with a handwritten note, 'Call Me' and a set of numbers scrawled underneath it.
Adam makes it to his flight just in time. For the next few weeks, his schedule turned busy when he was able to land the role for a horror movie. And a series of small roles after that. He was trying to make ends meet as his bills piled up. His mind vaguely remembering that cute girl he made love to on the last night he was in New York. From time to time he wondered what had become of her.
Amy's career has blossomed as she got her big break and people have started to recognize her potential. She hardly has time for anything outside of her improv performances and diving into the world of comedy. She's completely forgotten about that handsome boy who never called her back.
That is until more than a decade later, when their paths cross again.