Holt looked at her and asked:

- "Got any beers?"

- "Sure, just help yourself." She said pointing at the kitchen.

Holt got up and headed towards the fridge. As he walked away, Lucy felt compelled to observe him, specifically checking out his muscular back and his hot ass.

Her brain was filled with questions and doubts. What had happened during the limo session was a "lucky accident" she thought that night when she got home. But now, after tonight, she was wondering what all of this was because of what occurred again.

Yes she was attracted to Holt, even before this whole thing started, she had jumped at the first occasion to catch him in her web and make him part of her business. But she never expected things to go this way.

There was something special about him; he was able to give her what no other man she had ever been with before could. No one had that kind of power over her; she was always the one in charge, never letting herself go. This was oddly unsettling for her but now that she had had a taste of it, she could not stop there and forget about it. She needed to explore this new part of herself.

Holt came back and sat on the coffee table in front of her. He handed her the glass of red wine that he picked up in the kitchen.

They were speechless.

While drinking his bear, he was just so torn apart inside. His regular self was telling him to get the hell out of her house and run away from her but it was already too late. His deepest self only wanted to be with her over and over again. He was reluctant to admit this but it felt liberating to just be himself for once and not put up an act according to what people expected from him. His indecision left him helpless.

- "I should go." He said. "You're danger Lucy."

She rose and sat in front of him:

- "Then leave!"

They were gazing at each other once again, Lucy touched his thigh and he reached for her hand, kissed it and moved to kiss her. He couldn't help it.

He laid her down on the sofa, got on top of her and kissed her. He could feel her heart still racing from before and her warm body. He put his arms around her back, holding her shoulders. He went back inside of her in one great wave which made them both gush out a moan.

It started to feel very good for Lucy so she turned her head and closed her eyes to focus.

- "Open your eyes Lucy! Just look at me!" he demanded gasping.

He changed his rhythm and Lucy said:

- "Don't stop, Holt! Please." She pleaded.

- "Like this? That's how you want it." He said jaggedly.

- "Oh, God!" She shouted, grasping Holt's back and scratching his skin with her nails while moaning in pleasure.

- "Yes, come on Lucy, come with me."

Once again, they both strongly reached climax simultaneously.

Holt sat on the side of the sofa while she was still laying on the other side. They were both catching up their breath and recovering from their coitus.

At some point he looked at her and broke the silence.

- "I don't get it." He said dubiously.

- "What?"

- "What is this thing? It's so bad but we're amazing!"

She was grinning from his acknowledgment. It wasn't just one way.

- "I don't know but we certainly work very well together in this area." She said jokingly which made him laugh.

- "I know, who would have imagine? This is surreal!"

She almost didn't hear her cell phone vibrate on the coffee table, still caught up in their moment, in their own secret world.

She broke it off with this remark:

- "There goes reality!" She commented from her phone bringing them back on earth to realism, which felt like a cold wake-up call that made them face the ugly truth they had unintentionally put aside tonight. She was the editor of a tabloid magazine, and he was the struggling actor who was on the verge of being a hit thanks to her: an awkward match to say the least.

It was Don saying he had the latest pictures Lucy needed for her current cover.

- "Hi Don!"

- "Oh; hey Lucy! Those photos you wanted, they're ready. Do you wanna come get them or I can bring them to you?"

- "No I can't right now, how about we meet at the office early tomorrow morning?"

- "Sure, I'll be there."

- "OK great; good night and thank you!"

Holt had gotten dressed during her conversation. When he was done, he picked up her robe to bring it to her.

She covered herself and tied the belt.

- "I'm going." He said determined this time.

- "Well I'm going to sleep anyway; I have an early day ahead of me." She replied uncaringly heading to her bedroom.

Hold said "I'll see you later" and took off.

As she got into bed, her whole body and mind felt relieved somehow, like a weight had been lifted up off her. She was lighter and calmer than usual. She started to replay the evening in her head but it didn't take long before she fell fast asleep unlike every other night.

When she woke up the next morning, she felt soothed and relaxed. She couldn't remember the last night she had slept so tight. She got ready and left for work very confident and fearless, like nothing could stop her, prepared to take on any challenge that would come in her way. She was free.