Author's note: I've updated all the chapters, mainly to make amendments to mistakes but I've also changed a couple of names. Anyone who is a fan of classic literature will understand the reference. Enjoy!
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Georgie watched in silence as Jon blew perfectly formed smoke rings from his cigarette before handing it to her. She hesitated before taking the cigarette from him and inhaling the smoke, then passing it back. It seemed like such a cliché, the post sex cigarette whilst lying in bed but she didn't care. He knew that she'd come knocking on his door tonight, he practically told her as much at the bar. Within an hour after leaving he heard the knock he'd been waiting for and found her at his front door with that shy uncertainty he liked so much. She made her excuses with her friends, saying she was unwell and hailed a cab but going to his apartment instead of hers. She thought back to the moment he opened his door and how irresistible he looked.
'I knew you'd come, Sunshine'. He said with a smirk as he stepped aside to let her through. He closed the door behind her and wrapped his hand round her waist and whispered in her hair as the hairs on the nape of her neck began to stand on end.
'Why ya here? Wanna feel again, is that it?'
She shivered at the seduction in his voice and thought carefully about her response. She didn't want to give too much away; she always had to be careful of that.
'I don't know. Do I need a reason?' She asked quietly as he began softly kissing her neck. He responded in between kisses.
'No'. Kiss. 'Ya just'. Kiss. 'Different'. Kiss. 'I'm curious'. Kiss. 'Ya not some dumb ring rat'. Kiss. 'Ya a mystery'. Kiss. 'To me'. Kiss. 'I like it.'
He turned her around so that they were facing each other, eyes locked. She couldn't stand the intensity of his stare so she looked down at her feet and thought about what she was going to say next.
'I don't know what you're thinking but I imagine you've got me all wrong. There's nothing mysterious about me. And I-I don't normally do stuff like this'. She spoke rush and was slightly flustered. He tilted her chin upwards so she was looking at him again. He looked amused.
'There's something different bout ya though'. He smirked as he leaned closer and whispered in her ear.
'There's darkness in ya eyes. Looks like ya've seen a few things. Ya know?'
She stood there silent for awhile contemplating her next move. At times it felt like he was right through her, straight into her soul. It made her feel very unsettled. She stepped away from him, making a distance between them as she spoke quietly.
'I don't know what you mean. Yo-you don't know what you're talking about.'
She didn't wait for a response. She didn't want to see the look in his eyes. She walked passed him and into his bedroom and sat on his bed and waited. He soon followed, with a devilish look in his eye.
'Take your clothes off, Sunshine'.
'Ya don't say much do ya?'
His question broke her thoughts of what they had just done, and brought her back to the present.
'What do you want me to say?'
'I dunno. Let's start on the basics. Where ya livin'?'
'A few blocks from here.'
'Ya don't give much away do ya?'
She smiled at what he said. He was right she doesn't give much away. She shrugged her shoulders and looked away from him.
'Ya said ya staying with a friend of a friend?'
She looked at him surprised that he would remember such a detail of her rambles during their first conversation.
'Yeah, uh Calvin. My friend in L.A. introduced us. But I never see him; he's away like most of the year on tour.'
'Tour? What is he like a fancy singer or something?'
'No, nothing like that. He's a stage production manager.'
'Oh yeah. Is he working with anyone famous?'
'Right now, he's on tour with Lady Gaga.'
Jon pulled a face of disapproval.
'You mean the freak in the meat suit?'
Georgie laughed at his bluntness. She really enjoyed this playful side to him.
'Yeah that's the one'.
'Hmm. That's not really my thing, Sunshine.'
'No, I can't imagine it is.'
He looked at her with a warm smile. It was a rare sight; he usually had a smirk painted on his face. It was only then she noticed his dimples, and the way his face lit up when he smiled. He really was something to look at. The silence between them was comfortable and somewhat comforting. He took one last drag from his cigarette before putting it out in his ashtray and turning towards her. He looked utterly divine in the moonlight shining through his bedroom window. She could look at him all night but she knew she had to leave soon.
'I can't stay; I've got work in the morning.' She said quietly without looking at him.
'Ya breaking my heart here, Sunshine'. He mocked pouted at her as she giggled in response.
'As if. I bet you've got loads of girls lined up'.
He raised his eyebrow at her remark and smirked at her.
'Ya see anyone queuing at my door?' She shook her head trying to repress a smile.
'This is fun, right? No pressure. It's not like you're in Cinci long term or anything.' He said dismissively.
She thought about what he said and realised just how much she didn't want to go back to L.A. It wasn't solely because of him, she really had grew to love Cincinnati over the past three weeks. She shook her head in response, feeling sad about the thought of leaving. He could sense her mood and pulled her in closer giving her a light peck on the lips.
'But now now ya ain't goin anywhere.'
'But work-' She tried to protest but he cut off with another kiss followed by his husky voice.
'Is not til 9. It's just gone midnight. We've got awhile.'
She sighed and submitted to her desire and melted into him. She didn't leave his apartment until 4 in the morning.
The next two weeks were a whirlwind for Georgie. When she wasn't working long days she was having long nights with Jon in his apartment. Some night she went to Jon's after being at the bar with her friends, and some night she would skip the bar altogether and just go straight to his. They'd share lingering looks at the bar whenever they were both there knowing full well what would occur later. Despite the questions from her friends she didn't divulge in any information about her affair with Jon, he was her secret. Nor did Jon and Georgie talk about the future. It was like an unspoken rule between them. They both knew Georgie would be returning to L.A. once filming had finished, and neither one wanted to open up the can of worms of what this fling meant. Right now it was about enjoying the moment, she didn't want to think about beyond the here and now. They also didn't really get personal with each other. They enjoyed small talk and learnt a few things about each other, but nothing more. They briefly talked about family, she told him of her parents and siblings which he thought sounded like an idealistic upbringing in comparison to his absent dead beat dad and his junkie prostitute mother. He talked about his childhood without any emotion and was brief and dismissive. It made her grateful of her family despite not being very close to her parents, they made her feel safe. Thinking about Jon and his family made her want to speak to her parents, as for the first time in awhile she found herself missing home. Luckily, everyone was still up when she skyped her family back home. It was around 10ish there and her teenage sister Lydia was getting her school stuff ready in the morning. Her parents sounded happy, they talked about her older brother Henry who has just moved in with his long term girlfriend. Everyone seemed well and this made Georgie feel a lot better, so she said her goodnights as it was getting late back home. She was just about to log off until she got a Facebook message from her best friend back home.
Elliot Knightley: George, did you get my text?
Georgiana Wentworth: My phone is on charge. Been on skype to mum and dad. Everything ok?
Elliot Knightley: Yeah all good here. You heard about Alex?
She froze as she read his name for the second time in a matter of weeks. Alex hadn't come up in conversation with anyone since her friend Louisa spoke of him the night she first slept with Jon. She was desperately trying to keep him at the back of her mind but he kept appearing.
Georgiana Wentworth: Lou told me he got arrested a couple of weeks ago for wife beating. That's it, right?
Elliot Knightley: That's right, but word has it that he's been charged for GBH for her assault. Looks like she's not taking him back this time and is following through with the police charges.
Georgiana Wentworth: Good.
Elliot Knightley: I hope that bastard gets what he deserves.
Georgiana Wentworth: I know. Look, I don't really wanna talk about this and I'm in the middle of something. Can I call you tomorrow?
Elliot Knightley: Yeah, make sure you do. Haven't heard your voice in awhile.
Georgiana Wentworth: I will babe, I promise.
Elliot Knightley: Is everything ok, girl?
Georgiana Wentworth: All good, just working hard. I'll call you tomorrow.
Elliot Knightley: Ok girl. Speak tomorrow. Night hun. Xxxx
Georgiana Wentworth: Goodnight babe. Xxxx
She shut down her laptop and sat in silence. Flashbacks of her life with Alex hit her like a slap in the face. Of course she was glad to know he was getting what he deserved but in all honesty she just didn't want to even think about him anymore She'd finally managed to regain some control in her life and the mere thought of him made her feel unsettled and unsafe. She thought about calling up Jenna before remembering that her and Matt were having a date night at the movies. To be honest it wasn't Jenna or Matt who was going to make her feel better, she knew exactly what she wanted and who she wanted it from. She went to find her phone, seeing the message in question from Elliot and ignored it to write the text to the one person who would take her mind off the things that gave her nightmares.
You free tonight?
She waited. She knew Jon wasn't the type to be waiting by the phone. Not for her, not for anyone. She didn't wait long though, he text back 10 minutes later.
Jon Mox: I'm at the gym. You out tonight or you just wanna come straight over?
She definitely wasn't up for going out. All she wanted to do is to go to his apartment with getting dressed up or having to go through the motions of being in a bar for the night. She just wanted to be in his arms forgetting about everything and everyone outside his bedroom.
Not out tonight. Just wanted to see you.
His reply came less than 5 minutes later.
Jon Mox: Come over at 7.
Two hours. She had two hours to rid Alex from her troubled mind. Two hours to get rid of any urges to open up and talk about her past. She could do this, all she had to do was distract Jon with sex. Before she knew it two hours had past and she was getting ready to leave her apartment and go to Jon's. It was raining outside and she didn't have an umbrella. Her hair was going to get wet but like the first time she went to his, she didn't care.
