Author's Corner. This one is a shortie but there's more to come, trust me.
A.
John nearly panicked but he thought well on his feet. He handed her the phone, "David called you. I was trying to answer it before he hung up but I missed it." He waited for her to take it from his hands. "He left a message."
She took the phone looked at it for about thirty seconds then erased the voicemail without listening to it. She looked back out toward the game as if the last sequence of events hadn't taken place. John wondered how he would address this.
"What did he say honey?"
She shrugged, "I didn't check. I just erased it." She looked back at him with a sultry grin, "This is a big night for me and my boys. I don't want him to ruin it."
John smiled, well he couldn't argue with that. He sat beside her, her outfit fitting snuggly around her thick, full figure. He thought he'd died and went to heaven. There was a song that his producer had been working on that he was dying to have a strong female lead for the video...again. He looked at her again, if she didn't fit the bill no one would.
"Hey Kasia."
She barely turned her head, just slightly to acknowledge that she heard him. The small action gave him a slight view of her elegant neck and a silhouette of her beautiful lips. He had an idea in his head of what he wanted for the video and wondered if she would be up to it. "What's up?"
"How would you like to appear in my new video?"
Kasia's head turned so head quick he thought she would get whip lash. "What?"
"Well my new album, On Top is in recording stage and I have this song that I think you would be perfect for the video. What do you say?"
What did she say? She said hell yeah! "Tell me about the song."
John cocked his head, wondering where to begin. The song was highly sexual, her part extremely erotic in nature and the story line would cause for her to be as sexy as she'd ever been. "Well it's about a woman torn between her two lovers," she raised an eyebrow, "the hook pretty much tells the story."
"Hmm," she gave him a sexy tweak of her lips, "and how does the hook go?"
She was in a bubble bath, the pink champagne scent tickling her senses. She hadn't had a bath in her home this good and now she was on the set of John Cena's video. And on top of everything else, John failed to mention that the song included the very seductive Trey Songz.
"Comfortable?" the director asked.
"Yeah," Kasia took a sip of the champagne someone brought her. She was so glad she wasn't wearing some binding outfit for this video but in exchange for that little slice of heaven she was not wearing much else. Over her firm breasts she wore pasties and with it a flesh covered thong. As usual, Rey and Shawn were having a fit, concerned that she was tarnishing such a classy reputation but if she didn't take risks she would never get out there the way they wanted her too. The video was tasteful if a bit provocative, but that's what she wanted. To be provocative and classy, she wouldn't do anything that killed her rep, she worked too for it.
"Okay so Kasia this is what you we need for you to do. We actually want to make your day here quite short; you're going to be in the bath tub, talking on the phone, singing the hook. It'll be Trey's voice but I need you to lip sync it. We just want you to be sexy, seductive. You're talking to the man you really want to be with while your man is acting up and he's turning you on. You get what I'm talking about."
She did know what he was talking about because ironically it was kind of the truth. She didn't know what it was that drew John to her or vice versa but there was something that was drawing them to one another and she was no longer buying the fact that it was platonic.
"Okay I got it."
The music cued and Kasia sank deeper into the champagne bubble bath, this part would be easy. For the first hook she was going to just be in the tub. On the phone with John, then cut to being on the phone with Trey. It cut to John being around the world performing in front of fans. She was still in the tub, alone and sexy. The next hook, cut to her walking down a hall, barefoot still wet and draped in a towel. She opened the door to permit Trey into her home. They fell onto the couch, the towel sliding from her body and Trey climbed atop of her. They moved slowly to the hook, making a very convincing performance, Trey biting her bottom lip with her legs wrapped around his. The hook was still playing in the background, as they moved like an erotic octopus against one another. She had to admit, while she wasn't one for rap but she loved this song.
It's four in the morning
She's calling my phone
She want to be grown
We gon' get it on
She says that she's lonely
Cuz he's never around
Says she like style
He can lay it down
He can lay it down
But imma beat it up
And boy would she let him.
"Cut." The director called. "Why don't we break for lunch?"
Trey smiled and climbed off her and pulled her off the couch. She was brought a robe and a towel to clean and cover up. She had to admit, she was probably enjoying herself way more than she should've been.
John grabbed her wrist as they headed toward catering for something to eat. He was trembling, she could tell.
"What's up love?" she asked him.
"You did really, really well. Uhm, really well."
"Thank you," she said slowly. She was worried about him; he looked as if he may have a heart attack.
"You did really, really well."
"Thanks, are you okay?"
"I will be," he looked at her, "will join me for dinner tonight? I have something I have to talk to you about."
Kasia gave him a look. They had only been hanging out since she and Dave broke up, "Of course. Why do you look so serious love?"
"Because this is serious. Go eat, I'll see you tonight."