I love you guys SFM!

He's right.

I don't approve, and it really bums me out. All my fantasies of something happening between us this week dissipate before my eyes. Of course, he's a porn star. It wouldn't be fair to the world not to share a cock like that.

A giggle slips past my lips, and then another. Before long, I'm holding my stomach as I dissolve into a fit. I don't know why I'm laughing. It's not funny in the least, but this is my luck. Get screwed over and end up snowed in with a mega hot guy packing a huge cock, only to find out he's fucked half of Hollywood.

The nasty half.

My laughter turns to tears, and before I know it, I'm bawling my eyes out. Everything I've been avoiding hits me like a ton of bricks, and the reason I'm here plays like a reel over and over behind my lids. The break was inevitable, and apparently, finding out my new "maybe" was a porn star is simply too much.

"Shhh." I'm pulled into a pair of strong arms and maneuvered around so that the body belonging to that sexy soothing voice is in my seat, and I'm perched in his lap. "Let it out." He brushes his hand over my hair and down my back. "Let it all go, Bella. Send it out into the universe." He rubs my back and stays quiet for a little longer. "I'm not cocky enough to think this is about me, but I'm pissed enough to want to kick some imaginary dude's ass for making you cry."

I sniffle, wiping my hand down my face. "I'd let you, too."

"Progress," he jokes, brushing my hair off my face and pinning me with a serious set of pine greens. "I'm sorry I disappointed you."

"I barely know you," I say, drawing in a shaky breath. "It's not your place to apologize to me for your life choices." I take stock of my position, perched in his lap, and realize it feels natural, almost like I've been here a thousand times before. "I'm sorry for the meltdown."

"I'm not." He gives me a cheeky smile. "Imagine if you were here alone." He brushes my cheek, wiping away my remaining tears. "I came here to get away from my fucked-up life, and I feel like I've found a kindred spirit." He tucks my head beneath his chin, and his voice rumbles against my ear. "I can't believe our luck."

I weigh his words and find them incredibly relevant. "Maybe this pair of misfits can be good for each other."

"Never in a million years would I believe you to be a misfit," he says, shaking his head adamantly. I can't see it, but I feel his chin brushing against the top of my hair. "I see a woman who's been hurt badly." He pauses and hums. "If Alice sent you here, does that mean you came all the way from Seattle?"

"Yep." I take a deep breath and lift my head, looking into his deep green eyes. "I was dead tired after the nine hour drive. I still can't believe I crawled in bed beside a man I've never met."

He smirks and leans forward as if to share a secret. "A naked man you never met."

I laugh. Of course, he was. "I'm not surprised in the least."

He tilts his head. "I promise to wear something tonight."

My forehead wrinkles as I work through his implication. When it hits me, I shake my head. "No way. I'm not jumping into that can of worms."

He holds up his hands. "I promise to keep my worm to myself."

Worm my ass.

It's more like an anaconda.

"What if I don't want you to?"

His posture softens and he pulls my head back against his chest. "You only have to ask, Bella."

Would you ask?

My heart is full from PornstarWard love!

See you tomorrow :)