Hi everyone, I'm sorry for the delay again, I'm just having major writers block when it comes to this fic, I think I'm sensing the end is nearing? :( It has been amazing to write though, and not for a few more chapters.

Thanks to my reviewers. and read Love Begins :P

"Marissa are you sure we have to go to this?" Ryan asked her, Marissa smiled and lent across to catch his lips in a kiss.

"I'm sorry baby, but I really have to, its work." Ryan felt the limo stop, and Marissa took a deep breath, Ryan leant over again and whispered lightly in her ear.

"But all I have been able to think about since I saw you on the runway, is you, in lingerie, preferably in our bed" Marissa blushed at his words.

"hmmm, I want that to" Marissa told him, succumbing to his words as Ryan kissed her neck.

"Great then, Driver, Sunset Boulevard Complex, Hollywood Hills" Ryan told the limo driver, smiling smugly,

"No driver, were staying here" Marissa said more to Ryan.

"Come on, Ryan you will love it," Marissa tried to tell him enthusiastically, Ryan looked at her, questioning her reasons.

"Oh yeah, because I really love big fancy parties with paparazzi and a red carpet and television cameras" Ryan said sarcastically. Marissa sighed dramatically, she still hadn't told Ryan that she was meant to be going to Paris, she kind of hoped he would come with her, but if he wont even do one red carpet event, there is little point of him even coming to Europe with her.

"Ryan, this isn't something I want to do, something I have to do. Look, all people are going to do is ask questions about us, and I would rather have at my side when I answer them," Marissa told him stubbornly, folding her arms over her chest.

"But you obviously don't care about anything I do in my job, so you can just go, I will see you at home later" Marissa said angry at him, and it didn't help that that Ryan smiled as she said home and laughed at her slightly.

"I forgot how bad your mood swings could get" Ryan told her as she turned to widen her eyes and have a shocked expression on her face.

"Are you calling me some crazy pregnant woman Ryan?" Marissa asked him incredulously, Ryan smiled at her again, and she felt nothing but anger towards him at that moment.

"Yes, that's exactly what you are, but your not any pregnant woman, you're my pregnant woman, and your pregnant with my baby, so it makes everything ok" Ryan said leaning across and kissing her cheeks, feeling her smile at him.

"Nice save"

"Thanks"

"Look when we get home, we can do all the things you want, but first, I really need to show my face, to show Jake and the other people who have been saying things about me, that they aren't right, that I don't slink away, ok?" Ryan nodded and held her hand as she opened the car door to what seemed like a million flashing bulbs going off continuously, Marissa grabbed Ryan's hand and dragged him through the sea of people, a man had pointed her in the direction of the back drop sponsor board to stand in front of for cameras.

"I want you here with me" Marissa whispered with Ryan, as the thought for a second to leave her alone, Marissa stood in front of the back drop, her arm around Ryan's waist as the both of them pose for the cameras shouting her name. For Ryan it was a surreal experience, people demanding his picture that much, Marissa had briefed him he needed to look natural and not Posey, so he wouldn't look like an Abercrombie and Fitch model, although his good looks and sex appeal certainly resembled one. Marissa turned her head expertly, and placed her hand strategically on her hip, and raised her eyes in a way to lengthen her face, all tricks she new for such occasions.

"MARISSA, MARISSA, THIS WAY, AND WHOS THE GUY"

"MISS COOPER, THIS WAY"

"MARISSA! MARISSA!"

Marissa followed a director as he led her to her first interviewer as the next big celebrities walk onto the carpet, Ryan stood following his girlfriends every move and every supportive hand squeeze.

"Hello Marissa" The friendly reporter addressed to her as if they were best friends,

"Hi" Marissa replied full of grace, Ryan watched proudly, trying to be out of the camera shot but still holding her hand,

"And who are you wearing tonight?" The reporter asked her nosily,

"Marc Jacobs dress, Christian Louboutin shoes, and Harry Winston jewels" Marissa replied with a happy smile on her face,

"Victoria Secrets underwear?" The reporter joked, Marissa smiled and looked back to Ryan,

"I've already dragged my boyfriend to this, I wouldn't want to torture him with that knowledge" Marissa winked at Ryan, before puling him closer where he blushed,

"How do you feel, about Marissa walking the runway in her barely there underwear?" The reporter questioned Ryan, and he felt worried about being under such scrutiny, he smiled at the woman, who looked quite flustered and continued.

"Well I have no complaints," The interviewer and Marissa laughed, and Marissa acted shocked.

"We aired your interview with your daughter this afternoon, how is she taking to being in the media limelight" Ryan felt Marissa's grip on his hand tighten and he could see how uncomfortable she felt.

"She doesn't really like it that much, she likes the television, and she loved how she is on it sometimes, but she gets really scared by the paparazzi doesn't she?" Marissa asked, silently asking Ryan to help her out, Ryan nodded and the interviewer started again,

"How did you decide on Ottilie? Are you following the trend of celebrity baby names?" Marissa arched her eyebrow, and Ryan sent her a confused look.

"No, you have to remember that she is 5, and when I named her, I had never done any photo shoots, we just sat down didn't we?" Marissa turned her attention to Ryan, "and went through the ones we liked and decided on Ottilie" Marissa answered thinking about the randomness of the question.

"Can you tell me anymore on your European tour next month, how hard is it to go non stop on the fashion road for a month?" Marissa froze slightly, not having spoken to Ryan at all about it yet.

"Well, I have been in this business long enough now" She shook the interviewers hand and walked away with Ryan, while he sent her a confused look.

"We will talk later, just for now I ask you to hold my hand and get me through the night" Ryan nodded solemnly as Marissa took him to the next interview.

They walked into their apartment and 2 o'clock that morning, Marissa was tired and sleepy and they were silent in the elevator ride to the apartment. Ryan had done what was asked of him the whole night, he had held her hand, smiled through photos and interviews, and mingled with all of the people Marissa had. Yet she seemed to be angry at him. As soon as they walked through the door, she bent down to take off her shoes and sighed instantly once her feet hit the ground.

"I'm sorry about tonight" Marissa told him quietly.

"It was fine, I quite enjoyed it" Marissa rolled her eyes as she placed her hands around his neck and his around her waist.

"Liar" Marissa laid her head against his shoulder and took a deep breath,

"Want to tell me what your thinking about,. you've been thinking about something all night" Ryan kissed Marissa's neck lightly, and she closed her eyes at the feeling.

"I was thinking about how I wanted to come home to be with you all night, I mean with Ottilie at Summer's we have the whole apartment to ourselves" Marissa said with a devilish glint in her eye, Ryan smiled back at her and she lent into kiss him, Ryan smiled into her kiss, taking that answer and not wanting to pester her about the question about her going away.

"So what do you say, want your own show of what I was wearing earlier?" Marissa asked him seductively, as she stepped back to un-zip her green Marc Jacobs dress, Ryan smiled instantly when he saw Marissa's still thin body clad in nothing but a pale pink matching lingerie set. She stood there with her hand on her hip, Ryan moved forward and crashed his lips into hers and her hands started moving around his body, from his hair, to his shirt where she was working on undoing the buttons. They broke apart and Marissa took him by the hand and walked him to their bedroom.

"Come on Atwood, lets christen our bedroom" Ryan smiled as he and Marissa fell onto the bed and lost one another in their limbs.

I cant write smut, R/R xoxo