Chapter 39

I don't own Lucian

Ian's POV

I've just walked out of a meeting with the director of my current movie. He said we are going to New York for two weeks to film part of the movie so I have to talk to Lucy about it. One of the reasons Lucy was fine with me taking this movie deal was because I would be in LA for filming.

Grabbing my phone out of my pocket I text Lucy asking if she has time to swing by for a bit before I have to film my next scene in an hour and a half. Lucy replies back instantly saying she will be right there so I tell her I'll grab some lunch for us to eat while we talk.

With the time it takes for me to pick up something for us to eat at Crafties I end up entering my trailer just after Lucy had. I kiss her hello and do the same for Brea. We each take a seat on the couch to eat our food with Brea lying down in between us safely just like we have done countless times before.

"So what did you want to talk about?" Lucy questions looking over to the chair in front of the couch I had moved to sit out food on. Lucy grabs the salad I had gotten for her after finishing her sandwich.

I take a big gulp of my water then screw the cap back on. Just as I'm doing so Lucy reaches out for it to take a sip, having already drank her water.

"I had a meeting this morning with the director. They have planned a trip to New York to film some of the scenes since they supposedly can't get the right look of New York here, they want it to be authentic."

I watch as Lucy slowly chews her piece of lettuce and sits her fork down. "How long is the trip for?"

"Two weeks."

Lucy nods her head, casts her gaze down and takes another bite of her salad. "Well there isn't any saying no since it is their vision for the movie and you're the leading role. When do you leave?"

"On Sunday."

"Sunday?" Lucy frowns. "You get two days' notice that you'll just abruptly be leaving to be on the other side of the country for two weeks."

"I know, I was surprised by the sudden date myself. But you and Brea can come with me you know. It can be like our first little family trip."

Lucy shakes her head in negate. "We can't. I don't feel comfortable taking Brea across the country out of her element for two weeks. She is still really young."

Lucy and I continue to eat lunch and enjoy the time the three of us have together until I am called to set. I walk Lucy to the car and fasten Brea in for her. Pressing Lucy up against the car I kiss her deeply and tell her I shouldn't be home too late tonight.

I have just finished my last scene for the night and am getting ready to head home. Standing in front of my chair I take my phone out of the little side pocket and check my messages. All I have is one from Lucy telling me she was going to wait and have dinner together but got too hungry so she ordered in tonight. I text her to let her know I am finished and should be home shortly. Sticking my phone in my back pocket I turn to walk off the set when I am stopped by my costar Alexandria. Everyone calls her Alex for short.

"Hey Ian, are you excited about going to New York?"

I shrug my shoulders, "It is what it is I guess."

"Is Lucy coming along?" Alex asks in an innocent manner.

I furrow my brow at her wondering what is with the questions. We occasionally talk between takes and have an alright friendship but I don't talk to her all that much. Just enough to have a relationship that can make our on-screen characters' relationship seem believable.

"No, we both didn't think it is the best thing for Brea to be on the other side of the country for two weeks."

A smile spreads across her lips and she steps closer to me. "Really? Well maybe we could use these next two weeks to our advantage."

"What are you talking about?"

I haven't even gotten my entire question out before Alex jumps at me and crushes her lips to mine. I try to push her away completely denying the kiss but she clutches on to the back of my neck and forcefully keeps herself against me. I grab ahold of her forearms and shove her away from me.

"What the fuck Alexandria! I am married and have a daughter which you very well know. What the fuck is wrong with you!"

"Oh please like that matters. I heard you and your little wife fighting in your trailer last week about her not being enough for you and that you don't want to have sex with her. Having a baby changes a woman's body and changes a woman in general. I can pleasure you Ian. We'll be alone in New York for two weeks without any unwanted interruptions. Let's enjoy what we have."

"We don't have anything. I love my wife and she is more than enough for me. Stay the fuck away from me. I'll see you when we have to shoot scenes with each other but aside from that I don't want to see you."

I storm off of the set without looking back at her. I furiously open the door to my trailer to get my keys and wallet then slam the door shut behind me. Driving home did nothing to weaken my fury. When I pull into the garage I see a text from Lucy telling me she can't wait to see me. Lucy. Shit. I lean my head back against the head rest and rub my eyes tiredly. How am I supposed to tell this to Lucy? Last week she thought she wasn't enough for me and now my costar is hitting on me and we are going to be on the other side of the country for two weeks. Not to mention Lucy is still pissed that I hadn't told her about the sex scenes in the movie.

Yeah this is going to go over great.

I sit in my car for a couple additional minutes trying to calm myself down. Walking into the house I am greeted by all three dogs at my feet. I pet each one of them and then they take off running to go play with each other.

"Hey babe. How was the rest of your day?" Lucy smiles sweetly at me upon meeting me at the back door with Brea on her hip. She stands up on her toes to give me a kiss.

"Would you, uh, mind taking Brea upstairs to her crib so I can talk to you?" I rub the back of my neck nervously.

"Can I just put her in her play pin?" Lucy asks, gesturing to the play pin in the living room.

"No, she should be upstairs."

Odds are Lucy is going to be pissed and if she starts yelling at me I don't want Brea down here to hear it. We never want to be those parents who fight and yell in front of our kids.

Lucy gives me a confused look but doesn't press it. I watch as she walks upstairs with Brea. In the meantime I head into the kitchen to grab a beer out of the fridge. Popping he cap off of it I take a long drink from it trying to mentally prepare myself for Lucy's reaction.

I know this kind of thing can always happen between costars when in the industry when they grow close together during intimate scenes and late night nights working together, hell it happened to me and Lucy. But I haven't shown any indication of having any desire in Alexandria plus I am happily married with a daughter. What the hell was she thinking coming on to me?

Lucy returns to the main floor not five minutes later as I am finishing my bottle of alcohol. I drop it in the trash and grab another from the fridge though I drink this one at a slower pace. I move out of the kitchen and back into the living room where Lucy is waiting for me to tell her what's wrong.

"Before I say this I want you to know I was not expecting it in any way nor have I indicated any desire for it."

"Okay?" Lucy squints her eyes in confusion.

"When I was getting my stuff to leave, Alex stopped me to talk to me about New York. She made some comments and then she just jumped at me and kissed me."

"She what!" Lucy screamed loudly.

"I don't know why. We've never been close to any degree. She just asked if you were coming to New York and then she started talking about how we could use the trip to our advantage and have some time alone. Then she was suddenly glued to me. I tried to push her off but she wasn't having it."

"So then what did you do?"

"I grabbed her forearms and shoved her away from me. I told her not to come near me again and that I didn't want to see her other than when we had to for filming purposes."

"That bitch." She scoffs shaking her head and crossing her arms. "Is she done filming for the night?"

"Uh no. I think she has a couple of scenes to film but they are long and she is supposed to be there until pretty late tonight."

Lucy nods her head, grabs her purse from the kitchen counter and storms off towards the garage door.

"Lucy wait! Where are you going?" I ask desperately at her heels worried she was pissed at me and didn't want to see me.

"I'm going to remind that bitch who your wife is. I'll be back shortly." With that she climbs in her car and leaves the house in an instant.

I can only imagine what Lucy is going to do.

Finishing off my second bottle of beer I throw it away then walk upstairs. Entering Brea's nursery I pick her up out of her crib to sit down in the rocking chair with her. Holding her up she gurgles happily at me with a gummy smile as I talk to her and goof around. I lightly blow a puff of air towards her like Lucy does all the time when playing with her. Instead of her eyes widening in surprise and giggling loudly like she always does, her bottom lip quivers and she begins crying.

"Hey pumpkin, what's wrong?" I shift her to lay her on my chest with her head on my shoulder. Rubbing her back in a soothing manner she continues to cry. "You love it when mommy does that."

Looking at my watch I see it's earlier than Lucy typically feeds her so odds are she is hungry. I take her downstairs to warm up a bottle from the fridge. I am relieved when her mouth latches onto the bottle nipple in joy. Walking back up the stairs I return to my place in the rocking chair to feed her.

Brea ends up drinking the entire bottle. I lift her up to rest over my shoulder allowing me to burp her. After she's all burped I change her dirty diaper. Returning to the comfortable chair I sway us back and forth with her cradles in my arms. Brea snuggles her face into my chest and wiggles closer to me. I watch as her eyes flutter shut and she wrinkles her little nose. She is fast asleep in my arms within seconds. I enjoy the moment for about five minutes prior to getting up and placing her down in her crib for the night.

Lucy's POV

Fury runs through my veins when I see Alexandria on the set looking over her lines. I don't care if I'm about to cause a scene in front of the crew members and few cast members lingering around. Everyone is going to know what this bitch had the audacity to do.

I walk right up to the leggy brunet with a glare. "How dare you!" I reach my hand out and slap her across the face with all the strength in my body.

"What the hell!" She shrieks loudly. All eyes are on us, the room is completely silent.

"He is my husband. You had no right to come on to him and throw yourself at him like some slutty skank. You stay the hell away from my husband. You are his costar and that is it."

She rolls her eyes and crosses her arms over her chest giving me a bitchy glare. "Please, I can offer him everything you can't. Besides, I'll be the one in New York with him free to do whatever the hell I want while you are stuck at home playing mommy."

"If you try even the slightest thing you will regret it. You don't want to screw with me or piss me off any more than you already have." I snarl at the cocky bitch.

She leans down a bit in a worthless attempt of intimidating me with her height. I learned a long time ago to embrace my 5'2 stature and not be intimidated by those around me who are taller. "Try and stop me."

I give her a fake smile. "Don't test me."

Turning on my heel I start to walk away only to pause and turn back to face her. "Oh I almost forgot." I swing my hand up and slap her just as hard as the first time on the same cheek as before. "That is for being such a bitch." This time I give her a true, genuine smile before walking out with my head held high and a smirk plastered to my face.

The drive home is glorifying as I praise myself for not letting her get to me. Not to mention slapping her twice. It isn't too long until I am pulling into the garage and headed into the house. I find Ian sitting on the couch in his pajama pants without a shirt on and the TV remote in his hand.

"How'd it go? What happened?" Ian instantly jumps up from the couch.

I don't respond. Instead I drop my purse down on the coffee table and push Ian back down on the couch. Within a second I have my shirt off and wiggled out of my jeans to straddle him in my lingerie. My lips attack his roughly as my hips start to rock against his. Ian is confused for a moment but soon goes with it and crushes my body against his.

"You. Are. Mine." I growl against his skin biting at his sweet spots.

Ian groans loudly and squeezes my hips bringing me closer to him. It doesn't take me long at all to strip him of his clothes and to rid my lingerie. We end up having sex on the couch for the next hour. An entire hour of me claiming him as mine and reminding him how much I love him.

Sunday came all too quickly for either of our liking. Ian's flight is scheduled to take off at noon with him arriving in New York City at nine o'clock. His flight is just shy of six hours long and then the three hour time difference. He is glad to be getting in at night allowing him to get to his hotel and go straight to bed sleeping off the time difference.

We are currently at LAX dropping Ian off. I was going to walk him up to security and tell him goodbye there but he didn't want to worry about me and Brea in the middle of LAX on a Sunday, especially since everyone knew Ian and the rest of the cast needed for the scenes were headed off to New York today.

Ian has me pressed up against the car kissing me intently. We haven't had to be apart for this long of time in quite some time. When we were dating we were all over the place with different jobs, not to mention when I was constantly back and forth between LA and Nashville for my music. Ever since we got married we haven't had jobs that have sent us a long ways away from each other for more than a couple days. If anything too long we would tend to accompany the other given they were free to do so. This time however we don't have that option.

It's just two weeks though, we can do that. Right?

"Mmmm I love you." I mumble between kisses.

"I love you too. I'll be back before you know it."

"If that bitch tries anything I want you to let me know."

Ian chuckles in response. "After what you did I don't think I have anything to worry about. But if she does pull anything I promise to let you know right then."

Ian gives me one last longing kiss before we regretfully have to part due to the time. Ian opens the car door to tell Brea goodbye then grabs his suitcase and pulls it behind him on his way inside. I watch longingly as Ian's stature grows smaller and smaller the father away he gets.

"Goodbye babe." I whisper into the air softly.

After a few minutes I walk around to the other side of the car and climb into the driver's seat.

Let's see how well Brea and I do with Ian gone for an entire two weeks. Brea doesn't like it when she doesn't see Ian for a day let alone two whole weeks. I'm not excited about being without him either.

That night Ian texted me when he got to his hotel and we had been texting for a bit before he goes to sleep.

It's too bad you aren't here, I'm wearing your favorite baby doll to bed tonight. Xoxo

We have a tendency of getting very flirty in our text messages or over the phone whenever we are away from each other for long periods of time.

Oh really? I guess you'll have to wear it for me again when I get back.

I wish you were here :(

Below the text I send him a picture of myself pouting with a clear view of the lingerie.

Deciding to toy with him I take several teasing photos and send them to him knowing full well they will rile him up. I giggle in satisfaction when he sends me a picture of his boxers with a hard on clearly evident accompanied by a simple text saying:

You're fault.

I tell him to get some sleep since I need to go feed Brea and I'll talk to him in the morning.

The following day the doorbell rings which is a bit unusual for it being nine in the morning. Plus I don't think I have plans with anyone. Answering the door I smile in awe upon seeing a delivery for two dozen red roses. The card reads "I miss you already. Can't wait to have you back in my arms. Love you Goose."

I call Ian right then to thank him for the flowers. He only has a couple minutes to talk unfortunately before having to leave.

The day drags on ungodly slow. With Brea in her crib for the night I take a long hot bubble bath then climb in bed wrapped up in my towel. I let my hair out of the messy bun I had pulled it up in to ensure I didn't get my hair wet.

A smile graces my face when my phone lights up with a call from Ian. I haven't gotten to talk to him all day aside from a few naughty texts between us strung out over the course of several hours. Muting the TV I answer his call.

"Hey babe, how's it been so far?"

"Pretty good things are going well. How was your day?"

"Slow, Brea and I miss you already. You had perfect timing, I just got out of a wonderful bubble bath." Snuggling into the pillows I sigh in contentment listening to my husband's smooth voice.

"Really?" His voice is now husky, "Does that mean you're naked right now?"

"Ian!" I shriek in amusement. I can't help but blush knowing he is imagining me in bed naked right now.

"Well, are you?" He tries again with lust in his voice.

"Wouldn't you like to know." I smirk playing with him.

"That isn't a no," he sing songs playfully.

"Okay if you must know," I sigh in mock exasperation. "Yes I am completely naked lying on our bed thinking of you."

"Can I have a picture of this like the ones you sent me last night?"

Despite him being on the phone I shake my head. "Nope!"

"Lucy!"

"Ian!" I mock him. "If you want to see you should be here in person. I think you got enough photos last night. I don't want to spoil you with them."

"You're no fun." I can tell he is pouting on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, I did send you a video on top of the pictures! That video should be more than enough for you, babe." I playfully roll my eyes.

Ian pauses for a moment. "What video? You didn't send me one."

"Go open your messages." I reply simply.

"I—I have to go, I'll, uh, I'll talk to you soon." Ian mumbles quickly upon seeing the fact that I did send him a video.

"Mhmmm Enjoy." I giggle knowing he is anxious to open it but he has to be off the phone in order to view the video. "Love you."

"I love you, too." Ian say before hanging up.

After a minute or so Mochi lifts her head up from the mattress then jumps off the bed after a second to go downstairs.

"That's weird," I mumble to myself. She only does that when someone is here. Getting up from the bed I tighten my towel around my body and follow her downstairs with my phone in my left hand. I look around to see nothing out of the ordinary.

"Come on Mochi, let's go to bed." Patting my thigh she walks over to the stairs and runs upstairs to jump back on the bed.

As I am walking up the staircase my phone dings in my hand. Pausing in place I see it is a text from Ian.

You lied. You said you were naked.

"What?" I whisper to myself only for another message to come in a second later.

Drop the towel and turn around.

Completely confused now I turn around only to have my jaw drop in shock. Ian is standing at the front door with his phone in his hand.

"Ian what are you doing here?" I take off down the staircase and across the living room to jump up in his arms.

"I missed you and after those messages last night I really missed you. We didn't have any filming to do today, apparently it was just a day for set up and get a feel of the place we will be filming. I hopped on a flight and came back for the night. As long as I am back in New York for filming at noon tomorrow there isn't a problem."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Ian shrugs his shoulders. "I wanted to surprise you. I think it's time you lose this towel now."

Ian sets me down on my feet, puts both of our phones down on the little end table at the door then tosses my towel across the entryway. Ian spins me around to press me against the door. His hands glide up my body feeling all of my curves.

"I believe you mentioned something this morning about wanting me to pin you against the door and take you the moment I got home from New York?"

"Yes," I croak out still shocked that he is here. Ian's mouth leaves playful bites along my back and up by my shoulders turning me on while his hands feel me up.

"That video was the sexiest thing I have seen. I was hard two seconds into it." He growls lustfully in my ear.

"I thought you'd enjoy it," I purr back, completely satisfied by the reaction he had to it.

Feeling I am already wet for him, Ian strips out of his clothes and takes me right there. My hands are pressed up against the door supporting my body. Ian holds my hips from behind thrusting smoothly. My head continues to fall from resting my forehead against the door and throwing my head back against Ian as my moans get louder.

After lowering the strong sexual tension between us in just the slightest bit Ian carries me upstairs to our room for us to burn off all the tension we have stirred up from our flirty messages.

Ian offers to take a cab back to the airport for his 2am flight since that is how he got home but I refused. I dressed in a pair of denim shorts and one of Ian's t-shirts to drive him to the airport in. Brea thankfully didn't stir once when I carried her from her crib down to the car. We have to say our second airport goodbye in 36 hours which sucks. It was a wonderful surprise though. I kiss him goodbye one last time then step back to let him enter the airport to ensure he makes his flight on time.

When writing this chapter I had originally planned to end it with Lucy storming out of the house to kick Alexandria's ass. However, I felt after what I did to you all this past week that wouldn't be very nice. Hope you enjoyed this chapter!

So, how do we like jealous/possessive Lucy? I love her.

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