Starburst (46 page)

She turned to him and knew that he was telling the
truth. He wasn’t in the position to tell Selena that he was with her, but he
still could have told her to back off.

“I was so mad at her touching you Trevas.”

“I know baby, and I probably would have reacted the
same way. Well maybe not quite that bad,” he teased and she smiled.

 *****

Alley was back to being a bitch the following morning.
She was throwing things in her bag, getting ready to fly to Chicago for a
morning show with her costar Jerrod Jackson. She was so sick of traveling; the
media’s bull shit and all of the crazy fans that she thought were insane. She
just wanted it to be over with and couldn’t wait to get to Utah with Trevas and
leave it all behind.

Peyton, Trevas and Kevin sat at the table and ate
breakfast while she put on a show, upstairs cussing and throwing things.
Trevas’s name came up several times along with a few choice words, and they
laughed and shook their heads at her.

Trevas and Alley left around noon, and Alley was still
as mean as a rattle snake. Peyton was having a hard time being sad that she was
leaving, and even felt bad for Trevas.

“Wow, she is a little pistol,” Kevin said, once they
were gone.

“That is a nice way of putting it,” she spoke. She was
thinking of a different word and pistol wasn’t it.

“I want to take you out tonight Peyton. Let’s go to a
nice restaurant and maybe to a movie,” Kevin requested.

Peyton smiled a warm smile at him. “Kevin we can’t do
that here.”

“Why not? I don’t care about all the craziness if you
don’t.”

“It’s not fun and relaxing like it is in Utah.”

“Let’s do it anyway Peyton.”

“Kevin, I am warning you. You will be in the tabloids
by the time we make it home if you take me out in public.”

“Thanks for the warning, now where do you want to go?”

Peyton smiled and shook her head. “I will call the Château
Lamoure. They have awesome food, and the Chef there is incredible, but I am
telling you, it’s not going to be pretty. I will call Trevas’s friend Chase and
have him send us a driver.”

“I can drive us,” Kevin said, not wanting anyone but her
around.

“No you can’t Kevin. Trust me, we’ll get a driver.”

“Okay,” he replied, thinking that she was being way
over dramatic.

Peyton searched the number on her phone, and a
pleasant young lady answered.

“Château Lamoure, how may I direct your call?”

“Hi, this is Peyton Paxton, and I wanted to get a
reservation for two this evening.”

Peyton heard the girl gasp, astonished that she was
talking to Peyton Paxton. “I do have a private table for two at seven, would
that work for you Ms. Paxton?”

“Is seven okay?” she asked Kevin with her hand over
the mouth piece, and he shook his head yes.

“That would be fine, thank you.”

Peyton called Chase next and he told her that he would
be her personal driver, but he did want a couple other cars following just to
be safe, and she told him no that between him and Kevin that should be enough.

“No limousine?” Kevin teased, wrapping his arms around
her.

“I can get a Limo,” she teased back, and he laughed.

Peyton got a shower after Kevin, and he waited for her
already dressed by the pool. She came out in a black pantsuit that was the
sexiest thing he had ever seen. Then again he had noticed a lot of sexiest
things he had ever seen since he met her. The jacket was short and she didn’t
wear a shirt under it, and it showed just enough cleavage. The pants were long
and flared a little at the bottom, and the heels with her perfectly manicured
toes put her attire over the top.

“Damn, I don’t want to go out anymore,” he said,
rubbing his hand up the back of her leg, and she smiled down at him.

Her phone rang, and it was Chase letting them know
that he was outside and waiting for them.

Chase opened the back door of the big black SUV with
dark tented windows and Kevin got in first. Peyton slid to the middle and
placed her hand on the inside of his thigh, and his hand covered hers. This is
why Kevin wanted to drive and not have Chase sitting in front of them. He
wanted to reach over and kiss her and say things to her that wasn’t proper to
say in front of Chase. His apprehensiveness was interrupted by Peyton, leaning
forward and turning to him. She moved her lips close to his and he met her in
the middle, and she kissed him as though they were about to get it on right
there with Chase in front of them.

He ran his hand up her, side and she turned her head
summoning him to kiss her neck, and of course he did. She smelled amazing, and
he could feel the desire growing in his now too tight dress pants as she moaned
a soft quiet moan. She moved her hand to his crotch and ran it along his now
erect shaft. He took her hand away from him, not knowing how far they had until
they got there, not wanting to walk to their table with a hard on.

“You have to stop,” he whispered.

“I told you, we should have stayed home,” she
whispered back, kissing his neck.

“Two blocks, Mr. Paxton,” Chase announced, and she
slid to the other side of the vehicle, and Kevin looked at her confused but had
a good idea as to why she did.

Going in was worse than she had expected. Usually when
she went in, it wasn’t bad, and the paparazzi wasn’t there until someone
twittered or text her location. When she came out was when it was crazy, but
there had already been three other actors dining together, and she was now a
perk.

Peyton put on her sunglasses, even though the sun was
behind the tall buildings. Chase opened her door, and she dropped her head as
she walked, and he used his arm as a shield and lead her to the door, away from
the clicking of the cameras and the screaming questions, which she ignored and didn’t
answer one.

Once inside, she removed her sunglasses, and turned to
see where Kevin was, and he was right behind her. The hostess led them to their
table with all eyes on them as they made their way to the dark corner table.
Kevin let her sit facing away from the room of spectators or as much as
possible anyway.

“Would you like a wine list?” The waitress asked her,
and not him, and it kind of pissed him off.

“No, the house wine will be fine, thank you,” she
replied, and she left to retrieve their wine.

“What if I didn’t want wine?” Kevin asked, only half
joking.

“Then you don’t have to drink it. Order something
else,” she said in a flirtatious manner. He wasn’t about to ruin their night
with his insecurities, and she was going to make sure of it.

He couldn’t help but smile at her and then she
surprised the hell out of him. She brought her hand to the middle of the table,
palm side up and looked at him, gesturing for him to take it and he of course did.

They placed their order, and he ordered the same thing
that she did, when she told him how good the Seafood Thaliana was.

“I suppose that the answer would be no, if I asked you
to dance,” he stated.

Peyton looked around to the dance floor and the room
full of people. She knew that she would be on every internet tabloid site there
was by the time she got home, but for the first time in her life she didn’t
care what the media thought about who she was seeing or what they would say
about her.

“Ask me,” she replied.

“Would you care to dance Ms. Paxton?”

“I would love to dance with you,” she smiled, and he
stood and took her hand. Again all eyes were on them as he led her to the
middle of the dance floor, hoping for a little bit of privacy.

Kevin wrapped his arms around her, and she put hers
around his neck. The piano player was amazing, and between the romantic music,
his hard body pressed against her, and the smell of his cologne, she was
emotionally intoxicated.

Peyton looked up to him with a warm smile, and he
returned the smile and a kiss. She wanted to look around really quick to see if
anyone had seen him, but she was sure that they did.

“Have I told you how beautiful you are today?” he
asked her pulling her closer to him.

“I don’t think you have,” she replied, but he had,
five times already.

He snickered, “Are you a liar or you just like hearing
it?”

“I just like hearing it.”

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered, to the side of
her lips and then felt her smile on his. “And I love you,” he added and felt
the smile dissipate.

She looked up at him with a serious expression.

“You don’t have to say anything,” he said and kissed
the top of her head.

“But I do Kevin. I am just having a hard time saying
it. I don’t think I have said I love you to someone since Fletcher, and I was
too young to know what it even meant back then.”

He kissed her lips softly again. “That’s close enough
to saying it to me.”

“I don’t want to go see a movie,” she whispered, to
his lips, and he knew exactly what it meant.

They ate their delicious meal and laughed and talked
the whole time. Peyton could feel the effects of the three glasses of wine, and
didn’t know if she was intoxicated from him or the alcohol.

She text Chase after they had shared a piece of
strawberry cheesecake to let him know they were ready. As soon as he text her
back, letting her know that he was in front of the restaurant, they walked out
and Kevin held her hand this time.

The sidewalk was even crazier as he opened the door
for them and shielded her as best he could with his arm.

“Do you ever get used to that?” Kevin asked.

“No, I don’t think you do,” she admitted. After
spending two weeks in Utah, she wasn’t sure she loved the attention as much as
she once had, and longed to be able to go out in public without the constant
audience and publicity.

Normally she would get a little break, and it wouldn’t
be so bad for a while, but if she was going to go right into another movie, she
knew that she would continue to be one of the marketing features for any and
every tabloid out there. And for the first time in her life, she didn’t know if
she wanted it.

She slid over to Kevin, and he held her hand as they
drove through the city. Kevin asked her what different buildings were, and she
had Chase drive to where he could see the Hollywood sign after he asked about
it.

“This place right here will be where Alley does the
red carpet event for her movie,” she told him pointing to the building and then
explained to him how it all worked, how she would walk down the red carpet
signing autographs, the press wall and the interviews.

“Do the paparazzi chase her like they do you?” he
wanted to know.

“Unfortunately they do, but it is more my fault than
hers. If she wouldn’t be my daughter she wouldn’t be recognized until after
doing her first movie, but beings she is the daughter of not only one but two
media whores, she got it full blown right out of the gate.”

“Thanks Chase,” Peyton told him as he opened the door
for them.

“You’re very welcome and feel free to call anytime,”
he replied, and reminded himself to call Trevas and thank him, knowing that he
had never worked for Peyton Paxton before, and was sure he wouldn’t have then,
had it not been for Trevas. He knew that she had always used Jolly Security,
and he hated those bastards, and was more than happy to take their clients away
from them.

“Let’s go for a walk,” Kevin told her taking her hand.

“Walk where? Did you not see the four or five cars
that followed us, and are waiting right around the property line, someplace
with their high powered cameras?”

“I saw them, but I don’t care.”

“I have heels on.”

“So take them off,” he smirked.

“We’ll go for a walk tomorrow. I promise,” she begged,
not wanting to walk. There was no place to walk around her house. They could
walk the lane to the gate, right into the eyes of the cameras but other than
that they were in a very limited walking space.

“Fine, we won’t go for a walk,” he agreed, and she was
happy.

Peyton was right about the tabloids, and when she
typed her name in the search bar, twenty three articles appeared for her to
take her pick. Her and Kevin sat at the table drinking coffee the next morning
and laughed at the speculations of Peyton Paxton’s mystery man. They clicked on
the pictures and of course there was one with them dancing, holding hands,
kissing, and one of him feeding her the cheesecake.

“You seem to be okay with this now Peyton,” he
commented.

She was sitting at the end of the table and pulled
herself up, sliding her feet under her butt, she leaned over to him and kissed
him. “I am okay with this Kevin,” she said and he smiled.

“I am glad; you are okay with this because I am so
madly in love with you.”

“I am in love with you too, however that doesn’t
change the fact that you are still nine hours away from me,” she said and sat
back down. She hated the thought of him not living closer. How in the hell
could this ever work?

“Do this movie and commute from Utah and then take a
break for a while.”

“I was thinking about not doing the movie,” she
confessed.

“I don’t think that is such a good idea.”

“Really? Why?”

“Because I was there when you got the call, and I saw
how excited you were to finally get the chance to work with this director.”

Peyton thought about it, and she knew that he was
right. She had always wanted to work with Craig Jenson, and was more than
excited about working with Ben Samuel again. Maybe she could still do it and
commute from Utah. It would be harder and she would be traveling back and forth
to LA more than she would like, but at least she could stay in her own home and
not get stuck in a hotel.

“Are you sure you want anything to do with my crazy
life? Because if I was the one on the sideline looking in, I would probably run
as fast as I could.”

“I tried that, it didn’t work,” he smiled. “I’m not
running.”

“Oh, I wanted to watch KCW’s morning news show,” she
remembered, jumping up and going to the couch. “Alley is on right after that
girl Hailey Arlington.”

“Who’s Hailey Arlington?” he asked and followed her to
the sofa.

She threw her bare legs over him and flipped on the
flat screen TV. “She’s Alley’s rival right now. Her movie premiers the same
week, and when that happens it’s a big publicity battle, usually between the
actors.”

The show was just starting, and the host was already
sitting with Hailey Arlington.

“Thank you for joining us Hailey.”

“Thank you for having me,” she replied.

“Wow she is beautiful,” Peyton said as they watched.

Hailey was tall, tanned and had beautiful long dark
hair, and she wore a dark blue dress that looked sensational on her with a
white diamond shape around the top half that showed her cleavage and at least
three inch stilettos.

The host was very good and stayed on topic of her new
movie ‘Bitten’ and Hailey was a gem with her speaking presentation, and it made
Peyton want to hire her to give Alley some lessons. They didn’t bring the two
girls out together, and once Hailey Arlington was off the set they announced
Alley Fletcher and Peyton moaned. She was wearing a pair of holly jeans with
one of the knees completely missing, her black combat boots, white t-shirt with
a black panther, and a black leather jacket.

“Well, at least her hair looks good,” Peyton stated.

“I think she looks awesome,” Kevin replied, and Peyton
turned to look at him like he had just bumped his head or something.

“Did you not see the girl before her?” she asked.

“Yes, I saw her just fine, and that may work for her,
but I have to give Alley credit for not being fake and staying true to herself.
How many other actors do you think would have the nerve to wear what they want,
say what they want and not give a shit what anyone else thought while they were
doing it?”

“I guess that is a good point. I shouldn’t expect her
to be anyone but her, I guess.”

“I don’t think it would matter if you did expect it
with Alley.”

“You are so right.”

Alley did just fine, and she did seem to be getting a
little better with the interviews. They continued to watch, and Alley stayed
when they introduced Jerrod Jackson. He sat beside of her, and the host
continued to ask questions about the movie and directed them more toward him now
than her.

Peyton flipped it off once it was over and asked Kevin
what he wanted to do today.

He ran his hand up her leg. “Before or after I make
love to you?”

“You want to make love to me?” she teased.

“I
am
going to make love to you,” he corrected
her, and she laughed.

“Take your pants off,” she demanded.

He listened, and she slid out of hers as well. She
straddled him on the sofa, and he lifted her shirt off. She moved her hand down
and stroked him a few times as she kissed him, and then slid him into her. They
both moaned a sensual moan as they felt the sensations of each other’s body.

Kevin kissed and sucked on her breast as she rode him
deep, and slow until she felt herself building and picked up speed. He moved
his thumb down to help intensify her orgasm, and it did just that. She dropped
her head and moaned a loud pleasurable moan as he thrust deep into her, holding
her hips and escaped with her.

He pulled her lips to his and kissed her.

“Now what do you want to do?” she asked, on his lips.

Kevin didn’t have time to answer when the front door
opened, and they both jumped.

“Jesus Christ Fletcher!” She yelled, and grabbed her
shirt to cover her breast.

“Sorry,” he said and stepped back out, closing the
door behind him.

Peyton and Kevin dressed, and although Kevin was
amused and didn’t really care that they had just gotten busted by Fletcher,
Peyton was angry with him.

She opened the door. “What the hell do you want?”

“I’m sorry Peyton. I am flying to Chicago for a cast
interview with Alley. She wanted me to stop by here and get her e-reader.”

Peyton walked upstairs to her room with a glare at
Fletcher. She looked around and opened a couple of drawers looking for it. She
found it in her desk drawer, right beside of the bag of weed.

“Here, now get the hell out and start knocking for God
sakes,” she demanded.

“I was hoping for breakfast,” he teased, and she threw
him a dirty look. Normally she would have made them breakfast, and ate with him,
but she didn’t want to have breakfast with him. She wanted Kevin all to herself
and wanted him to leave.

“Fine, I’m going,” he said retreating, “But I am a
little pissed, you never did that to me,” he stated, and she shoved him out the
door with him laughing.

Peyton and Kevin spent the rest of the week together,
and most of it was spent in bed. She had Chase come and drive them to the
airport on Saturday morning. He ended up waiting outside of the car for over
thirty minutes because Peyton didn’t want to let him go. She begged him to stay
one more week, but he said he couldn’t, he had to work, and he was meeting with
a contractor to start on the school next week.

He finally kissed her one more quick time and got out,
knowing that he was getting close to missing his flight. She called Alley on
the ride back, and then Trevas when she didn’t answer. She was hoping that they
were coming home, but Trevas said that they were not and wouldn’t be home until
Wednesday.

Peyton opened the front door and never felt so lonely
in her life. She looked at the clock, and it was only eleven in the morning,
and she wondered if it was too early to drink something really strong. She even
thought about going upstairs and getting Alley’s bag and rolling herself a
joint, but she wouldn’t have known where to start.

She plopped on the couch and called Kay.

“Hello,” Don answered her phone.

“Hey Don, its Peyton, is Kay around there?”

“Yeah, hang on. She just walked out to the mailbox.
How are you?” he asked.

“I am fine,” she lied. She wasn’t fine, and she didn’t
want to be in this humongous house alone anymore. She wanted to be where Kevin
was, and she didn’t care if it was Alaska. Well, maybe not Alaska.

“Good, did Kevin leave yet?” he wanted to know.

“Yes he is in the sky as we speak.”

“Here’s Kay, you take care.”

“You too Don.”

“Hey,” Kay said, taking the phone.

“I hate you Kay.”

Kay laughed. “No you don’t.”

“No I don’t, but why couldn’t you have had a great guy
friend that lived in LA?”

“Did you have a good time?”

“Yes, we always have a good time together. That’s what
sucks.”

“So did you come to any decisions?”

“Kevin wants me to commute from there for this movie.”

“And what do you think about that?”

“I think I am crazy in love with the man, and I would
commute from mars to be with him.”

Kay smiled and was happy for the both of them and
hoped that it all worked out. She would love for Peyton to be closer to her,
and looked forward to her and Don doing things with them.

 *****

Kay and Don flew in with Kevin for the premier of
Alley’s movie. The red carpet event was to be held on Monday, and they arrived
on Friday and planned on spending five days at Peyton’s house, and attend the
premier with them. Peyton’s plan was to fly back with them and spend a couple
of weeks with Kevin, and she couldn’t wait to see them.

Chase tried to tell her to wait in the car for them,
but she refused, and he along with two other body men followed her into the LAX
airport to wait on her friends. They shielded her as best they could away from
the paparazzi and screaming fans, and they all were oblivious to her, she was
too excited to see Kevin to pay them any mind.

She knew that she was being photographed and could
have cared less when she saw him. She ran to him and threw herself in his arms,
and he embraced her feeling, the exact same way. He too was beside himself
wanting to get to her for the past three days. They talked on the phone or text
several times a day, but it didn’t help with the excitement. The six weeks of
not seeing each other seemed like six years.

She hugged Kay and Don, and then held Kevin’s hand as
the three bodyguards led them to the awaiting car. Don sat in the front with
Chase and Peyton wished that Kay would have sat on his lap so that she could
attack Kevin.

As soon as they were in the SUV and the doors were
closed, Peyton turned and kissed him with all tongue. “Hi,” she said with a big
smile to his lips.

“Hey, beautiful,” he replied, and she moved away, for
now.

Kay didn’t mind a bit, and thought it was adorable
that the two of them were so in love and couldn’t keep their hands off of each
other.

Peyton told Kay that they could put their things in
the same downstairs bedroom that she stayed in before and then walked with
Kevin to deposit his things in her room.

He closed the door behind them and pulled her to him,
crushing his mouth with hers. She lifted his t-shirt over his head, and they
both toed their shoes off and undressed as quickly as they could. He grabbed
her and tossed her to the bed, not letting her out of his arms. He was ready
before they ever made it to the bed and plunged deep into her, causing her to
arch her back and moan in ecstasy. There love making was quick, which was all
they needed, and they both came together at precisely the same moment.

“God I missed you,” Kevin said taking her mouth again.

“I think I missed you more,” she demanded.

“Impossible,” he replied, and got up and pulled her
hand, helping her up as well.

Trevas, Alley, Peyton and Don were out by the pool
when they joined them. Trevas had already went to the store and stocked up on
beer, and steaks to grill for supper.

Trevas wouldn’t let Peyton help with any of the side
dishes, and told her to get out of his kitchen and go be with Kevin. He wanted
to try a new grilled eggplant recipe, and sweet rice and beans recipe and he
didn’t want Peyton in his way.

She happily sat on the glider with Kevin as close to
him as she could possibly get, and he rested his arm over her legs. Peyton
noticed how happy Kay and Don seemed to be, and were constantly kissing and
saying cute little things to each other.

Alley sat at the kitchen island and watched Trevas
cook.

“Can you believe my mom Trevas?” she asked, looking
out the glass door and catching them steeling a kiss.

“I believe your mom is head over hills in love,” he
answered while preparing his meal.

“Yeah I would say so, but it’s creepy. My mom doesn’t
fall in love.”

Trevas smiled at her and leaned in for a kiss.
“Neither did I,” he told her and she smiled, glad that it was her that brought
him to his knees.

“Trevas I don’t want to do this whole red carpet
event,” she told him, feeling the nerves from doing it.

“Look at it as the finale baby. This is it, your very
last carpet event, photo shoot, interview and the last time you will ever have
to dress up like a princess.”

Alley moaned. “Did you have to remind me about the
dress and did you see the heels, she expects me to wear?”

“I thought you chose the shoes.”

“I did, but none of them would have been my first
choice. I wonder if my publicist would be mad if I wore my boots.”

Trevas laughed, picturing her in the evening gown and
black combat boots. “You would really do it too, wouldn’t you?”

“You damn right I would.”

Alley’s phone rang and she answered it. “Hey Frankie,”
she said, already knowing what she was calling for.

“Need anything?” she asked discreetly, knowing Alley
knew what she was talking about.