Hollywood Heartthrob (9 page)

“You were really quite something out on the dance floor,” Mitch commented a little lustfully.

“Oh, thank you,” Amy blushed, feeling embarrassed.

“Have you ever thought about being in the movies?”

“What, me? Oh no, I’m a teacher.”

“I didn’t ask what you did, I asked about what you want to do,” Mitch declared emphatically.

“A girl with your looks, grace, and Josh Roberts on your arm…you could be a sensation.”

Amy bristled at this, not liking the implication that she was with Josh to further her own agenda to becoming famous.

“I’m perfectly happy being a teacher, thank you.”

“No teacher moves like you did. I peg you as a stripper. Did Josh pick you up earlier tonight?” Mitch asked bluntly.

“Goodness no!” Amy cried angrily, feeling both insulted and hurt by the accusation.

“I teach at the local college. That’s where I met Josh. And before you say anything else smutty I teach English Literature.”

“Whoa, okay, didn’t mean to offend. Josh has brought strippers to events like these before. Hookers too.” Mitch said spitefully.

“Well I’m neither,” Amy said, crossing her arms defiantly. “And I think it’s time you left, Mr. Johnson.”

“Okay, but if you decide you want to make a name for yourself, give me a call,” Mitch flicked out another business card as he left.

Amy sighed and let her head fall in her hands, wondering what on earth she was doing at this party. She’d never felt more out of her depth and where was Josh– shouldn’t he be back by now?

****

Josh strode confidently through the party towards the men’s restroom. He was surely the envy of every guy in there as he was with the most stunning woman in the room. The way Amy had danced had blown his mind. She could move amazingly well and he didn’t dare let his mind wander to what that could mean, at least not yet.

And then that kiss, it was amazing. Josh could still feel his entire body tingling from it. He wanted to suggest they just leave the party and head back to his hotel but he knew Amy wasn’t like that and he didn’t want to risk ruining everything between them. She was the sort of woman who deserved to be respected. Unlike…

“Joshie!”

As if on cue Caroline appeared and planted a giant kiss on Josh’s cheek, leaving a red stain behind.

“Caroline,” Josh tried to get away from her but she blocked his path.

“Surprised to see me?” she asked angrily.

“Not really,” Josh answered dismissively.

“Well since you didn’t ask me to come to the party I thought I’d just find my own way anyway.” Caroline explained, placing her hands on her hips.

“Good for you, have fun.”

Josh tried to walk away but she blocked his path again.

“I thought maybe you’d be pleased to see me, but instead I find out you are here with some nobody!”

“She’s not a nobody.” Josh defended.

“What are you trying to do to me, Josh? To us? We had a plan, to be the biggest couple in Hollywood and you’re blowing it!”

“Caroline I don’t want to be with you, accept it.” Josh said angrily.

“You’re fooling yourself!” Caroline replied, on the verge of tears.

Her long black false eyelashes fought to hold back the stem of tears which wanted to break free.

Changing tactics she leaned in close to Josh so that he could smell her perfume. She ran her hand down his back and led it all the way to his thigh where she let it settle suggestively.

“We’re good together, Josh,” she purred in his ear.

“We know each other, what we like…what we don’t like,” she drew circles in his leg with her long false nails as she spoke.

“We know how to drive each other wild,” she was in full seductress mode now, her eyes half closed, her voice soft.

“Remember that night at the film premiere last year? It was a party, just like this, and we stole away, unable to wait to have each other.”

As much as he didn’t want to remember, Josh felt himself being drawn back to that night when he had some of the wildest sex he’d ever had, and the next day it was all over the front of the papers as they’d been caught on CCTV.

It was a huge media scandal but it boosted both his and Caroline’s careers considerably. He could tell she was taunting him, that she wanted the same thing to happen here, tonight.

“I’ve already found a room upstairs we could use,” she told him, confirming his suspicions.

“Why don’t we go and recreate some magic?”

The part of Josh which was led primarily by his physical desires was desperate to go. Desperate to have another passion-filled wild night but this time his heart spoke up; something which it had never done before.

It told him how sex with Caroline would be empty, as it always was…which was ultimately unsatisfying. With Amy he had a chance at something real.

“And who leaked the footage?” Josh asked, pulling away from Caroline and the spell she was attempting to cast.

“What?” she asked, confused at having been broken off mid-flow.

“You came back, got the footage and leaked it to the media, all because of that piece of shit agent of yours, Mitch, thought it would be a good idea.”

“That’s not true.”

“Of course it is. And all the while you were sleeping with me you were blowing Mitch, everyone knew it. He used to brag about it all the time. It’s the only reason he took you on as a client!”

Caroline’s face burnt red with fury.

“Leave Mitch out of this!” she yelled.

“Why? The guy’s a scumbag and you are just a slut. Stay the hell away from me, I don’t want to catch anything you’ve got,” Josh tossed her aside and began to walk away but she followed behind, shouting at him.

“She’s just a nobody!” she screamed, causing people to look at the drama unfolding before them at the party.

Caroline’s lashes were now unable to hold her tears and she was crying as she spoke, her famous physique shaking slightly with it.

“She won’t make you happy! No one can but me!”

“Goodbye Caroline!”

“You’ll come back, you always do!”

****

Amy was getting seriously concerned about where her date had gone when another man sat down opposite her at the table. A man she immediately recognized.

Clark Smith-Jackson was forty five and the most famous playboy in the world. He owned a ridiculously successful internet company, several newspapers and a ludicrous amount of real estate.

The previous year Forbes had cited him as the third most wealthy man in the world. And it showed.

He wore a crisp suit, set off by all the diamond encrusted jewellery he wore. His hair was silver, cut short and modern in style, and his blue eyes regarded Amy mischievously.

He was arrogant yet accomplished. While Josh was known as being reckless and treating women badly, Clark had a reputation for being a sensational lover and for the brief time he was with a woman, he made her feel like an absolute princess. He was a modern day gentleman and most women melted at just seeing him.

Even Amy had to admit that he had an allure.

“Can I help you?” she asked, wondering why he had sat down.

“Do you know what I do when I see a beautiful woman?” Clark asked.

“No.”

“I come over, I sit with her, and I get her a drink.”

“Okay,” Amy replied uneasily.

“So,” Clark smiled, revealing two rows of perfect teeth. “What are you drinking?”

“Oh, no thank you,” Amy waved her hand dismissively.

“No? Because you are here with Josh Roberts and you are waiting for him to come back?” Clark asked.

“Well, yes,” Amy admitted.

“Sweetheart, Josh Roberts is a boy. I’m a man. Do you know what he does at events like these? He goes and has sex with that little tart Demure and they film it and then leak it to the press to advance their sad little careers. Whereas when I see a striking woman, engage her in conversation and get to know her. Then the next day I fly her out to my private island.”

“Sounds exotic,” Amy smiled, feeling rather unimpressed with Clark’s attack on Josh.

“It is. I could see you there… lying in a hammock, wearing just a smile.”

Amy blushed but it was all a bit much for her, Clark was old enough to be her father! She wasn’t interested in his wealth, or his island, she liked Josh. She already knew about the video, she doubted there was anyone in the world who hadn’t heard about it.

“I’m flattered, Mr. Smith-Jackson, really I am. But I’m after a boy, not a man.” She smiled sweetly as Clark’s face soured and he got up and left.

“Whoa, what did I miss?” Josh said as he sat down just as the billionaire left in a huff.

“Nothing, just some guy inviting me to stay on his island and wear nothing but a smile,” Amy said being overly blasé for comedic affect.

“Sounds like quite the offer,” Josh noted.

“I’m waiting on a better one,” Amy smiled flirtatiously.

“Oh?” Josh asked, interested.

“I was kind of hoping you’d invite me back to yours,” she said coyly.

“Shall we go now?” Josh asked, almost leaping to his feet.

“Okay, if you like,” Amy laughed.

Leading her by the hand Josh almost ran out of the venue and she struggled to keep up.

“Oh, and next time,” she stopped him as they were leaving, “I’m choosing what we do for a date. I’m growing a bit tired of all these celebrity shindigs.”

“Whatever you say.” Josh smiled and then kissed her passionately as yet more cameras sparked to life around them, capturing their embrace for the whole world to see.

“So what are we doing today?” Josh asked sleepily as he rolled over and raised himself up with one arm.

“I believe its lady’s choice,” he added seductively before planting a gentle kiss upon Amy’s lips.

She suddenly found herself wishing she’d woken up before him so that she could have gone and brushed her teeth!

“It is my choice,” Amy smiled, pulling herself away from Josh and scrambling out of bed. Even though he’d seen her the night before she suddenly felt very self-conscious and was grateful for the hotel robe nearby which she could hide within.

It was then, as the passion from the previous night melted away that she finally saw just how spectacular the hotel room was.

No, room didn’t do it justice, it was a suite! It was larger than her apartment, with its own living area and even a twelve place mahogany dining table.

“This room is amazing,” she cooed as she glanced around, getting distracted.

“You were saying something else was amazing last night,” Josh teased.

“Behave!” Amy scolded.

“So, come on then, what’s the plan for today?” Josh prompted again.