Starburst (30 page)

“We’re
going to leave,” she told her mom.

“Why?
Aren’t you having a good time?”

“Not
really, I want to be over there, not here,” she stated, nodding toward Trevas.

“Well
Kay and I are not leaving yet. This is her last night here, and we came to have
a good time. Simon will drive us home later. Go tell your dad, he’s probably
not going to like it very much.”

“And
I care?” she replied, sarcastically.

Alley
found her dad and told him that she and Trevas were going to go.

“You
should go Alley,” he said, and it surprised her. “You two haven’t taken your
eyes off of each other since you got here.”

“You’re
the one that cares that someone might see us together. If you would quit with
all of that, we would stay.”

“No,”
he said kissing her on the forehead. “Not yet, I will talk to you tomorrow.”

Alley
looked at Trevas and nodded toward the door. Trevas shook Chases hand and told
him that was his Q, and he was out of there.

Trevas
opened the car door for her and as soon as he was in the car she pulled his
buttoned up shirt from his jeans and ran her hand over his six pack abs. She
kissed him with all tongue, followed by a soft moan. As soon as she pulled away
he looked around to make sure no one was around and thankfully there was
nothing but the dark night. Alley unbuttoned his jeans and slowly unzipped
them.

“Alley
what are you doing?” he asked, but didn’t stop her.

“Just
drive,” she demanded, and took him in her hand, causing him to gasp.

“Jesus
Alley, I can’t drive with you doing that.”

“You’re
doing fine. Back your seat up a little,” she demanded, quietly in a low raspy
voice that drove him crazy.

He
moved his seat back as far as he could go, and still reach the pedals. She
waited until they were out on the road and moved over and took him in her
mouth. He wanted to protest, but his body wouldn’t let him. He moved his free
hand over and pulled her shirt up from the side and caressed her breast,
teasing her nipples, she moaned as she took him in and out of her mouth. Trevas
couldn’t stand it and didn’t think he had ever been so hard in his life. He
took a less traveled road along the coast and pulled behind a big wooden sign
and shut the lights off.

 She
didn’t stop nor pay attention to where they were. He moved his hands to her
button on her shorts and slid his fingers in. She squirmed with an erotic moan
at the touch of his fingers. They continued to penetrate each other until Alley
had to pull her mouth away from him, but kept up the momentum with her hand as
he brought her to ecstasy with his fingers, and she was calling out in
profanity.

“Fuck
Trevas,” she yelled, and as soon as she could handle it she removed the lower
half of her clothing and straddled him. He backed the seat up more and guided
himself into her and thought he was going to let go as soon as she slid down
him. Trevas held her hips still, and he moved in and out of her at a rapid pace,
and in seconds not minutes it was over. She bent to kiss him and whispered that
she loved him.

“I
love you too, and you are an amazing lover.”

Alley
snickered, and shifted off of him and got dressed.

Peyton
and Kay made it home around two in the morning, and they both stopped at the
end of the sofa and stared down at their sleeping children. Trevas was on his
side, and Alley was backed up against him. He held her so tight, they wondered
how she could breathe. The cooking channel was playing in the background, and
Peyton turned it off.

“Should
we wake them?” Peyton asked Kay.

“You
can if you want, I’m too drunk to care,” she replied, and they laughed, which
woke Trevas.

Trevas
sat up, shaking his numb arm from Alley sleeping on it, and she woke too.

“I don’t
think you two should hang out together anymore,” Trevas told them.

“Let’s
go to bed Trevas,” Alley told him and stood up.

“I’ll
be up in a minute,” he told her, and she sat back down beside him, raising his
arm so she could snuggle up to him. He kissed her head and Payton and his mom
sat in the chairs across from them.

“I
take it you guys had fun,” Trevas said.

“Yes
we had a blast. Kay pushed Fletcher in the pool. It was great,” Peyton said,
laughing.

“I
did not push him. I didn’t push him Trevas,” Kay pleaded t Trevas.

“You
pushed Nicholas Fletcher in the pool?” Trevas asked, and looked down to Alley
to see why she had nothing to say about it, and she was sound asleep in his
chest.

“No,
I didn’t push him, hell I’m not sure I even touched him,” she added, thinking
about it.

“I
like to think that you pushed him,” Peyton teased.

“You
might as well, everyone else thinks that I did.”

Trevas
yawned. “Do you realize you have to get up in like four hours mom?”

“Yeah,
I don’t care though. I had a blast with Peyton, and she really isn’t the stuck
up bitch that the internet says she is,” she slurred, and Peyton busted out
laughing.

“I’m
going to bed,” Trevas said, not able to get the humor after being asleep, and
still feeling half asleep. “Alley, come on, let’s go to bed.”

Trevas’s
alarm went off at five thirty. When he emerged from the bathroom Alley was
getting dressed.

“What
are you doing baby, you don’t have to go with me, go back to bed.”

“No,
I want to go see your mom off if it’s okay with you,” she added, thinking maybe
he wanted to be alone with his mom.

“Yes,
it’s more than okay with me.” He replied, and waited on her while she brushed
her teeth and washed her face.

They
were both surprised when they came downstairs, and Peyton was up and dressed
too. She wanted to ride along to see her off as well.

Anna
met them at the airport, and they all had breakfast before seeing her off. Kay
had to go down the line, hugging all of them, and quickly turned and walked
away, trying not to cry in front of them.

Alley
and Trevas flew to Australia the following Monday to finally start shooting.
They shot the middle of the movie and some of the end. Fletcher had two rooms
booked for them, but as soon as the hall was clear, she went to him or he would
go to her. Trevas was amazed at her performance and how easy it was for her to
step into the shoes of her character. He talked to Peyton every day because she
wanted to know how she was doing, and Trevas thought she was bored and lonely
being home alone. 

“This
girl is freaking amazing Peyton,” he told her. “I think this is her calling,
and she shouldn’t stop after this one. She is that good.”

Peyton
beamed with pride, and Fletcher too was giving her the scoop on how she was
doing. He too told her that she was a natural, and not once has he yelled cut
because of her. They were in Australia for two and a half weeks and had to fly
back again a week later to reshoot a scene that Fletcher wasn’t happy with.

They
spent the next almost three months traveling to somewhere constantly. If it
wasn’t for shooting, they were flying somewhere for promotional photo shoots or
interviews, and Alley soon became very popular, plastered all over the internet
and magazines. Finally on November 16
^th
Ally turned eighteen and
they could shoot the sex scenes which Trevas was not at all happy about.

He
stood in the background as he had for the past three months and watched the
girl that he loved, make out with the boy that she had become friends with. He
watched as they set up and started with the kissing scenes. He hated it and
hated it even more when Jarrod Jackson was between her legs pretending to make
love to her, and he had watched the expressions on her face and the noises that
she made while her naked hips thrust into his.  It was a look that only he was
supposed to see. As soon as Fletcher yelled cut, she was off the bed, and a
robe was being thrown around her. She looked to see Trevas’s expression, and
could tell that he was having a hard time with it. She smiled a warm smile and
snuck a wink telling him it was okay.

They
spent the next two weeks shooting shower and sex scenes, and Alley didn’t seem
to be bothered at all that her breast were exposed to nineteen people standing
around holding cameras, lights or microphones. She played her part, and as soon
as cut was called, she was Alley again.

The
time went faster than Trevas had anticipated. They flew home from a photo shoot
in Paris just in time for Christmas and spent it with Peyton, and Kay flew in as
well. On February 12
^th,
they were finally shooting the last day and
had a wrap party at a country club in New Orleans. Trevas prayed that all went
well with the filming, hoping they were done. He seemed to hate it more than
Alley but never said anything. She was constantly getting scripts, and would
toss them away not interested, and Trevas was grateful that she was sticking to
her plan and only doing the one movie.

Trevas
stood in the background and watched as the cast and crew mingled and drank too
much. Jerrod was being overly friendly with Alley, and they laughed and were
having a good time. He wasn’t worried at all about the guy anymore. He had seen
her around him enough now to know that she wouldn’t give him the time of day,
and the only thing that genuinely bothered him was keeping their secret. He
knew it wasn’t for too much longer, and Alley and Trevas both had told Fletcher
that as soon as the movie was out, they were done hiding, and he meant it. He
only had to wait three more months and hoped that now that filming was finished
he could take her to Utah for a couple of weeks and get away from all of it for
a while.

Peyton’s
new movie had just come out in theaters and was a big hit. She too was ready to
stop and take a breather. She had been flying all over the place promoting it,
doing the carpet events and talk shows. Alley was right behind her and would be
doing the same thing very soon. No matter how much she protested or didn’t want
to do it, she knew she had too, and neither she nor Trevas was looking forward
to it. His hopes of getting away were all he could think about and Alley
couldn’t wait either. She had four weeks with a clear schedule unless there had
to be a reshoot. She was so excited about going to the lake cabin and being
locked in, for at least two weeks with just her and Trevas. And they had it
planned in just two short weeks.

They
did get to spend their two weeks alone at the lake cabin and had a much needed
quiet two weeks. Kay visited often, and they visited her. They spent the
majority of their time inside the cabin due to the cold weather and loved every
second of it.

Peyton Olivia Paxton

Payton’s
new movie was a big success and was now out on DVD. Things had settled down for
her, and she wasn’t being offered any scripts that caught her attention. She
was missing Alley and Trevas being around, and was tired of spending so much
time home alone. James did stop by a couple of times a week, and that too came
to a halt when he got involved with a female friend of Peyton’s, and told
Peyton that he couldn’t see her anymore because things were getting serious
with his new love and he wanted to make a go at it.

Trevas
called Peyton one Friday morning around the end of March while he waited for
Alley to come out to appear on her very first talk show to promote the movie.
He was a nervous wreck worried that she was going to say something that she
shouldn’t say and Peyton knew too, there was a good possibility of that as
well, especially if Mickey Blue, who Peyton had been on many times got off
topic, and got too personal, which he was known to do.

“I
have to go Peyton he just announced her name,” Trevas told her, and she made
him promise to call as soon as she was done.

Alley
was dressed in a short white dress with a dark blue wide stripes going down
both sides and black heels. The dress fit snug and her hair was down, and she
tossed it nervously out of her face as she walked up the one step and Mickey
took her hand, kissing her on the cheek. She waved to the audience and sat in
the leather chair in front of his desk.

The
audience was yelling, she smiled a weak smile and waved a weak hand toward
them.

“Thank
you so much for coming, Alley,” he started.

“Thank
you for having me,” she replied and Trevas had to snicker, knowing she would
have rather been shoveling shit than sitting there.

“So
this is your first movie?” he asked.

“It
is,” she replied with only that.

“And
you are staring with Jerrod Jackson, correct?”

“Yes
Jerrod Jackson plays my solider companion,” she replied, and Trevas was
pleasantly surprised at how calm she seemed to be, and she answered his
questions about the movie flawlessly as if she had done it a million times.
They watched a clip and of course he had to show a clip of them being intimate,
which made Alley uncomfortable, and he could tell as she crossed her legs and
the heel of her foot on the floor bounced up and down.

“This
is quite the steamy movie for a first time role. Where you uncomfortable at all
about doing scenes like this?”

“Did
I look uncomfortable to you?” she asked, and Trevas thought,
oh no, here it
comes,
but surprisingly, she laughed and rephrased her response.

“No,
I was fine with it really, remember who my mother and father are,” she added.
“I have been around a set my whole life, and I knew before I ever agreed, what
I was getting into.”

“I
also read that you agreed to the part because it was one of your favorite
books.”

“Yes,
I read the book first, in like my freshman year in school, and I read it twice
after that.”

Mickey
stayed on topic for about twelve of her eighteen minute time frame and then got
off.

“I’m
sure you have seen your mom play the internet game with us, are you up for it?”
he asked, and Trevas knew exactly what he was doing. It was a game where they
put up pictures of the guest from different internet sites, and the stars had
to describe what was going on in them.

“Oh
yes, the internet game, I freaking love that game,” she said, sarcastically and
frowned at the audience, and they laughed. Trevas couldn’t believe her, she had
them all eating out of the palm of her hand, and he loved it. “Go,” she said, twirling
her finger in a circular motion, agreeing to the game.

She
put her head down and shook it with an embarrassed shake at the first picture
of her, holding a bowl and lighting it with a lighter.

“Fucked
up,” she described, and the audience laughed. Trevas shook his head but had to
laugh too, along with Mickey Blue.

“That’s
it? That’s all the exclamation we get?” he joked.

“I
really hope you can figure out what is going on there without an exclamation,”
she told him. “That’s not me, I’m sure its photo shopped,” she added, but they
all knew she was joking and knew that it was indeed her. “Next,” she said,
waving her hand to get rid of the picture.

The
next one was her, and Jerrod Jackson at the wrap party and he was twirling her
around.

“Fucked
up,” she said again, and once again they all laughed. “I don’t know. What do
you want me to say to that?” she rephrased. “It was an after party, and we were
just goofing off.”

“Can
we expect love in the air with you two?” he asked, hoping to get some gossip.

“You
can expect whatever you want,” she explained, and everyone once again laughed
at her response.

The
next picture was a photo shoot, and she was wearing a white transparent, remarkably
short dress with long flowing sleeves and a black bikini underneath. Her foot
was straightened out and she was dipping her toes into a creek, showing her
flawless long legs.

“You
describe that one,” she told him.

“Help
me out here audience,” he called and someone yelled, “HOT!” and the guys all
yelled and whistled.

“Get
that off of there,” she demanded with rosy cheeks.

The
next picture was her going into the tattoo shop with her hood on, dark
sunglasses and short, shorts.

“That’s
not me,” she said and got another laugh.

“There
have been numerous rumors about you having a tattoo, but nobody seems to know
if or what you have.”

“Next,”
she said, swiping her hand for the next picture, and Mickey Blue dropped it,
knowing she wasn’t telling.

The
next picture was of her and Trevas leaving the LAX airport. She had on skinny
jeans, converse sneakers and a hooded sweatshirt covered her head, along with
dark sunglasses and headphones. Trevas had his hand on her back leading her
out, his other hand blocked bystanders as he rushed her to the waiting car.

Alley
twisted her lips to the side, and Trevas got a quick adrenalin rush, worried
about what she was trying not to say.

“This
was after going back to New Orleans for a reshoot. We had worked nine straight
hours trying finish up, and then flew fifteen hours plus a three hour layover,
so I was going on like thirty hours with no sleep. I look like hell in this
picture, so I’m assuming you want me to comment on the hot body guard.” She
asked with raised eyebrows and Trevas smiled.

“We
have noticed that this one bodyguard seems to travel everywhere with you.”
Mickey explained.

“We
have… as in who?” she asked, catching him off guard, and he wasn’t sure how to
respond.

“Is
this your personal bodyguard?”

“Yes,
I guess you could say that. He is the only one that my dad has been able to
find to put up with my shit,” she explained and again got a laugh.

The
next picture was of her dad and friend Brooke Austin, kissing on the balcony of
the hotel, and again she twisted her mouth to the side.

“That
one pisses me off and tells me that you are an ass for putting it up there,”
she said, and Trevas was starting to freak out a little. He couldn’t believe
that they did that to her. “But it also tells me that you have balls for
trying, but I have no comment so, move along.” She said, and Trevas breathed a
sigh of relief.

The
next picture was of Peyton and her when she was maybe six or seven with no front
teeth dressed like a bloody zombie, holding an orange pumpkin full of candy.

“What
the hell? Where did you get that?” she asked, shaking her head at the photo.

“You
were like two in this picture. What would possess your mother to let you dress
like this?”

Alley
laughed. “It was right after she had done ‘Zombie Bride’ I wanted to be the
girl Flo in it,” she explained.

“Your
mother let you watch that at that age? I’m going to have to have a talk with
her”

“Yup,
it’s all her fault, I turned out like this” she accused Payton,  “Actually I
never saw the movie until I was probably thirteen or so, but I was on set a lot
for, it and got to watch the makeup artist dress the zombies, so it was all
just make believe and playing dress up to me.”

“Thank
you so much for being here,” Mickey finally said, dismissing her. “Folks Ms.
Alley Fletcher, lead role in the movie ‘Handbook’ coming out in theaters May 12
^th
.”
He called to the audience, and they all clapped as he helped her down the one
step, waving to the audience one more time.

Trevas
waited in the hall for her to change into jeans and a hooded sweatshirt. He had
the biggest smile on his face when she joined him.

“You
were awesome up there,” he told her excited.

“What?
You’re not going to yell at me for dropping the F bomb?”

“Not
a chance, you dropped it where it needed to be dropped, and I am so proud of
you.”

“Good
now get me the hell out of here,” she demanded, and he led her to their waiting
car.

Peyton
watched at eleven thirty and called her as soon as it was over. “Alley Fletcher
you freaking amaze me sometimes. You were spectacular.”

Alley
laughed, “Thanks mom, but I prefer not to do it again.”

“You
are going to do it several more times before this movie comes out, but if you
do what you did today, you won’t have a thing to worry about, other than there
are some that you are not going to be able to use the language.”

“I
know, but if it falls out of my mouth, they will just have to bleep it out.”

“Alley
I have to go, your dad is beeping in my ear. I’m so proud of you. Love you.”

“Love
you bye,” Alley replied.

“Fletcher
did you see how amazing our daughter was?” she answered his call.

“Yes
I did, that’s why I’m calling you. I was a nervous wreck waiting to watch what
she said. I don’t think I could have said it better.”

“Me
either, I’m dumbfounded at her right now. She was born to be in show business.”

“I
agree, come over here,” he added, changing the subject.

“Fletcher,
stop it. I’m not coming over there, and we are not having sex,” she told him,
but had to argue with herself not to go. She hadn’t seen James in over a month,
and she was starting to get frustrated, but she wasn’t about to go there with
Fletcher.

“Why?”
he asked.

“Because,
I divorced you a long time ago.”

“So
what? and I divorced you.”

Peyton
laughed. “Okay you divorced
me,
but I’m still not coming to your house.
Goodnight Fletch.”

“Goodnight
Peyton,” he growled, frustrated.

Peyton
poured a glass of wine and ran a tub of hot water in her Jacuzzi tub. She was
just about to step in when Kay called, and she was so glad for the company even
if it was just over the phone.

“Oh
my God Peyton, Alley was a card.”

“I
know, I can’t believe how good she did, and she handled it with so much
dignity.”

“Are
you busy? I can call back if you want?” Kay asked, hearing the water slosh.

“No,
I’m not busy and don’t you dare hang up. I am going crazy here by myself. I’m
about ready to take one of these movies that I am not the least bit interested
in, just for something to do.”

“Peyton!”
Kay exclaimed.

“What?”
she answered, thinking she said something wrong.

“Come
out here. I just took two weeks’ vacation, but I can’t go far because of an
audit and a new client that I’m trying to get. Fly out here and spend a few
days.”

 “Really
Kay?”

“Yeah,
it will be fun, we can shop and eat out without being bombarded with your crazy
fans in LA.”

“What
are you saying, I don’t have fans in Utah?”

“Of
course you do. I’m here aren’t I? I just know they won’t attack you here like
they do there. You may have to sign a few autographs, but I’m sure they won’t
gather around you like they do there.”

“Kay
I love you. This is just what I need right now.”

“Really?
You’ll come?”

“Yes,
when did you want me to come?”

“You
can come whenever you want. My vacation started at five o’clock today.”

“Let
me see when I can get a flight, and I will let you know.”

“Okay
that sounds like a plan. Give me a call when you find out.”

“Kay,
you’re not hanging up on me now are you? Because it sounds to me like you’re
saying goodbye.”

Kay
laughed. “I’m not doing anything, so if you need to talk, I’m free for at least
two more beers.”

****

Payton
got a flight out on Tuesday morning and had an escort take her to the airport
but didn’t want one all the way and Kay was picking her up. Alley and Trevas
would be there in a few days as well, and she was excited to get away.

Kay
spent two days cleaning even though she knew Peyton would never judge her
normal, ordinary house, she was still a little self-conscious about it knowing
that Peyton was used to extravagant. She had no elaborate pool for them to hang
out in, her washer and dryer was in a dungeon like basement that smelled of
musty cinderblock. Her bedrooms had no private bathrooms, and there was only
one, besides the small one in the basement that hadn’t been used since Trevas
lived there. Her home was fifteen hundred square feet and would fit inside of
Peyton’s four thousand square foot home, twice over. It was a nice middle class
home, and Kay was proud that it was hers and she worked hard for it. It sat in
a neighborhood, and the only privacy was the back yard with the privacy fence
that kept her dog Strike from wondering to the neighbor’s yard.