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harm in that?” I teased, trying to lighten the mood.
    “I just don’t…I have no idea what you want from me.”
    “Look, I have a crazy few weeks of filming and doing photo shoots with Pure Desire. I was just hoping for a little distraction when I got back to my hotel each night.”
    “And I’m that distraction?”
    “I’d like you to be,” I admitted. “Blake, I’ve never been so satisfied sexually before.”
    “Yeah,” he laughed. “I bet you say that to all your fuck buddies. Is this a regular thing you do? Do you have guys all over the world you can just call on anytime you want?”  
    “You asshole!” I seethed. “Fine, forget the whole thing!” The air around us was thick with tension, but not in a good way. “Pull the car over, Blake.”
    “What?”
    “Pull the car over! I can walk from here!”
    “Violet, the hotel is still several blocks away.”
    “I’d rather walk than spend another second listening to your hurtful bullshit!”
    “I’m sorry, okay?” He sounded sincere but I was still livid. “Violet, really, I am sorry. It’s just a lot to take in. I mean, you are like the untouchable goddess. We mere mortals need time to adjust to news like this.”
    “I’m just a normal girl inside, Blake.”
    “You could never be normal, Violet. I thought that before I even knew who you really were.” God, he could say the sweetest things. I was already beginning to forgive him for his nasty words.  
    “I know I should have told you, but if I’m being honest, I liked that you didn’t know who I was. It was refreshing! You wanted me—just for me.”
    “I still want you just for you,” he muttered, turning to glance at me for a short second.
    “We can talk about this later,” I replied as he pulled up outside the hotel.
    “I don’t know about all of this, Violet,” he sighed, pulling at his hair.
    “Look, we can just talk. I need to explain myself, Blake. Please, say you’ll come later?” He looked lost in thought until finally, he nodded. “Thank you. I promise I will explain everything tonight.”
    “I’ll see you at eight, then,” he murmured, his eyes fixated on my lips. I wanted to kiss him goodbye, but I had a feeling it would have been too much at that moment in time.
    “See you later,” I smiled shyly, getting out of the car.  Something told me I had some serious explaining to do later if I was going to get what I wanted for the next two weeks.
    The rest of the day dragged. I was shown the commercial set for Pure Desire, which took a while. The warehouse it was located in was freezing cold but it was beautiful with its diamond chandeliers dangling from the ceiling. The atmosphere was magical when the lights were working and streaming their beams in unison, but my mind was too occupied—racing with thoughts of Blake—to really take it all in. I had come to one conclusion: no man had ever made me feel that way before, and I wasn’t willing to give him up yet if he decided he didn’t want to continue with this. Whatever ‘this’ was.
    “You seem really distracted, Violet,” Allie mused as we headed back to the hotel.
    “I’m just tired.”
    “We’ve barely started. You still need to go over the script for the commercial a few times before we can take a break.”
    “Allie, I’ll be fine, really!” I stressed.
    “What happened when you went out for lunch? Did you go and meet him.”
    “Who?”
    “Oh, come on, Violet. Look, if there is some old flame here in Nebraska, that’s fine. I just need to be prepared for any press attention. All I need is a name so I can do a background check.”
    “He isn’t an old flame. I only met him last night.”
    She widened her eyes at me in total shock. Yeah, the press might suggest I had as many one night stands as hot dinners, but that just wasn’t true. “You brought him back after only just meeting him?”
    “We had a connection. I can’t really explain it.”
    “Please be careful, Violet. You know nothing