This Can't Be (Dakota and Jamie love story) #WATTYS2015

Chapter 9

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I can feel his warm breath on me,
"Thanks for the towel" he puts his arm around me to hand me the towel
"You're welcome" I murmur and grab it and turn around to face him.
His lips are inches away from mine.
I really want to feel them on me
"The c-coffees ready"
"I'm not sure I can" he says
"Can't what" I say breathlessly
"Wait another day... To taste you" he whispers to my lips
"Ja-"
His mouth covers mine and his hands grab my waist and pin me to the refrigerator behind me
I stop resisting and give in.
His kisses are so rough yet his lips are so soft.
I suppress my urge to moan because it's just that good and he presses into me and I gasp which gives him full advantage to enter his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues intertwine as they dance in patterns , each play turning more feverish than the last one he is the first one to break contact and says
"I've been wanting to do this since I first met you in the audition room" he says breathlessly.
I hold on to his arms because I feel like I just ran a 26.2 mile marathon non stop.
"Jai-"
He kisses me chastely
"Jaime" I turn my head away and step out of his reach, luckily I'm able to stand on my feet without them turning into jelly
"This - this it can't" I look anywhere but him. I don't know why I said that. I wanted it probably more than he does but...
"Shit!" He exclaims
I look at him
"Did I totally mis read you? You have a boyfriend that's it? I-I'm so sorry Dakota...... I thought" he starts backing up and turns to the living room as he runs his hands through his wet curly locks.
"Jamie" I follow him to the living room
He puts on a USC sweatshirt I have laying out for him and puts his hand out, "You don't have to say anything Dakota"
Truth is I don't know what to say. I'm still caught up in 30 seconds ago.
Come on Dakota say something
"I'll call a taxi for you"
He looks up at me but says nothing.

15 mins with pure silence,
I receive a phone call indicating that his cab arrived.
"You're cab is downstairs"
"Thank you" he looks anywhere but me.
As he heads towards the door my instincts kick in and I grab his hand
"Jamie ...." He turns and looks at me.
"Friends right?"
"Friends" he smiles weakly and I squeeze his hand for reassurance.
Then he's gone.

Out of all days it decides to snow today and Im walking to set, I spot Jamie from far getting his hair fixed.
I stop on my tracks.
How do I act with what happened yesterday. I have to talk to him before we start

"Okay everyone take your marks were going to start" Sam directs
Fuck.
"ACTION!"
The elevator arrives, and we step in. We're alone. Suddenly, for some inexplicable reason, possibly our proximity in such an enclosed space and what happened yesterday but the atmosphere between us changes, charging with an electric, exhilarating anticipation or maybe my anticipation ,
I should have talked to him before
My breathing alters as my heart races. His head turns fractionally toward me, his eyes darkest slate but no emotion at all.
It's not the Jamie I met weeks ago.
I bite my lip because of the script.
"Oh, fuck the paperwork," he growls. He lunges at me, pushing me against the wall of the elevator. Before I know it's suppose to happen he's got both of my hands in one of his in a vice-like grip above my head, and he's pinning me to the wall using his hips. His other hand grabs my ponytail and yanks down, bringing my face up, and his lips are on mine. My tongue tentatively strokes his and joins his in a slow dance. He brings his hand up to grasp my chin and holds me in place. My hands pinned, my face held, and his hips restraining me. .
Oh my Jamie's lips are so warm and I want him, here... now, in this fake elevator.

"CUT!"
"Take 5 while we fix the camera for a new angle"

Jamie steps back and we both try to catch our breath.
"Oh god" I whisper and he walks off
Jamie doesn't even look at me.
What did I do yesterday

We do the take 20 more times because of the angles and because Sam says she can't quite get the kiss she wants.
"Alright cut, take 20 you guys, we've been doing this for more than an hour but when we come back I want to see fire"

I rush behind Jamie while everyone busies them selves with the the set and the food table.

"Jamie slow down!" I call behind him "Jamie ple----ahhhhhh!" I slip on black ice and land on my butt.
"Owwww" I lay on my back trying to free from the pain
I hear footsteps running towards me
"Dakota!" It's Jamie and he kneels down next to me "Are you okay?"
"Yeah my ass broke my fall" I sit up
"Here let me help you up" he says
He grabs me by the waist and I'm in his arms, he examines my face with his hands and I lean into his touch.
This is where I want to be.
It just feels so ... right.
"Are you okay now?" He lets go
Noooooooo
"Jamie-"
"Dakota don't I know what you're going to say" he starts to walk to his trailer
"Jamie listen to me" I start to rush to get to him
Geeeeeeeze he walks fast.
"Jamie-"
"What Dakota?" He turns abruptly and I stumble to him
"What possible can you say that you didn't say yesterday? Oh wait you didn't say anything? How about telling me before hand that you had a boyfriend or you weren't interested. You led me on!"
"I led you on??!??.... WHAT!!!!" I throw my hands up in frustration to what he just said
"Yes all those after noon and nights we spent side by side at the movies or with others you made it seem like you were interested too!"
"I did no such thing, you-"
"Don't you dare turn this on me" he gets in my face
"Are you done ranting?" I roll my eyes
"No I-" my lips cover his and I pull back instantly forgetting were surrounded by people.
He grabs my arm and pulls me close he places his face in the crook of my neck and says " I want you so bad"
"I've never wanted anyone more since I saw you Jamie" I whisper breathlessly
He pulls me and walks towards his trailer we both look around enter quickly.

Once inside he pulls me close and clashes his lips with mine so hard that our teeth clatter. We're all tongues and frustration between us and as I try to fight the urge of moaning, Im weakened by his fever and I moan loudly into his mouth and he growls and pushes onto the trailers door. I move my hands from his biceps to his hair and twine my fingers with his soft wavy locks and pull them hard, he pulls away and whispers to my mouth "that's the way you want it Dakota?"
I'm so out of breath all I can manage is "mmmm" and he continues he lavish torture with my lips and tongue and moves down to my neck
"Jamie.." is what I manage to plead