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3 years ago

I wake up to my alarm on my phone. I get up and walk to my closet. I pick out a pair of leggings, a sweater that has the Eiffel Tower on it, a pair of socks, and a bra and underwear. I walk to the shower. I shave, wash my body and hair and let the water beat against my back. I hear someone knock on my trailer door.

"Blake hurry up!" I hear my brother yell.

"I'm getting ready to get out of the shower!" I yell back.

"Okay."

I get out and wrap my baby blue towel around my frame and step out on the mat. I change into my outfit for the day and grab my camera. I jog to the set start taking pictures. The teams working on The Avengers.

"Does mother know you weareth her drapes?" My brother says to Thor.

"Him and his character act just alike don't they. They're both smartasses," Chris says standing by me in his suit.

"Yeah but ya gotta love him," I say with a smile.

"Better get ready," he says with a smile.

Wow that's a really sexy smile.

I end up taking a few more pictures before calling it a night. I decide to sit on the floor and watch the action and look through the photos I took. At about 11:00p.m everyone calls it a night. Robert and I decide to Skype Suzan and Exton. After a while I decide to head to my trailer.

I walk out to see Chris walking to his trailer.

"What's on the bag. Good stuff!?" I ask.

"Yeah want some?" He says when he gets closer.

"Yeah I won't tell anyone where I got it from."

"Funny no it's just some food," he say getting his keys.

"Mhm sure," I say with a smile.

I turn to walk away before he starts to talk.

"Your calling it a night already?" He asks.

"Not if you don't want me too. We could hang out," I say.

"Sure," he says opening the door.

I walk in with him right behind me. I sit down on the couch.

"How did you get into photography?" He asks.

"I just really like taking photos. I got my first camera when I was ten. I realized how beautiful nature was up close. Then my brother became famous and I thought it'd be cool to take behind the scenes photos and that's where I am today," I explain.

"Can I see the photos you took today?" He asks.

"Yeah sure," I say grabbing the camera.

Once I turn around and turn my camera on I sit next to Chris. I show him the photos and turn my camera off. We sit and chat for about another half an hour and I decide to get up and leave.

"Hey I gotta question," he says.

I turn around to face him.

"Yeah sure," I say with a smile.

"How about a date. Tomorrow night say about six-ish?" He asks.

"That sounds nice Chris," I say with a smile.

"Great," he says before leaning in.

Our lips touch for a small second before he pulls away.

"I'm sorry Blake I don-" I cut him off.

"No that was a really good kiss," I say looking into his beautiful baby blue eyes.

"Okay then," he says before coming closer.

I sit my camera down and wrap my arms around his neck. Our lips meet once again but don't pull away this time. Next thing I know is that my hand is sliding into his dirty blonde hair. Next thing I know is that I'm laying in his bed on bottom.

"My brothers going to kill me," I say pulling away to catch a breath.

"He doesn't have to know," he says moving down to my neck.

I let out a small moan when he found my weak spot. He just smiles on my neck before moving his lips again. My hands slide up his back under his shirt and pulls it off. His hands slide up my waist under my shirt and lifts it up over my head. He strips me down to where  I'm in my matching black bra and panties. It's starting to get hot in here.

"I won't do anything you don't want me too," he whispers in my ear.

"It's fine I can handle it," I whisper back.

I find my way to his belt with my hands and undo it and through it to the floor. He slides his pants off and tosses them to the side.

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"That was great," I say rolling on my side facing him.

"I really like you," he says.

"Me too. Maybe we should skip the first  four dates and go on one and date," I say biting my lip.

"Maybe," he says kissing me.

"Can I stay here?" I ask.

"Yeah it's too late for you to walk to your trailer."

"Thanks," I say.

With this I fall asleep.

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