I raised one manicured eyebrow at Julia, my receptionist, who was sitting behind the desk with an enormous, excited smile on her face. She handed me my next patient's information sheet and I quickly scanned the paper, readjusting the black, Prada gl...
Chris pulled into a side street and expertly parked his sleek, black Lexus, doing a quick head check as he pulled the gear stick into park. He turned to face me, a small smile on his lips as his eyes searched my face. "Nice park" I said looking out the window and down at the curb, "Have to say I'm pretty impressed" I added, turning to him and winking. My eyes widened, surprised by own words. Where on earth did that burst of confidence come from?
"Were you doubting me?" Chris asked, raising his eyebrows and smiling his boyish grin at me. I tapped my chin pretending to be deep in thought. "I guess that's for me to know and you to find out" I said flashing him my best smile. "That sounds like a challenge" Chris said leaning his head back against the head rest. "And I've never been known to back down from a challenge" he added with his million-dollar smile before turning and opening up the driver door and getting out of the car.
I pulled down the hem of my dress and looked down at my chest to make sure that I hadn't had an accidental slip, tucking one side of my hair behind my ear and reaching out to open the passenger door. Before I had a chance to pull the handle, the door opened in front of me and I looked up to find Chris smiling down at me with his hand outstretched. My heart flipped, I'd found the last guy in LA that still opened doors.
I smiled and reached out to put my hand in his, getting out of the the car as gracefully as I could without stumbling in my heels. Standing up, I smoothed out my dress, my stomach flipping as Chris reached behind me to close the car door. He paused for a moment, his blue eyes looking intently at me and I felt a flush slowly creep up my chest. His face was only inches away from mine and all of sudden it dawned on me that Chris had never released my hand, and my fingers were now firmly intertwined with his.
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Chris' POV:
I watched as Bianca threw her head back in laughter, her lips parted in a wide, happy grin. I couldn't help but smile as I looked at her. She leaned forward to take a sip of her wine and I realised that this was the first time I'd seen her without her glasses, her green eyes were wide and bright. "So you grew up in Massachusetts?" Bianca asked as she pushed one side of her dark hair back behind her ear, running her finger around the edge of her wine glass. The more time I spent with her, the more I got used to her Australian accent.
"Born and raised in Subury, Boston" I answered proudly, taking a sip of my beer and looking back at her with a smile. I shifted in my chair, She was so god damn gorgeous. "I go back whenever I can and visit my family, I miss them so much. It's definitely the worst part of the fame" I said as I leaned forward to take off my jacket, hanging it on the back of my chair. "Tell me about your family!" Bianca said grinning, taking another sip of her wine.
Bianca's POV:
"So I'm one of four, there's my older sister Carly - she's a drama and English teacher, and the one that got me into acting in the first place. She's got three kids, Ethan, Miles and Stella" he said speaking animatedly and I smiled - I could immediately tell that he was incredibly fond of them, and I loved that he was so family orientated.
"Then there's me, then my younger sister Shanna - she's an art teacher, and then my younger brother Scott - he's an actor". Chris continued to tell me about Scott, he was gay and an actor on a number of TV shows. I couldn't help but smile, the pride that Chris had for all three of his siblings was more than evident in the way he spoke about them.
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