If it's wrong, why does it feel so good.

Chapter 2

Sarah and Stefani of course were the last to show. Taking their time getting ready as usual. They were both pleasantly surprised by the venue they were walking in to. And even more so, when they were directed to a private lounge. Dimly lit, with sofa's, juke boxes, and a very appealing open bar. "Oh wow." Stefani smiled.

She was surprised by the number of people in there. She knew the camera crew was big, but then she realised Anthony, Sam and some of the drag queens in the movie were there too.

"Oh my god, what are you guys doing here?" She squealed hugging Sam and Anthony. As they were on location, she thought they were back in LA.

"We're filming here tomorrow. You look fucking great." Anthony smiled.

"So do you boys." She smirked. As she looked around trying to spot a certain face.

"Bradley is around there somewhere." Sam smirked.

"Oh, right."

They both knew that's exactly the person, Stefani's eyes were trying to land on.

She made her way up to the bar. Ordering a much needed drink. When she felt someone up behind her.

"Those pants are most certainly working for you." He whispered into her ear.

"Working for me? Or you." She winked.

"Both."

"You look good." She said simply, taking in, his white shirt, that definitely showed off his impressive body. And how his natural tan, complimented it so well.

"You look really, really, good." He kept his eyes on her.

"I didn't know those guys were filming here tomorrow."

"Oh yeah, I found a bar, that is perfect for the drag bar scene, so I was thinking we could try it out. Busy day tomorrow, drag bar, and your two pop scenes."

"Oh that's exciting!" She smiled.

"Yeah." He nodded. Unable to keep his eyes away from her. The way her outfit hugged her, and how naturally sexy she was. He was so overwhelmed by her.

"You need to be careful with those glances Cooper, don't want to give people the wrong idea."

"They're only glances." He shrugged.

"They can go a long way." She bit her lip, looking right into his eyes again.

"And what if I'm perfectly okay with that."

"I'd say you're much more ballsy than I thought you were, I like it.. a lot." She winked, whispering the last part. The flirting levels unbearable for him. She was too much. She went to move from the bar, before looking back to him once more.

"Close your mouth Brad, you don't want to catch a fly."

He was left speechless to say the least. And yet again, baffled by just how much power she had over him. Her flirting was probably the sexiest thing he's ever experienced, and it just kept him wanting more and more. He should feel guilty. He has a girlfriend at home. But she's the last thing on his mind right now.