The next morning, I got up early and went to set. I found Ian on the parking lot getting out of his car. He greeted me with a kiss on the cheek when I went over to him and we walked together to collect our scripts.
I had less scenes than the past episodes, as predicted by Julie, but I thought it was very well written. There was a quick make-out scene between Megan and Damon but I didn't mind. Not only was I used to it by now, but Megan looked really badass taking advantage of the absorbed magic.
They said it was okay for us to leave for the rest of the day and that we started filming the next morning so Ian suggested we went back to my hotel room to read over the script.
After half an hour of silence and just us reading, we went over to practicing the scenes we are together in. He smoothly insisted on practicing the kissing scenes and even made them I bit longer than scripted.
On one of the scenes Megan used her magic to move Damon and push him towards a seat, forcing him to seat down and then stranding him as she crushed her lips to him. I would be lying if I said I didn't enjoyed it.
So there I was, sitting on his lap with one knee on either side of him, kissing him passionately with my hands holding his face close to mine. He had his hands hocked on my waist, moving them up and down on a stroking motion occasionally. A moan escaped from his mouth and my lips attached to his drowned out the sound.
I completely forgot what was in the script. I had no idea if any of us had any lines, or if the scene just ended there.
I felt Ian giving in when I buried my face on his neck. He picked me up and walked me to the bed, where he laid me down and connected our lips again. The room was filled with our heavy breathing and Ian's groans when I hocked my legs around his waist and he moved his lips to neck.
I remember what we were suppose to be doing and had to end what was happening now. I held his hair and his touch became more passionate against my skin and thighs, to which he had a firm hold. I tried my best to not sound as breathless as I was when I spoke.
"Cut." I said which made him stop. He looked at me, panting. I could feel his chest moving against mine at incredible speeds, but still, mine started going quicker under his stare. A smile slowly grew on his face and I smiled too. His smile developed into a laugh and I couldn't hold mine in.
He rolled off of me and laid beside me for a few seconds before getting up and disappearing from my sight. I felt his weight on the bed again and when I looked over at him, he was siting on the edge of the bed with my guitar on his lap, running his hands through the threads. I repositioned myself so that I was laying face down with my feet on the top of the bed and resting my weight on my elbows at the bottom where he was sitting. I did a cliché cute pose with my hands underneath my chin and bended my knees so my feet were hanging. He looked at my every move and once he saw the final pose he chuckled.
He started playing some recognizable tunes but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. He took my expression as an expression of judgement and proceeded to defend himself.
"I'm no leading-guitarist-on-a-band but.." He said sarcastically and I rolled my eyes. He kept playing and I started to think about which song could that be.
...Give me love.
My eyes light up as I recognized the Ed Sheeran song. He half smiled at me and looked very focus playing the song. He hesitated when the singing was about to start but he started murmuring the vocals, almost unlistenable.
I just wanna hold ya he later sung.
He looked at me for a split second before starting the chorus.
Give a time to me, we'll burn this out.
We'll play hide and seek, to turn this around.
His eyes were closed deep in the music.
All I want is the taste that your lips allow.
My, my, my, my, oh give me love.
He started mute strumming like the song.
My, my, my, my, oh give me love.
My, my, my, my, oh give me love. He sung while looking directly into my eyes with his eyebrows raised. I started laughing and so did he, but he didn't stopped playing although he lost a little rhythm until he stopped playing and landed on top of me just as I finished flipping myself over, so his head was resting on my stomach.
The laughter died down and we stayed there, looking at the ceiling. I rested my hand on his chest and his hand held mine in place. As if I'd go anywhere. At least...not yet. On cue, he pulled my hand up to his lips, kissed it softly and laid it back onto his chest but didn't let it go.
Right then and there, laying on that hotel bed, with my heart beating in-synch with the one beside me, I realized one thing.
....I was in love with this man...
-x-
I didn't realized we fell asleep until I woke up. Ian, somehow, managed to bring his body up and hide his face on my neck with an arm wrapped around me without waking me up. I'll give him some credit, his breathing on my neck was soothing and his arm around me was not the worst thing in the world either. The sun hasn't come down yet and Ian is still sound asleep beside me or..on top of me, kinda.
I took the opportunity to pull a piece of his hair behind his ear with my free hand so I could continue admiring him and he stirred a bit. He took a deep breath waking up and spoke with his eyes closed.
"I should wake up like this more often." He said with his voice lazed with sleep, making him sound a hell of a lot sexier. As if he read my thoughts, he smirked at me and pulled me even closer to him, kissing my jaw line close to my ear and reassuming his position. "I can't stay the night again, can I?" He asked. As if he already knew the answer, he rolled off of the bed and walked around to the other side.
He bended down to kiss my lips goodbye and I closed my eyes in anticipation. Once the familiar and soothing feeling was gone, so was he.
-x-
An hour later, there was a knock on my door. I opened it to find a grinning Alex outside. Once she saw me, she pulled me into a hug which I responded to immediately. She said her greetings and I told her to come in which she did. We were hanging out on my hotel room sitting on a couch on the living room area.
"So I assume you got your costume ready." She said. She knew me so well.
"Yep." Said making my way to the bedroom to get it. When I came back I laid the bags on the couch and she started going through them. Her face jumped up when she realized what the costume was.
"No way!" She said. She took a second look inside the bags and her face jumped up again. "No way!!" She said with more enthusiasm.
"What? I've been wanting to do it for such a long time. I figured, why not now?" I said.
"Why didn't you told me before?" She asked. "I'm gonna be Harley Quinn!!" She said with excitement.
Now it was my turn to say it. "No way!!" We started squealing and laughing and jumping on our seats. A true fangirl attack.
She got her phone out and started looking for something. "You've got to see it." She turned her phone towards me to show me a picture. It was a mirror selfie, an unknown man was holding the camera, he was dressed as Robin. To his left, there was Alex dressed on her Hayley Quinn costume with her left hand laying on the man's left shoulder so her body was more tilted to the side but the costume was still visible. I took the phone in my hands to see the picture better and I zoomed in on the man.
"Is that.....Paul?" I asked. I looked over at Alex and she was blushing. "You little rascals!" I said impersonating her tone when she found out about Ian and I. She started laughing and I did too. "What is that? Why...does this..exists?" I asked.
She laughed at my choice of words. "We're seeing how it goes." She said. How cute. She didn't wanted to say they were dating. I gave her a look that said 'seriously?' And she spoke again, defending herself. "Oh come on! Ian is going to match you too." She said. By now, everybody knew he was going to be Batman thanks to me. "And, we're all going to match each other." She said that on a different tone. As if she was trying to figure it out herself. We both started laughing. "So, what are you waiting for? Go put it on!!" She said and I jumped off the couch and made my way to the bathroom, bags in hand.
I haven't wore all the pieces together so I was as excited as Alex. When I was ready, I looked at myself in the mirror. This was going to be the best Halloween/birthday ever.
I stepped out and Alex's features became surprised.
"I'll take that as an approval." I said we laughed as I made my way back to the bathroom.