Protecting Her - Alexis Noelle Page 0,25

She will probably be a few hours.”

Real subtle. Normally, I would jump at the chance for a quick hook-up but I told Sam that we would try. “I’m good.” I walk away, not waiting for a response.

“Hunter.” I turn around to see Sam walking up to me. “You can come back here with us.” She smiles at me, a genuine smile, not the fake kind she usually has plastered on her face. I wrap my arms around her waist and place a kiss on her lips. “What was that for?”

“I don’t need a reason, cupcake.” I follow her through the door, not looking back to see the random’s response.

Sam’s first shoot is for a new wine that she has developed. I was shocked when she told me that she had spent the last year trying to get this thing together. I guess I just figured she was the face of the operation like everyone else. They had her in a hot red bikini and drinking her wine by the pool. This shit definitely didn’t help my case of blue balls.

The second shoot I took her to was for a perfume line. She was dressed as an angel, and she looked so fucking beautiful. When she was done and went back to change, an idea hit me. I got the attention of one of the production assistants. “Hey, can you help me out with something?”

She nodded and I explained to her what I needed. After laughing, she said she would take care of it. I see the food table set up, realizing that neither of us has eaten all day. I head over, make her a salad and grab myself a burger. When she comes out of the room, I hand the to go container to her. “No arguments, you’re eating it in the car.”

She leans up on her tip toes and gives me a kiss. “Thank you, babe.”

The term babe hits me like a brick. That’s an official “boyfriend” term. A panic builds inside of me. A part of me wants to run away. Then I look over at her talking to someone, she is laughing and seems to be happier then I have ever seen her at one of these. I try to get a hold of my nerves, pushing my flight instinct down. The only thing worse than risking getting hurt would be hurting her. She trusted me last night, let me in. I can’t disappoint her.

The feelings I have for her are developing so fast that I feel like I’m falling without a parachute. Maybe it’s because I haven’t let anyone in for so long. Maybe it’s just her. She creates this crazy kind of madness in me but for some reason it calms me at the same time. Whenever I am with her, it just feels right. I have been trying to figure out what it is that draws me to her but I can’t. Whatever it is, I just hope it doesn’t end in disaster.

When we get into the car, I’m pleasantly surprised that Sam doesn’t fight me on eating. “Stop looking at me like I’m some exhibit. I told you I would eat it and I will.”

I laugh. “I guess I expected more rebellion.”

“I’m not stupid Hunter, and I don’t want to be sick. I think landing in the hospital was my wake up call.”

I nod my head, eating my burger and thankful that she seems to have gotten the message when the doctor talked to her. Now, if I could only control her crazy ass mother.

When I think about the way she treats Sam, it makes me sick. The things she says to her are nothing that any human being should have to endure, especially not from a parent. I refuse to listen to that shit anymore. She won’t get away with it while I’m around. I hope at some point Sam can stand up for herself, but until she can, I will.

We pull up to the TV station and the crowd here is even worse than the one at the hotel. This is the part that scares me. There are so many people around us, that I feel like one mistake and something could happen to her. What if the person doing this is in the crowd? I would never know until it was too late.

We make it in the building safely and people quickly usher her away and all start talking at the same time. After Sam gets dressed, she comes