Beautiful Hue

The sunlight peaking through the windows wakes me. As I rub my eyes and my vision comes to focus. I notice Bridget wrapped up in my blankets facing me. She smiles in her sleep and I stare at her for a moment enjoying the beauty before my eyes.

“There’s something about you that screams perfection.” I say to her as, she sleeps. She makes a cute noise and turns over facing the wall.

I rub the back of her earlobe for a second then I slowly sneak out of bed. I quietly walk to my closet and put on my robe. As I look into the closet, I stare into the mirror. I notice her round, soft, beautiful ass sticking out of the covers. I close my closet door and turn around towards her. I lean over and kiss her forehead.

I quietly sneak out of the room and make my way downstairs. On my way to the kitchen, I clean the living room. I smile, as I pick up our wine glasses and her water bottle from last night. Thoughts of her touch and her laugh makes me feel warm. As I finish cleaning the living room, I walk into the kitchen.

I look into the backyard and notice the basketball court lights still on. I walk outside, cross the grass to my guest-house to turn off the lights controlling the court.

As I walk into the guest house I see a bunch of shot glasses, an empty bottle of Crown Royal and Hennessy on the floor and a half of a bottle of Bourbon on the bar.

I walk around the bar to grab a trash bag and I clean the mess. As I finish, I go to the fuse box and turn off the lights to the court.

On my way to the house I place the trash bag into a can and I wash my hands and prepare to make breakfast.

I make two omelets, sausage and toast with a bowl of fruit and a glass of orange juice on the side. I place them on trays and as I walk upstairs I hear the television turned on.

As I get closer up the stairs, I hear her watching TV and laughing. I slowly open the door and as I walk into the room, I see her comfortably laying down, watching ‘The Jamie Foxx Show.’ Her infectious laugh almost makes me stumble.

“Is that for me?” she asks, pointing at herself with the remote in a cute and playful way.

“It is.” I say, as she sits up to receive the food. “hold this for one second.”

She takes the tray of food, as I fix the covers over her legs.

“It might be a little hot.” I say.

“Thank you, Ben.” she says, as she lays the tray on her lap.

“You’re welcome.”

“You really shouldn’t have.” she says, as she takes a bite.

“After last night? You deserve that.” I say.

“So you’re paying me for sex, with food?”she says jokingly.

“Maybe, or I’m paying you with food for getting me out of my shell. I appreciate this.”

“I was teasing. You’re welcome.” she says, as I give her a kiss.

“I know, but I had to let you know.”

I feed her a small strawberry. Her soft lips wrap around it, as I slowly pull the strawberry away from her bite.

“Don’t get me started again.” I say to her, as I eat the rest of the strawberry. I stand up, as she eats her food.

“This is so good!”

“I thought you’d like it.”

While she eats, I grab my plate and we both enjoy our breakfast, as the TV show continues to play. Moments later my phone rings next to her.

“Who is that?” I ask, as she looks over at the caller ID.

“It... It says Sarah.”

“Shit. Ok, toss that to me please.”

She tosses me my phone and I stand up and walk into my bathroom.

“Hello?” I answer.

“Hey Ben, it’s me. Is everything alright?” Sarah asks concerned.

“Yeah, everything’s fine. Why what’s wrong?”

“I saw your lights on last night and wanted to make sure everything was fine.”

“Yeah, everything’s cool. I had some company over last night that’s all.” I say to her.

“Alright. Hey they sent us the script last night. I printed yours out.” she says.

“Thanks. I’ll come over and grab it after I get dressed.” I say.

“I’m actually right outside your gate. I was on my way out for a run before I go out to film later.”

I walk outside of the bathroom and look around my bedroom.

“You’re outside my gate right now?” I ask, while looking at Bridget. I motion for her to get up.

“Yeah.” Sarah says. “I think I forgot something over there the other night too.”

“Alright, I’ll be right down Sarah.” I say, as I hang up the phone.

“Who is Sarah?” Bridget asks, as I rush to clean up the bedroom.

“She’s my Co-Actress. Also someone that knows your step father.” I say to her. “Where’d you put your clothes?” I ask.

“They’re still in the other bathroom.” She responds, as she gets up to help me make the bed.

“Alright, finish this up um, I’ll bring your clothes in here.”

“What about the mess downstairs?” she asks.

“I already took care of that this morning.” I say, as I run to the bathroom to get her clothes.

As I rush down the hallway to grab Bridgets clothes from the other bathroom, I peak around the corner and look out of the window. I see my front gate closing.

“Shit!” I say to myself.

I run back down the hall into the bedroom and I sit Bridget’s clothes on the bed.

“Alright, I’ll be back up here in a little bit. Let me find out what she needs and get this script.”I say right before I close the door.

As I walk down the stairs still in my robe and house shoes. I see Sarah approaching the front door. I meet her, as she walks up the porch and I let her in.

“Hey, what’s up Sarah?” I say, nearly out of breath.

“Hi Ben.” she says, wanting me to get out of the way.

“This is my place you know?” I say to her as, she walks in and looks around.

“You had a booty call last night, didn’t you?” she asks.

“What? What are you talking about?”

“Hickey on your neck, the robe. Around this time you would be in your workout clothes and dressed for the day.” she says.

I scratch the back of my head and rub my neck.

“Is she still here?” she asks.

“No, she left last night.”

“Good. Because you have work to do. Now go and get dressed.”

“My script.” I say holding out my hand, noticeably irritated.

“Here.” she says, smacking the pages into my hands.

“I’ll see you later Ben.”

“Bye Sarah.” I say, as I close and lock the door behind her.

I sit my script down on the table and walk back up stairs to the bedroom. As I walk into the bedroom I see Bridget completely dressed in her clothes from the day before.

“You don’t have to...” I say before her phone rings.

“It’s Jeff.” She says.

“Go ahead and take it, you haven’t seen me yet, but we’re meeting for lunch soon.” I say to her.

“Hello?” she answers, placing the phone on speaker.

“Bridget! How are you?” Jeff asks.

“Great Jeff, how are you?”

“Good. Hey when you see Ben today can you let him know that he has an interview with David Letterman this Friday?”

“Yes sir. Is there anything I should let him know?” She asks, as she rocks back-and-forth nervously, biting the nails on her left hand.

“That’s all. I’ll give him a call in a little bit. His deal finalized with William last night on their agreed amount.” Jeff says.

“Great!” Bridget says. “I’ll tell him later over lunch.”

“Perfect, thanks sweetheart!”

“Of course!” she says, as she hangs up the phone.

Bridget tosses her phone on the bed and shakes her head.

“You got that, right?” she asks, sarcastically.

“Of course.” I respond, as I look at her exhausted. “Maybe we should reconsider this whole thing.” I continue.

“Yeah, maybe we should do that.” She agrees, as she walks to the bathroom and closes the door.

I sit on the edge of the bed angry and annoyed.