~ Nicole ~

My eyes fluttered open and I turned in our bed to find her, but she wasn't there. The sound of her voice suddenly made me jump a little.

"Who is Monica?" A pissed off looking Diane was sitting in her chair next to the bed, wearing a silk bath robe, legs crossed and for some reason pealing an orange.

"What?" I wasn't aware of what she was talking about.

"Don't play dumb with me. It's not cute." Her jealous side was fearsome and hot at the same time. "I saw that she popped up on your phone." I turned to take my phone, seeing a picture of a black haired girl which I talked to on the set.

"Monica is one of the girls that do makeup on your set."

"What's she doing on your phone?" She asked while eating the orange. Why is this turning me on so much?

"I don't know." I really didn't.

She then got up from the chair and on top of me, holding herself up with her hands. "You won't asnwer her, will you?"

"Well I wasn't planning to, but it would be rude..." Diane interrupted me again by planting kisses on my neck. God, I love her.

"You won't answer her." She commented between the kisses.

"I won't answer her, but what are you doing? I thought you are pissed or something."

"I'm just reminding you that you're mine." She then kissed me hard on the lips, while I enjoyed the orange taste. And suddenly, her two fingers were inside of me. I gasped and grabbed her hair, deepening the kiss and holding myself not to scream. I couldn't bare much longer not to moan. This boosted her ego and she started pumping even harder.

"Say it."

"What?" I could barely catch my breath to ask.

"Say you're mine."

"I'm all yours Diane." I kissed her right after to make sure she remembers that. Although I enjoy her being jealous.

A little later, we were just laying in our enormous bed, again. I stared into her gorgeous eyes, finding myself lost in them for a thousandth time. They had this spark, that could just show how happy I made her.

"When is the movie premiere?" I asked.

"In about less than three weeks. Why?"

"I just wanted to know." What I really wanted to know was who she is going with.

"Okay." She paused awkwardly. "That reminds me, I have to ask Tim what is he planning to wear."

"Why?"

"So we can match." I just stood dumbfounded. Was she really going with Tim instead of me?

"Is there a problem?" Diane looked confused.

"Are you really asking me that?" This was getting on my nerves. I stood up from the bed and started getting dressed.

"What, Nicole? He's just the beard. Plus he is the leading male role and I'm the female."

"A beard? Everyone knows you're gay!"

"It's not about that. No one can know we're together yet."

"I can't believe this." I stood in front of the bed, her sitting there and looking at me with a worried face.

"Why are you so mad? You remember what happened the last time we were together in public?"

"That psycho is in jail."

"But still..."

I interrupted her. "Save it." I stormed out of the bedroom, not even sure where to go.