Brit Flick Sweethearts: A Rom-Com With Spanking
herself as in
control as she was ever going to be.
    “You ready?” he
asked her.
    “Yeah,” she
answered, reaching out to give his hand a squeeze without even
realising she had even done so. “Let’s fucking do this.”

CHAPTER
TWO
     
     
     
     
    When Dahlia
reached out to hold his hand, something twisted inside Curt’s
heart. It was almost like an actual physical pain .
    How
strange.
    He snatched his
hand away and shrugged on his jacket. Dahlia’s tears and remnants
of vomit had dried and wouldn’t seep through to his jacket.
    Doris had
turned the colour of his shirt and he wondered if she would chuck
up on the red carpet as well.
    What the
hell is with her, he wondered. She seems so different, like
another woman entirely. Nothing like the drug taking tart I knew on
the set of Brick Face.
    “I’ll get out
first, then I’ll come round and open your door.”
    She nodded
mutely.
    God, this was
just so odd. Dahlia was, without doubt, the biggest attention
seeker he had ever met. He had never seen this sensitive,
vulnerable side to her personality before. He had almost fallen of
his seat when she had actually blushed . There was no way she
could’ve been embarrassed, that would involve an entire personality
transplant. Dahlia was utterly shameless. So he guessed it was
sexual arousal. It was nice to know she still wanted him because he
sure as shit still wanted her. More than ever. In fact, he couldn’t
remember ever being this attracted to her.
    “I’m scared,”
she whispered.
    How could she
be scared? This was the woman that happily got her tits out for any
photo shoot that required it, the woman who had made sure all eyes
were on her all the time on the film set of ‘Brick Face.’
    “Don’t be
scared. I’m right here.”
    She really is
bringing out my protective instincts, he thought wryly. It’s
probably an act to get me into bed.
    As if she
needs to put on an act to accomplish that …
    A vivid image
of fucking Dahlia sprang into his head. It had been fun, but she
had been a bit ‘porn star’ for his tastes, all fake moaning and
groaning hiding her fundamental coldness. But did she ever have a
body to die for, there was no two ways about it. And that face.
God. It had haunted his dreams like no other before or since.
    Her face is
different too , he thought. It wasn’t anything that he could put
his finger on. Maybe she’d had a chemical peel or something,
because her complexion definitely looked brighter. But it was more
than that. Her face was softer, somehow. The big cheekbones and
slightly angular jaw line was still the same, but it looked less
severe.
    Curt was
puzzled.
    I don’t know,
maybe she’s had plastic surgery or something.
    But he had to
say, he preferred her with a bit of meat on her. The sight of those
full tits spilling out of her dress had almost made him come in his
pants. He almost regretted his jibe about her being fat. She looked
amazing with curves, far better than she had ever looked
before.
    He shook his
head slightly. Why was he even going down this road? What the hell
was wrong with him?
    Without further
thought he got out of the limo to the glare and pop of flashbulbs.
It was a big turnout. A huge crowd gathered around the length of
red carpet for the film premiere of the biggest British film of
2014. It wasn’t doing bad in America either, and had propelled Curt
into superstardom pretty much over night.
    And he wasn’t
sure he liked it.
    He smiled for
the cameras, for all the people screaming his name to get him to
look in their direction.
    When he opened
the passenger door for Dahlia, he saw how terrified she looked. Her
big blue eyes were opened wide in terror and that full, naturally
red mouth, painted even redder, hung open slightly in shock.
    Shit, it
looks like she’s about to keel over ...
    He reached in
and took hold of her tiny, cold hand.
    “I won’t let
go,” he mouthed.
    The crowd
erupted when she emerged from the limo, hand in hand with her
leading

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