FALLEN | By : DieselsKitty Category: Individual Celebrities > Vin Diesel Views: 5187 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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CHAPTER 14 The evening of the premiere everything was perfect. We hit the red carpet at 7 on the dot. It wanicenice cool evening, the press lined up in front of the theater anticipating Vin’s arrival. This would be my first premiere so I was a little nervous. In the limo I am going over every inch of his person checking for imperfections. Everyone’s talking at once breaking my damn concentration. As we’re pulling up in front of the theater we quiet everyone down for a quick prayer. Once security is unleashed I step out of the limo receiving all the update from security in my ear piece. I walked up to the theater. Vin always knew how to work the red carpet. Taking advantage of every phoppoopportunity and giving his signature thumbs up to the press. Security was tight. We had a slight snag in our plan when one of the Co-stars ran late. After the premiere special guests and friends were invited to a after party. In the limo Angie helped me change out of my work clothes and into the clothes I was wearing to the party. My dress was an Isaac Mizrahi original, white and very sexy. When we arrived Vin was working the room greeting his guests. Angie and I picked a table and scanned the room for eligible men. I was determined to find someone to flirt with. I wanted to see if he would be watching me because I would certainly be watching him. He was disappearing in and out of the crowd. When he finally took his seat at a table he was joined by Isabel Torez, a hot up and coming Latin signer who had just made her debut on US charts. I danced the whole night away it seemed. I was having a great time. I couldn’t find Vin, the club had gotten too crowded. I excused myself from my dance partner some asshole who decided to follow me around the whole night. Totally over baring and not even an option for me. Angie and I danced until about three o’clock in the morning. Laughing and having a good time. It’s been almost 2 months and things haven’t change. He seems to have forgotten we ever had aing.ing. Like it never happened. I go back to the table and waiting for Angie to escape the dance floor still bobbing my head to the music. She’s having a wonderful time. I look over and who is walking by the table, Vin. I go over to congratulate him. "Hello Sir," I shouted over the music. He turned around to see me standing there. He leaned in close to say something in my ear. "Your always sneaking up on me. Need to talk to you," he said. "Now." "r, Ir, I will call you." He walks away. I turn back to the table to see Angie has some fine tenderroni charming his pants off. That girl gets all the men. Good ones who can’t wait to spend there money on you. I’m not shallow by far, but who wants a broke ass man. I go over to the table and let her know I am going back to the hotel. She’s having so much fun she doesn’t want to leave. I agree to take a cab to the hotel and leave the limo for her.
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