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Games Of Make Believe	By : SavageWords Category: Individual Celebrities > Gerard Butler Views: 10290 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Gerard Butler. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter Sixteen

“I can’t believe you are here!” Emmy hugged Cassandra again for what seemed like the millionth time since her friend arrived in London. “Now I’m going to be nervous when you watch me on Monday.”

“Oh come on. You’ll be fine. How many times have I seen you act before?” Cassandra grinned as she looked around the dressing room. “I was on the set for the movie. This shouldn’t be any different. This place is great. Nice comfy place to stretch your legs before the show.” She walked over to the lighted mirror. “Whoa, flowers every night?” She picked up a rose tied with a black satin ribbon. “Is this from who I think it is?” She turned to look at Emmy.

Emmy casually walked over and took the rose out of Cassandra’s hand. “It’s just this little thing that Gerry does for me before every show. It’s kind of a thing friends do for each other.” She looked up, putting her best smile on her face. “What kind of best friend would he be without wishing me luck every night?”

Leaning against the counter, Cassandra crossed her arms over her chest. “How is your friend, Gerry?” She raised her eyebrows. “It’s been awhile since I’ve seen him.”

Putting the rose aside, Emmy turned. “He’s great. We have a lot of fun working together.” A smile came to her face as she thought of Gerry. “There have been some great moments on stage, let me tell you.” She chuckled.

“I’m sure there have been.” Cassandra returned the chuckle.

Just then the door opened, Heidi and Wendy walked in with smiles on their faces. “Emmy we have a something for you!” Wendy grinned. “Came today to be delivered to one Miss Emmy Rossum.” She waved around an envelope. “Must be this week’s letter.”

“Letter?” Cassandra’s eyes narrowed in confusion. “What weekly letter?”

“Oh from her boyfriend, Jamie.” Heidi told her. Then her eyes went wide. “Oh you’re Emmy’s friend from America, right?”

Cassandra nodded, smiling. “Yea. I’m Cassandra. Nice to meet you.” She shook Heidi’s hand.

Heidi grinned as she shook her hand. “I’m Heidi. I play Meg. That’s Wendy and she plays Carlotta.” She grinned at Emmy and then looked back at Cassandra. “You must know all about Jamie then.”

Cassandra quickly looked at Emmy, totally confused. The look Emmy gave her said quite simply, go along with this or keep your mouth shut. She chose to do the former. “Oh yea. Jamie is such a nice guy. He and Emmy are great for each other. I take it he’s been writing to her like he promised?”

“Boy has he ever. I would love to grab a guy that can write love letters like this.” Wendy muttered as she handed Emmy the letter. “So what does Prince Charming say this week?”

Emmy grabbed the letter and laughed nervously. “I’m sure you guys don’t want to hear every last mushy detail.” She tried to keep the blush from her cheeks. “I mean you know Jamie can be.”

“Of course we do.” Cassandra sat down and batted her eyelashes at Emmy. “Go on and read it.” She motioned with her hands. “It’s been a long time since I’ve heard from Jamie.” She smirked as Emmy stared at her.

Emmy glared at her as she began to rip open the envelope. “Sure. Not a problem.” She sighed as she pulled out a folded up letter. Her eyes scanned the first opening lines and she groaned inwardly. She was going to kill Gerry. Clearing her throat she began to read.

My Dearest Emmanuelle-

How is my favorite actress doing? I miss you terribly. I miss looking into your eyes when you smile at me. I miss hearing your voice whisper in my ear to wake up. What I miss most is curling up to you every night. I miss wrapping my arms around you as I tell you of the horrors and the joys of the day. Ok let’s be honest here, I really really miss the se-

“Ok that is quite enough.” Emmy blushed a beet red as she quickly folded up the letter. Oh he was going to pay for that. He knew Cassandra was coming to town. She would pay him back if it was the last thing she would do.

“Wow, sounds like Jamie is missing a few things.” Cassandra had to hold in her laughter. “Sounds like it’s been a long time for the poor guy.”

“You don’t know the half of it.” Emmy muttered as she stuck the letter in her purse. Not only was her heart missing Gerry, her body was too. She had grown used to waking up next to him, reaching for him to start her day. Since the three days when Tonya moved in, they had to sneak around by calling each other. Somehow the phone wasn’t the same. Being so busy with the show, it didn’t give them much time to do anything.

“Well, we are going to go enjoy our day off. You do the same Emmy.” Wendy gave a wave. “It was very nice to meet you Cassandra. Hope you enjoy your stay in London.”

“Thanks. Nice to meet you too.” Cassandra waved to the girls as they left. When the door closed she turned around and looked at Emmy. “Ok who is Jamie and who wrote that letter?”

“Cassie, not now.” Emmy sighed as she turned away from her friend. The last thing she needed was the third degree from her friend, especially when she knew that Cassandra didn’t approve of Gerry.

Cassandra stood up and came up behind Emmy. “Talk to me. I thought we were friends? Why this secret, obviously made up, boyfriend? Why lie to these people? Is it so that Gerry won’t hit on you?”

Emmy whipped around with a dark look on her face. “Can we please leave Gerry out of this? I know you don’t approve but he’s not to blame for everything I do.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to insinuate that.” Cassandra sighed. “I just think it’s a little strange to come here to find out you made up a boyfriend who writes you erotic love letters. I mean come on, who wrote that?” She grinned. “Gee roses with black satin ribbons and mysterious letters, someone is taking the role of Christine a bit too seriously.”

“I did ok. I wrote it.” She lied. She couldn’t let Cassandra find out who was really writing them. In fact she almost had a Dear Frankie thing going on with the letters. It was her way to find out how just how much Gerry loved her in words. He told her he loved her constantly now, and showed it with his body. Still, it was romantic to receive a love letter from him every week.

Cassandra knew that Emmy was lying. But she wasn’t about to push the subject. “Well, you sure do have creative mind.” She chuckled. “So what are we going to do on your only day off this week?”

“We are going shopping. Then later on we’re meeting Gerry and his assistant, Tonya, for dinner. After that we are headed out on the town to explore the London nightlife.” Emmy grabbed her friend’s arm as she led her out of the dressing room.

“Oh this should be fun.” Cassandra chuckled. “I can’t wait to go shopping. That’s part of the fun in coming to visit you.” She laughed harder as Emmy rolled her eyes. “So where are we going?”

“We are going lingerie shopping.” Emmy had a smirk on her face as she pushed her friend ahead of her. “I have a feeling I’m going to need some new things.”

* * * * * *

The music was bouncing off the walls as the bright lights lit up the dance floor. The nightclub was packed despite it being a Sunday night. The drinks were flowing like water and the dance floor was filled to capacity with gyrating bodies moving to the beat. Sitting at a rounded booth in the back was a small group consisting of Gerry, Emmy, Cassandra, and Tonya. It was their one day off a week and Gerry invited Emmy and Cassandra to go out that night. At this point, Emmy would do anything to spend time with him.

Sitting between Tonya and Emmy, Gerry casually slid his arm on the back of the booth around Emmy’s shoulders. Even though her head was turned forward, Gerry could see the hint of a smile play across her lips. It was killing him to be able to touch her. He lightly brushed his fingers along the soft skin of her shoulders, the darkness of the club hiding his actions. Turning to look at Cassandra, he flashed her a friendly smile. “Are you enjoying your stay in London?”

Cassandra nodded as she took a sip off her drink. “I’m having a great time. Emmy and I went shopping today. I tell you I think I’m losing the shopping queen title.”

“Oh? What did you lasses buy?” Gerry reached for his Coke to take a drink.

Emmy turned her head and smirked. “Lingerie. I needed some new lacy and silky things to wear.” Her voice came out sugar sweet.

Suddenly the Coke became caught in Gerry’s throat as he whipped his head to look at her. He started to cough a little, putting his hand to his mouth. He could see Emmy’s eyes twinkling with mischief. He could feel the Coke slowly making it’s way down.

Tonya looked at him with worry as she whacked him on the back. “Are you ok?” She rubbed his back soothingly.

He nodded and shrugged her arm off. “Yea I’m fine.” He tried to clear his throat as it burned from the soda, looking at Emmy. “Really? Oh that’s great.” From that moment on, all he could picture was the things that Emmy bought. The thought of any kind of lace or silk touching her body had him growing hard in his jeans.

“Oh yea. I never knew how many lingerie stores London had. It’s like a shopper’s paradise.” Emmy gushed as she smirked at him.

“I’m sure it is.” Gerry muttered as he took another drink of his Coke. That’s when he felt it. Emmy’s hand slid over to his thigh under the table. He froze for a split second before he regained his composure. He took a drink and as the soda filled his mouth, he felt her hand slide down to brush over the bulge. Swallowing hard, he tried to pretend nothing was happening. All he kept thinking was thank god its dark in here.

Emmy knew exactly what she was doing, and she loved it. When she finally got a few minutes to herself she read the rest of the letter. He wrote exactly what he wanted to do to her when they got a few minutes. The thought of where he said he was going to put his mouth had her needing a very cold shower. Now it was her turn to torture him. She slid her long nails over the seam in his jeans, feeling the length of his erection underneath them.

Turning his head, he hissed as he gripped the glass in his hands so tight that his knuckles turned white. “Do you want to dance?” He gave her a faint smile, praying the others wouldn’t catch on how hard he was. Once again he thanked god for the darkness.

“Sure.” Emmy started to move over, and Cassandra stepped out of the booth to let Gerry and Emmy up. As Gerry stood, he reached down for her hand. She looked up at him and put her best, just a friend, smile on her face. “Ready?”

“More than you know. Let’s go.” He practically pulled her onto the dance floor, trying to find a back corner of the dance floor so he could have at least one dance with her, hands on. Making sure that they were buried deep inside the crowd, Gerry reached for her as he pulled her close. Just then a slow sensual beat started as the song Underneath Your Clothes started to play. At first they started out slow dancing like any normal couple. Emmy’s hands slid up around his neck to play with the soft hairs at the nape of his neck. Gerry’s hands slid around her waist as he pulled her closer, being careful of who was watching.

The dance floor started to become even more crowded as couples scurried onto it to dance with their partners. Emmy let her eyes gaze over Gerry as she took a ragged breath. Tonight he was dressed like a god. The sinful black jeans he wore were molded to his body, riding low on his hips. They fit his ass like a glove. The white shirt he wore barely covered his broad chest; the two buttons that were done were nearly at their popping point as her eyes focused in on the bare skin. His hair was tousled, giving him that rakish look. Since it was their day off, he hadn’t bothered to shave and a fine dusting of scruff covered his square jaw.

Leaning closer to him, she pulled down his head as she whispered in his ear. “Do you know how hard it is to be this close and not touch you like I want to?” Her lips brushed against his ear as her hot breath caused him to shiver.

He growled low in his throat as he yanked her hips closer to him, pulling her into his hardness. The denim of his jeans did little to cover the hard granite it housed. When she gasped, he moved his hand on the small of her back to keep her there. “Yea I think I have an idea.” He said wryly.

Laying her head on his chest, Emmy nuzzled against him. She began to sing the song to him as her hand slid up under his shirt to skim along the hard ripples of his abs. “Underneath Your Clothes, there's an endless story.” She let her palm brush against a nipple. “There's the man I chose. There's my territory.” She lifted her head and let her lips brush against his cheek, the tip of her tongue flicking against his skin.

By that point Gerry was about to explode in his pants. He took her hand and quickly spun her in his arms, pulling her back so his chest was pressed against her. He wrapped his arms around her waist, trapping her against him. He didn’t care who saw what anymore. His head moved to her shoulder as he began to grind his hips against hers as they danced. When Emmy’s head fell back against his chest, he moved his head next to hers. Their fingers intertwined as he held her to him. The music was soft and sensual, their hips moving in time to the beat. Sliding his hands to her waist, Gerry began to thrust up against her in slow rhythmic motions.

Emmy closed her eyes; partly praying that Cassandra and Tonya weren’t looking while the other part of her didn’t really care. It felt good to have Gerry’s hands on her again. Her hand slid up to curl around his neck, arching against him. She felt his tongue snake out to flick against her earlobe, forcing a moan out from between her lips.

Whispering heatedly in her ear, Gerry pulled her back hard against him as he rubbed himself against her. “I need ya Emmanuelle. Right here and now. It’s been too long.” He moaned as he pulled her earlobe between his teeth to suckle gently. He was almost to the breaking point, and what she was wearing wasn’t helping.

Tonight Emmy looked hot and sexy. Wearing a short little black mini skirt, it gave him a torturous view of her long legs, which ended up in a pair of strappy heels. The light blue silk cammi she wore caressed her breasts and from his vantage point he knew that she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. Her dark hair was swept back away from her face.

“What do you suggest we do?” Emmy turned around in his arms to look up at him. “We’re lucky the dance floor is so crowded that we can get away with this.” She laid her head on his chest as he held her, moving their bodies slowly to the music.

“We’ll go back to the table and act like nothing is going on. You tell them that you have to go to the bathroom, while I offer to go get everyone more drinks.” Gerry whispered to her, his tongue tracing the fine lines of her ear.

“Then what happens?” Emmy gripped his shoulders praying she wouldn’t fall down. She closed her eyes and leaned towards him, loving the feel of his body.

“Then we sneak away for a few minutes.” Gerry coaxed her. “Meet me near the back door. It’s near the toilets.” He spun her around and his lips quickly found hers. The kiss started out slow and loving. But as their bodies moved against each other, the kiss became heated. Emmy’s tongue boldly slip past his lips to taste his mouth. He moaned as he cupped the back of her neck, deepening the kiss. “God I love you Emmy.” He whispered heatedly as he pulled back.

Hearing the confession of love on his lips had Emmy’s heart swelling. This wasn’t some fling this was real. Reaching up to caress his face, she smiled. “Ok we’ll have to play it cool when we go back. I’ll just slip away to the restrooms, and you be a good little waiter.”

A smile spread across Gerry’s face from ear to ear. He pulled her in for a close hug. “We can do this.” He took her hand as he began to walk off the dance floor. It was still crowded so they had to politely push their way past the dancers. The song wasn’t even over yet as they approached the table. Not looking at each other, they quickly sat. Gerry slid in on the end next to Tonya while Emmy slid on the end next to Cassandra.

“You guys are back early.” Cassandra raised an eyebrow. She looked over at Emmy, who seemed quite flushed. “Hey are you ok?”

“Oh yea, I’m fine.” Emmy nodded as she grabbed her soda and tilted back her head, downing it. She tried to keep her composure as she nearly slammed the glass back on the table. “Just really thirsty after the dance. It’s hot out there.” She fanned herself to emphasize her point.

“Hey why don’t I go get you another one?” Gerry said, almost too eagerly. He quickly looked around the table. “Anyone else need anything?”

“Um, yea I could use another one.” Tonya held up her drink.

“If you don’t mind I’ll take another soda.” Cassandra nodded.

Emmy quickly stood. “Well why you are going to get the girls drinks, I’m going to go powder my nose.” She gave an embarrassed smile. “I’ll be right back.”

“Do you need me to come with you?” Cassandra asked.

Both Emmy and Gerry looked panicked for a brief second. Emmy shook her head. “No, I’ll be fine. It shouldn’t take long.”

“Got that right.” Gerry muttered as he stood up. The music was so loud that thankfully no one heard him.

“Ok. I guess I’ll be here waiting.” Cassandra shrugged her shoulders.

“Be right back.” Emmy gave a quick wave as she headed off to the restrooms.

Gerry watched her go before he turned back to the table. “Ok I’ll be right back, ladies. A soda for Cassandra and a margarita for Tonya.” He pointed at each of the women.

Tonya nodded, her eyes narrowing. Something was going on. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but something wasn’t right. “Yea. Are you sure you don’t need any help?”

“No.” Gerry practically yelled. “I’ve got it. You ladies just sit and enjoy yourselves.” He turned away and began to walk away quickly. “I know I’m going to.” He smirked as he muttered.

Passing near the outskirts of the dance floor, Gerry’s eyes began to scan for Emmy. Nearing the bar, he headed back towards the backdoor. He knew the owner of the club so he knew the layout like the back of his hand. As he headed to the backdoor, he passed one of the bartenders. “Hey Mike.”

Mike grinned as he carried a load of beer boxes in his hands. “Hey Gerry. She’s out waiting for you.” He shook his head. “You think you’d grow out of this by now.” He chuckled.

Gerry’s eyes twinkled with mischief. “Never.” He patted Mike’s shoulder. “Just keep an eye out for Tonya or her friend ok? I’m supposed to be getting drinks for them. Can you have a soda and a margarita delivered to my table? Tell them that I had ran into an old mate or something.”

Mike chuckled. “This is going to cost you.”

“Trust me, I’ve got you covered.” Gerry laughed as he headed into the backroom. Running his fingers through his hair, he took a deep breath. He knew this wasn’t the most romantic of places. In fact he began to feel a bit guilty. Then he saw Emmy. She was standing by the back door, smiling at him. Any guilt that he had been feeling slowly drained away once he saw her.

“Ready?” Emmy reached out and took his hand in hers. Their fingers intertwined as Gerry pulled her close.

He could feel that she was trembling. He reached up to caress her cheek as he kissed her softly. "Are you alright? We don’t have to do this.”

Emmy growled low in her throat as she reached up to playfully grab his collar. “Gerard Butler if you don’t follow me right now, I’ll be forced to take you right here.” She fought a blush at her bold words.

Gerry’s eyes widened as his pulse quickened. Hearing the desire and lust in her voice had him turned on like nothing he had ever known before. Wrapping his arm around her waist, he flung open the back door. “Let’s go.” He began to lead her out into the back alley behind the club.

The alley behind the club was actually a private fenced off area where trucks delivered the alcohol and where the club stored stuff. Thick concrete walls encircled them with a large gate to the east. It was barely lit giving them the privacy they needed. No one would be coming out here except for the employees. Even then they didn’t have to worry with Mike covering for them.

As soon as they got out there, Gerry led her to a far back corner. Not wasting time his lips came crashing down on hers. Emmy moaned as her hands slid up under his shirt to graze over his abs. Their tongues slid over each other’s, gently dueling. He moaned as her fingers made short work of the buttons. When she pushed the shirt away from his chest, he leaned in against her hands as they stroked his chest. “I’ve missed you, baby.” He moaned in her mouth.

“I missed you too.” Emmy broke the kiss to move her mouth to his chest. She swirled her tongue around his adam’s apple, sucking gently on it. She let her lips graze down until she swirled her tongue around one of his nipples. Hearing him hiss only made her hotter. She put her lips to it and she suckled it, nibbling on it gently with her teeth.

“Fucking Hell!” Gerry let his head fall back as he tried to stand. He put his palms on the wall behind her, using it as support. “Emmanuelle as much as I want to go slow, we don’t have the time.” Despite his words, he pushed her back against the wall as he lifted up her cammi. Cupping a breast in his palm, his lips latched onto a turgid nipple. He suckled as his tongue traced it over and over.

“I…I thought you…said not to go…slow.” Emmy stuttered as she ran her fingers through his hair. She managed to open her eyes and look down. The sight of Gerry’s lips wrapped around her breast had her moaning softly. She arched into his mouth as she held his head to her.

“Meh. So I lied.” Gerry shrugged as he let go of her nipple, making a wet plopping sound. As he lifted his head, his face was covered with a devilish smirk.

The smirk didn’t last long as Emmy moved her hands down to his jeans. She began to unbutton them, one at a time. Slipping her hand inside, her eyes flew open as she looked up at him. “Were you expecting something tonight Butler?” She teased as her hand slipped around his hardness. He wasn’t wearing anything other than the jeans, going commando.

As she pulled him out from his jeans, he hissed. “With you I expect anything and everything.” His hips jerked as he thrusted against her hand. Her thumb brushed over the rounded head, causing him to close his eyes and throw back his head. “Oh you want to play like that?” His voice came out husky.

“You know better than to ask that question.” Emmy teased as her hand slid up and down his shaft. “You should know how I like to play.”

Not wasting another second, Gerry moved his hands down to her hips as he hauled her against him. Emmy gasped as her hands flew up to wrap around his neck. He kissed her hungrily as he whispered. “Wrap your legs around my waist.”

Doing as she was told, Emmy kissed him back. She was grateful that they were surrounded in darkness. His hands slid up her thighs to push her mini skirt up. She knew the instant he found out her secret. She slid against his hardness, feeling it slide against her bare skin. She held her breath as she waited for his response.

Gerry’s eyes snapped open as he stared at her. His jaw dropped as he pushed her up against the wall. He felt bare skin touching him under her skirt. He struggled to find his voice. “Fuck Emmy, tell me you had panties on before you came out here? You wouldn’t torture me by going without all night.”

Emmy raised an eyebrow as she smirked. “Wouldn’t I?” She licked her lips teasingly. “You are becoming a bad influence on me.”

Before the last word left her lips, Gerry moaned long and hard. He kissed her feverishly as his tongue reached out for hers. “Why, expecting something there Rossum? What happened to all that lingerie you said you bought today?” He thew her words back at her as he began to move her hips so he slid against her. She was already wet and ready for him.

“With you, I always expect something. As for the lingerie, I never said I was wearing any of it tonight.” She whispered as she reached down to slide a hand up and down his chest. When he began to let go of her, she looked at him confused. “What are you doing?”

Setting her back on the ground, Gerry slowly turned her around. “Giving you what you expect.” Reaching in his pocket he pulled out a foil wrapper. Ripping it open with his teeth, he pulled out the condom. Always come prepared, that was his motto. Sliding the latex down over his cock, he once again reached for her. He lifted her shirt as he kissed his way up and down her spine. Pushing her skirt up around her waist, he entered her with one long slow thrust. His hips jerked until he was inside her fully. He broke contact with her back as he cried out. “Fuck love, you feel so damn good.”

Putting her hands on the wall in front of her, Emmy pushed back against him. “It always feels this good between us.” She reached back to wrap her arm around his neck, bringing it down for a heated kiss.

Gerry pulled his hips back until only the head was inside her. “It will always be this good. Forever.” He pushed his hips hard until he was buried inside her. As she arched back into him, he began to kiss up and down her neck. His hands moved around the front, slipping up under her shirt to cup her breasts. Picking up the pace, his thumbs flicked over her nipples as he slid in and out of her. Using his tongue he traced up and down her neck, nibbling on her skin.

A moan was caught in her throat as Gerry began to slowly knead her breasts in his large hands. Moving her hips with his, Emmy used the wall as leverage to push back against him. It had been a couple of days since she had been with him. Even though Cassandra had only been here a day, Tonya had moved in with him three days ago. She missed sleeping next to him at night, reaching for him to cuddle with. Her body missed him. But most of all her heart missed him.

Gerry smirked as he heard Emmy whimpering as he drove his hips against her, entering her fully each time. “You are so tight, love. You fit me perfectly every time I’m inside you. You were made for me, Emmanuelle.” He whispered in her ear as he traced it with his tongue.

“Gerry…I can’t…” Emmy began to tremble as she let her head fall back on his chest.

“Hold on, I know.” Gerry sucked on her earlobe. “So don’t hold on. Come for me Emmanuelle. Give in to me. Come around me, squeeze me. Make me come with you.” He urged her on with his silky sensual voice.

Crying out softly at his words, her body began to let go. Her hips jerked back against his as her climax exploded all around her. Her eyes closed tightly as her knees threatened to give out. But Gerry was right there as her support. He wrapped an arm around her waist, as he pulled her tight against his chest as he pumped his hips at a furious pace. He growled as he felt her body hug his tightly, almost driving the orgasm out of him. “Oh god!” He put one hand on the wall above her head as his hips jerked harshly. With her body gripping his, Gerry felt his body twitch as he came hard and fast. He growled as he thrusted two more times before his body fell against hers.

Emmy’s head rested against Gerry’s chest, her eyes closed as she breathed raggedly. She could feel the rise and fall of his chest as he too tried to catch his breath. His arms slid around her waist as he held her against him. Neither one said anything for a few moments, they just held each other in the darkness. Emmy reached up and stroked his cheek, nuzzling against him.

“I’m so sorry it had to be like this.” Gerry’s voice was hoarse, the guilt assaulting him again. “It’s just I needed you so much-“

Emmy half turned in his arms to look up at him. She put a finger to his lips. “Sshh. If I didn’t want to, I wouldn’t have come out here. I needed you too.” She kissed him softly. “Things are difficult for us right now but that doesn’t change how we feel, right?”

“Never.” He swore as he shook his head. “Nothing can change the way I feel about you.” He ran his hand down the side of her neck. “You are so beautiful, so amazing. I sometimes wonder what you can possibly see in me.” He found he couldn’t hold back the fear that lay deep inside him.

Staring up into his eyes, Emmy moved a step away to turn to face him. “What I see in you?” She repeated the question as he nodded. “Gerry you are amazing yourself. I can talk to you. Before when we were just friends I never had a problem telling you everything. You never judged me, only listened patiently. How many times have I cried on your shoulder? Then when we took it further, it only made it even better. We are closer now than we ever were. Not to mention you are drop dead gorgeous.” That comment had him smirking. “No matter what anyone says, I love you Gerry.” She took his face in her hands. “Nothing is every going to change that.”

Hearing the sincerity in her voice, Gerry crushed her against his chest as he buried his head in the crook of her neck. “I love you Emmy. More than anyone is ever going to in your whole life.” He whispered to her. He pulled back to kiss her. His mouth covered hers as he kissed her long and slow. He moaned as he felt her fingertips slide over his scalp, digging in softly. When he felt her hands slid up over his heart, he shivered.

“I suppose we have to go back?” Emmy sighed as she laid her head on his shoulder.

He sighed as he rocked her against his chest. “Well unless you want them barging out here searching for us?” He grinned as he kissed her again.

“Not hardly.” She laughed softly. “I’d like to keep you for myself.”

“I’m all yours, love. Now and forever.” He gave her one last kiss. “Why don’t you go ahead. I’m going to go clean up and I’ll be there shortly. It will look better if you come back before me. I have Mike covering for me anyhow.”

“Ok. I’ll see you back at the table.” Emmy smiled at him as she walked back to the backdoor of the club. Opening the door she walked inside. On her way back to the table she made a quick trip to the bathroom to fix herself up. Finishing up in there, she headed back to the table.

Cassandra’s eyes narrowed as she watched Emmy sit next to her. “Where the hell have you been? I thought you died in there. I was going to send out a search party.”

Emmy laughed nervously. “Yea I’m alive. There was a huge line, just like back home. Women always have such long lines for their bathrooms.”

Tonya stared at her. “Have you seen Gerry?”

As if hearing his name, Gerry walked up to the table. “Sorry ladies, I hope you got your drinks?” He flashed his trademark charming grin as he sat down next to Tonya. He tried to keep his eyes off Emmy, but he was failing. Her cheeks were a bit flushed and it didn’t help knowing she wore nothing but the cammi and skirt.

“Just where did you run off to?” Tonya challenged as she glared at him.

“Sorry about that. Ran into an old mate of mine from back in college.” Gerry lied smoothly as he took a drink of his Coke. Over the rim of his glass he saw Emmy watching him. How he wanted to take her in his arms right now. It hit him them. For the first time he wanted to be with a woman and it had nothing to do with the sex. Granted, sex with Emmy was incredible beyond anything he had ever known. But that’s not why he wanted to be with her. At that moment he craved to be alone with her, cuddling up as they laid in the darkness and talked. He found he missed the quiet down times with her.

Cassandra leaned over to Emmy and whispered. “So are you going to tell me what’s really going on?”

Emmy whipped her head around and stared at her innocently. “What do you mean? I had to go to the bathroom.” She shook her head as if annoyed as she took a drink of her soda.

“Uh huh. Sure.” Cassandra took a drink of her own soda. Something was going on with Emmy. This wasn’t the same old Emmy that left New York. This was a new Emmy. There was something about her now. She glowed. It was then and there that Cassandra knew she had to find out what was going on with her friend.
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Games Of Make Believe