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Cassie	By : RobbiesMonkey Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 5086 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know Orlando Bloom, this is a complete work of fiction and I am earning no monies or profits from it.

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Chapter Three
It took a bit of convincing to get the studio and other producers behind the casting of Cassidy on the film but once the screen test was played for them, no one could deny the power of her acting and the heat generated by her and Orlando. Every time he watched the screeners Orlando got goosebumps, it was just incredible to him they had managed to produce that with just the two of them, no fancy camera angles, no hair or wardrobe or even a set. Just them. He couldn't wait to start the actual filming, the weeks couldn't go by fast enough for him.
"These aren't so bad. Random drug and alcohol tests and 9pm curfew unless you are on set. They aren't even making you have a babysitter, I mean sober companion." Bonnie said with a laugh.
"You are my sober companion." Cassie said with an eyeroll.
"No I am not. I stopped being that over a year ago. I am your assistant now."
"I just can't get rid of you." Cassie teased but gave Bonnie a smile, Bonnie had been so instrumental in Cassie's recovery. Cassie recalled several times she had been ready to relapse that Bonnie had been there to stop her; talked her through it and took her to AA or NA meetings. After her contract was up, Cassie had begged her to stay on as her personal assistant, not that she had much to do on a ranch in Montana but she answered Cassie's fanmail, ran her website, twitter and facebook page and the occasional pep talk when Cassie was feeling low.
"Oh this has all your travel and hotel details. I wonder if we will be on the same floor as Orlando Bloom or Luke Grimes! He is so hot as that vampire on True Blood. He could totally bite me." Bonnie tended to get excited over the men she perceived as "hot". Luke would be playing Sarah's husband Danny in the film.
"You can not act this way on set or you are going to get us both thrown out." Cassie said with a laugh.
"I know, I will behave on set but until then I am going to drool and fantasize all I want. I have been cooped up in this farm house with just you and the maid for too long. Shit old Jonesy is starting to look good to me." Jonesy was the ranch hand that took care of the few cows and horses they had.
"Tell me about it. He brought his grandson to help him the other day and I was thinking he was a hottie and I found out he was only 15! I need to get laid...we both do." Cassie announced.
"Well with all your love scenes with Orlando..."
"Ah...no. He's married and it is never a good idea to screw around on a set."
"He's getting a divorce. You are probably right but you still get those sex scenes."
"Yeah well those things are never as sexy as they make them seem." Cassie told her but she couldn't help but recall the feeling she got kissing and touching Orlando during the screen test. "I had better pack my vibrator though."
"You and me both." Bonnie laughed.
The movie was filming on locations just outside of Kansas City and they would stay at a hotel in the city and drive out to locations as scheduled. Orlando was in his hotel room with his assistant, Marcus, unpacking his suitcases when he heard women laughing in the hallway outside of his suite. "Please tell me the fans haven't already found us." He said to Marcus, who shrugged and walked quietly over to the peephole in the door and looked out. He frantically waved Orlando over and whispered.
"You have to see this!" Orlando put his eye to the peephole and saw two women with towels wrapped around them, laughing and trying to open the door across from his. He realized one of the women was Cassidy Collins.
"What the..."
"Should we open the door?" Marcus asked and Orlando nodded and pulled the door open. Both women stopped laughing in unison and turned toward Orlando's now open door.
"Hi..." Cassidy said to him and Marcus in a guilty voice like she had been caught doing something naughty.
"Cassidy, is there a problem?" He asked, he could now see that they wore bathing suits under the towels and flip flops on their feet.
"Yes there is!" She said bursting out into laughter again. "Bonnie forgot the key card in the room!"
"No I didn't! I put it in the bag!" The woman who was Bonnie denied through laughter.
"Yeah but you forgot the bag in the room!" Cassidy was laughing so hard she almost lost the grip on her towel but before Orlando could get a good look she yanked it back up in a handful at her chest. "Oh my God, this is going to be so embarrassing when you have to go to the lobby in your bathing suit and towel to get a new key."
"No way! it's your room..."
"This is what assistants do Bonnie, you can't say no or I'll fire you." At this statement the women began a fresh wave of giggles, he couldn't help himself and started to smile along with them.
"You could call the front desk from in here." He offered, gesturing over his shoulder to inside.
"That would be awesome. You're our hero!" Cassidy exclaimed and both women filed past Orlando and Marcus, heading for the phone. He closed the door and watched them as the chattered away to each other still giggling as Cassidy called down to the front desk and tried to explain what had happened, he wasn't sure he would be so amused at the situation if he was the one locked out. "Someone should be up in a bit with a new key card." She said as she hung up and looked around the room. It was a suite so they were standing in a sitting room with couches, chairs and tables. He was suddenly filled with relief that his open suitcases with his underwear on top weren't out here on display.
"Well great..." Orlando was awkwardly stuck with nothing to talk about. "So you were going swimming?" So pathetic he chided himself. The women shared a look like "real observant isn't he?" and nodded.
"Yep." After a few more moments of awkward silence, of trying not to stare at exposed skin and think of something not pathetic to say he came up with,
"Oh do you want some robes? You can take the ones in this room. Marcus get them some robes." Marcus started to go and get them but Cassidy interrupted.
"Oh no don't bother, you have already helped us so much by just saving us from going to the lobby like this. It's just for a couple of minutes."
Cassie noticed that Orlando seemed very uncomfortable suddenly, he would steal looks at her shoulders and thighs, the lower half that weren't covered by the towel and then over at the window, the ceiling, legs again. He couldn't be uncomfortable with nudity, not that she was nude, he'd been close to nude, himself in movies and his wife, soon to be ex-wife, Miranda Kerr was always going nude or topless for photoshoots. Marcus didn't seem to have a problem, he was openly checking out both her and Bonnie and Bonnie did have pretty big boobs that were barely contained by her towel. Was it her? Maybe he just didn't like her, sure he could put up with her for a role but on a personal level he was repulsed by her. That had her more upset than she cared for and she lifted a hand to make sure her hair was all still up in the pony tail and that made her notice her hands, she needed a manicure but had skipped it thinking a dirty poor waitress in a small town wouldn't have the nicest hands and then she remembered her feet. She really needed a pedicure, her toenails weren't trimmed and she had chipped half grown out polish on them. Now she wished she had borrowed the robe.
'Stop that Cassie' She told herself. 'Who cares if he doesn't like you? And who cares if he isn't attracted to you? He's still married technically and you were just telling Bonnie last week that you weren't interested in him. You are in the best shape of your life and you don't need him to want you, thousands if not millions of men in the world want you.' After that little pep talk she was full of false bravado and she wanted to show Orlando Bloom he didn't make her self conscious at all and she pulled her towel off, sauntered past him in her bright green bikini and sat on one of the couches, put her feet up on the table and leaned back, giving him a totally open view of her body.
"I'll just sit here and wait." She told him. He nodded, his eyes flicking all over her body.
"Looks good...I..um sounds good." He stammered. Bonnie sat in a chair and Marcus sat near her and they began talking about the filming schedule, Orlando was just standing there. Maybe she didn't repulse him she suddenly thought, maybe she made him nervous. He was too good looking to be nervous around a woman, his ex was one of the most beautiful women in the world, it couldn't be that he was just shy? She started to feel bad about making him uncomfortable, whatever the case, she hadn't liked it when she felt awkward and it wasn't fair to make him feel the same way and she really shouldn't be sending the wrong message. Sitting in his hotel room a bikini might make him think she was up for some on set affair. Now she desperately wanted to wrap the towel back around her, it was one thing to be seen in a pool or a beach by a bunch of people or even a paparazzi but with just one really sexy guy just standing there openingly looking, up close enough to see her cellulite on the side of her thighs and the stretch marks on her hips. 'Oh god' She mentally whined.
'Oh God." He cringed, he was standing there like some kind of letch. How long had it been? At least a minute or two of just awkwardly standing and staring. She would think he was a first class pervert now. He quickly glanced around for a place to sit, Marcus and Bonnie were using the two chairs that were side by side, Cassidy was on the large couch, right in the middle so he decided the love seat would be perfect...until he sat down. He was now directly across from her and her breasts, nice, round, soft but firm looking, they looked real too. His mouth was suddenly full of saliva, like a starving animal in front of some food, he swallowed it down and nearly choked when her nipples slowly hardened in front of him. What was happening here? Why was he suddenly a helpless school boy? He was fucking Orlando Bloom, he had dated gorgeous women, shagged even hotter women and was married to...separated from Miranda Fucking Kerr. He wasn't made helpless by some former child actress. No he was a man. A man's man! And he would not be a fool for some woman with a great set of tits in a bikini...no matter how much he wanted to take those breast into his mouth and...'Enough!' He mentally bellowed.

'Get it together and stop being so pathetic.' He noticed he was chewing on his thumbnail and frowned at it, glancing up and meeting Cassidy's eyes, one eyebrow was raised and she wore a challenging look. Was that it? Some sort of game to get a reaction out of him? Well two could play that, he would show her how much she did not affect him, while he showed her how it was done.
"So Cassidy, looking forward to the shoot tomorrow?" He asked her.
"Yes, its been a while since I have been on a set..." He waited for her to begin to answer and then stood up and went over to sit beside her on the couch, right beside her, practically on top of her. The whole left side of his body was touching the right side of her. Instantly he felt her body heat sinking into his, he could smell her, a very soft light perfume and the skin of her hand brushed his, he was very glad he was wearing a long sleeved shirt and would not have to endure her hot skin on his arm. Her voice went up an octave when he sat but she continued, was her voice slightly shaky?
" I am, I'm nervous but ready to get into it."
"Me too, Ward and I have been trying to put this together for what seems like years and now we are finally doing it. I can't wait to get into character and get it filmed." He didn't try to be subtle, he blatantly put his arm around her on the back of the couch, his hand just skimming her bare shoulder. It was all he could do not to untie the string at her neck and wondered what self control he would have if the two assistants weren't in the room with them. He couldn't help himself, he looked right down into her cleavage and wanted to bury his face in it, he closed his eyes for a second and looked away, he had to show her he wasn't affected.
She turned toward him, to say something and he was suddenly just inches from her face, she had a few freckles on her forehead and nose, a beauty mark just hidden in the hair at her temple and gold and green were mixed into her light brown eyes. He was close enough to see her pulse beating rapidly at her neck, then he noticed her lips, soft and full,he couldn't tear his eyes off of her mouth.
"I..." She whispered, whatever she would have said was interrupted by a knock at the door. "That must be the room key." She said jumping up and wrapping her towel around herself and quickly moving to the door. It was Concierge with the key, he let Cassidy and Bonnie into their room, they waved bye and said thank you to Orlando and the concierge and shut the door.
'Well I showed her alright." He tried to convince himself.
"Oh my God, what was going on with you two? You looked like you were about to start going at it!" Bonnie asked as soon as the hotel room door shut.
"I honestly don't know what happened in there. One second I was nervous, the next I am flinging my towel off like some second rate stripper and then he was just right there, next to me touching me..."
"He touched you? Where?"
"My hand, his arm and leg were touching me, he was so close. I can not describe it, he had his arm on the back of the couch and I wanted to sink into him, like on his lap and oh my God..he's really hot right? It's not just me?"
"No, he is super hot. So are you going to...do him?" Bonnie asked. Cassidy shook her head, still feeling perplexed and really turned on.
"No...no matter how hot, I am not chancing this film with something like that. What if we fucked and then lost the chemistry. I am not risking it. No...no way it can happen. Did you realize he was so tall and built? So...big?" Cassie asked drifting off into thought, remembering how close he had been and then recalling the kiss from the screen test.
"But you want to bone his brains out." Bonnie accused.
"I am a red blooded woman, who hasn't had sex in over two years, of course I want to but I can control my urges and stay professional." She told herself that as much as Bonnie.
"So you want me to go to my room so you can be alone with Buzz Bunny? Bonnie asked, referring to the rabbit vibrator that Cassie owned.
"I think that is for the best. And Bonnie, don't come back til dinner time, I'm going to need a while."
tbc...
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