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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 Four

Emmy rubbed her eyes as she walked downstairs and entered the kitchen. She had a long day ahead of her. First, she had to stop by Columbia and finish the paperwork that would allow her to take her hiatus. Then she had to stop and pick up Cassandra before they went shopping for some more luggage so she could pack all of her clothes for the move. A smile crossed her lips as she imagined Gerry’s face when he saw the bags she would be bringing with her. Then it was a meeting with her agent to let him know she was taking the role.

“Good Morning Emmy.” Her mother’s voice called out.

Turning her head, Emmy smiled as she saw her mother and father at the table finishing their morning coffee. She pulled out a mug from the cupboard and filled it up with her own wake up call. Walking over she pulled out the chair and sat next to her mother. “Good Morning.”

“How was the trip to London, kiddo?” Michael Rossum asked his daughter as he flipped through the paper he was reading.

Emmy couldn’t contain the smile on her face. “It was great actually. I’m going to be taking the role of Christine again. Andrew says this is going to be a special run. Especially at Christmastime. Then there are-“

“Just a minute.” Catherine, her mother, interrupted her. “I don’t mean to interrupt, but Christmastime?” She looked at Emmy with skepticism in her eyes.

Emmy nodded. “Yes, that is the whole point. It is a special run of the show.”

Catherine sighed as she grabbed her mug and took a drink of her coffee. “Then I guess I’ll have to make arrangements at work so that we can go with you. Personally I’ll miss Christmas in New York, but what can you do?”

“Actually I’m going alone to London.” Emmy stared into her mug.

The noise in the kitchen came to a standstill. There was complete silence as her mother and her father stared at her. Michael’s eyebrows rose but he didn’t say anything. Catherine’s lips pursed together as if she were trying to breathe deeply. “Excuse me?”

Emmy looked up and stared her mother directly in her eyes. “I’m going to London alone. I think it is time I try it out on my own. It’s not forever, just a couple of months. I mean this is a great move for my career. Besides I’m quite excited to do this.”

Michael let out a small chuckle. “I’m sure you are.”

“No.” Catherine shook her head. “I refuse to let you live alone in a strange city, especially at Christmas.”

Emmy sighed as she rolled her eyes. “Mother, I’m not a baby anymore. Besides, I’m not going to be alone. Gerry lives in London.”

“Gerry?” Her mother’s eyes widened. “Gerry as in Gerard Butler? He is your co-star again?” There was a hint of disproval in her voice. “Why is Andrew casting him? I assume he will be playing the Phantom again?”

“Yes Mother he will be. He is a great actor.” Emmy didn’t like where this was heading.

“I never said he wasn’t a great actor. I’m just not sure I like the idea of you alone in London.” Catherine sniffed as she took a sip of her coffee.

“With him. Isn’t that what you were going to say?” Emmy couldn’t help but ask. “Mother I’m not living with him. I am working with him. Good lord.” She shook her head.

“Don’t take that tone with me young lady. I am still your mother and I refuse to let you talk to me like that.” Catherine scowled at her daughter.

Emmy put her cup down and sighed. “Mother, I am sorry. However, the fact is I am taking this job. I am old enough to get out on my own. This is a good step in my career. I want to take this step. Besides, do you think Andrew would let anything happen to me?” She stood up and dumped out the remaining coffee in the sink.

“I’m only looking out for your best interest. Have you talked to Stephen yet?” Catherine asked as she turned to look at her.

Emmy shook her head. “No I haven’t talked to my agent yet. That is on the to do list today.” She turned back towards the table. “I have so much to do today I don’t know when I’ll be home.” She walked over and kissed her mother’s cheek. “I’ll see you later.”

Catherine watched as her daughter ran up the stairs. She turned to look at her husband with an angry look on her face. “We just can’t let her go.”

“Why not? She has a point. She is old enough to make her own decisions.” Michael lowered his paper to look at his wife. “It wouldn’t be any different if she were going away to college.”

“Michael I’ve always accompanied her to her projects.” Catherine protested.

“Maybe it’s time to loosen the grip a little.” Michael sighed. “I mean we both love her but she’s not the same child she once was. We have to trust her sometime.”

“It’s not her I don’t trust.” Catherine sighed.

“We’ve met Gerry and he seemed nice.” Michael stood up and put the paper in his briefcase. “He is an actor serious about his craft. He and Emmy are alike in that respect. Trust her Catherine. It will be ok.” He kissed his wife gently. “I’ll be home late tonight. Going to have drinks with Robert.”

Catherine nodded, barely paying attention. She just hoped her daughter was making the right choice. The thought of the alternative scared her.

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“So your mother flipped?” Cassandra asked as she browsed through the clothes on the rack. She picked out a plum colored silk blouse and held it up to her. She shook her head as Emmy laughed. “Is she preparing to march into London as your bodyguard then?”

Emmy shook her head. “No, I told her I was going alone and I mean it. I’m a big girl. Besides nothing with happen.” She pulled out a red sequined top and grinned. “I like this.”

“Ooo sexy. I’m sure that will be good for when you go out to the clubs in London.” Cassandra smirked.

Before Emmy could say anything, her cell phone rang. As she reached in her purse, her eyes caught sight of the number and she smiled. Flipping open the phone she put it to her ear. “So how is my favorite Scottish best friend?” She laughed softly.

“I better be your only Scottish best friend, love.” Gerry growled playfully, his voice husky.

“Oh but you are, Gerry.” Emmy grinned as Cassandra’s eyes opened wide. Then her own eyes narrowed. “Why does it sound like you just woke up?”

“Maybe because I just did.” Gerry made a sound like a tiny moan. “Sorry love was stretching there. Haven’t gotten out of bed yet.”

“Gerry! It’s almost-“ She looked at her watch and calculated the time difference in her head. “Nearly three in the afternoon where you are! The last thing you should be doing is lying in bed!”

Cassandra put her hand over her mouth to hold in her laughter. She let out a tiny laugh as Emmy rolled her eyes.

“I had an early morning meeting with Tonya and my agent. I came home to take a nap and I guess I must have overslept.” Gerry suddenly sounded like a little boy who had been caught.

“Well when I am there you are getting up early.” Emmy threatened playfully. “No lazing around until three.”

“What? Come on love, give me a break. I’m a growing man.” There was pure innuendo in his deep husky voice.

“Gerard!” Emmy couldn’t stop the blush that flooded over her face.

“Sorry love.” His words might have said it but the apology was sorely lacking in his voice. Instead, there was something else. Whatever it was, it had Emmy swallowing hard. “So what is the lovely Emmy up to?” He moaned again as he stretched his arms over his head.

Emmy bit her lip. Why was he making that sound? “I am shopping.” She answered briefly. Suddenly her head filled with an image of Gerry lying in bed. STOP, she screamed at herself. This man is your best friend.

“Shopping for what?” Gerry asked. “You women are always shopping. Do you need the stuff? No, but there you are shopping for it.” He teased.

“Hey I do need what I’m shopping for.” Emmy protested.

“Yea she’s shopping for clothes to go out clubbing with you in London.” Cassandra piped up as she laughed. She laughed even harder when Emmy glared at her.

“Oh shopping for clothes for me are we?” There was laughter in Gerry’s voice. “Well now Emmy Grey be sure to get some sexy little numbers.” He knew it was wrong to tease her like this, but a part of him couldn’t stop.

“Why do you assume that these are for you? I mean there are some good looking single men in London.” She pointed out.

Gerry couldn’t help growl. There wouldn’t be any single men around her if he could help it. “We’ll be too busy working for you to meet any men. Trust me.”

“Well what does one wear when clubbing in London?” Emmy asked as she browsed through some racks. She bit her lip to hold in the giggle, knowing that had given Gerry something to think about.

“Trust me, whatever you wear is gonna be fine. Besides if you can’t find anything there, we can go shopping here.” Gerry assured her.

“I may just have to do that. I mean I’ll be running away from here with my mother chasing after me.” She groaned. “I’m dying to run away now.”

“Aw love is your parents giving you a hard time?” Gerry asked gently. “I take it they didn’t like the fact you’re going off on your own?”

“My dad didn’t say much but my mother sure gave me an earful.” Emmy sighed. “She is going to have to get used to it. I am coming to London.” There was a stubborn streak in her voice.

“Speaking of that, I need to get my arse up. I’m meeting Tonya and we’re going to go look at some apartments for you.” Gerry told her.

“Gerry you don’t have to go see them personally.” Emmy laughed. “You can just send me the pics or maybe the specs on it.”

“I need to make sure they are good enough for you, Emmy Grey.” Gerry’s voice came out as soft as velvet with a sexy Scottish twist. “Can’t have you in a bad part of London. Need to make sure you’re safe. However, I really should go or Tonya will have me arse. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, love.”

“Aww Gerry you’re such a sweetie. What would I ever do without you?” She teased.

“Don’t worry love. You won’t ever have to find out.” He whispered as he hung up the phone.

Cassandra stared at her best friend. She didn’t know what Gerry had said to Emmy on the phone. Whatever it was had her friend blushing. “So I take it Gerry is going ok?”

Emmy stuck her phone back into her purse as she nodded weakly. “Oh he’s just fine. Very fine.”

Cassandra smirked. “Well that’s good.”

Emmy looked up at her friend and tried to shrug it off. “He’s just going to look at apartments for me.”

“Well isn’t that sweet of him.” Cassandra couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Yes it is.” Emmy ran her fingers through her hair nervously.

“What’s so wrong about admitting he’s hot?” Cassandra asked as she followed Emmy to the checkout counter. “Face it, your friend is hot. He’s a great actor.”

“Because if I say that then I set myself up for something that just isn’t there.” Emmy called back over her shoulder as she went to pay for her shirt.

Cassandra sighed as she watched her friend walk off. “But what if you’re wrong?” She whispered.

* * * * * *

“And here is the bedroom. I’m sure it’s spacious enough for your friend.” Gerry watched as the leasing agent pushed open the door that led to the bedroom. “Everything you see in here will be included in the rent.” The woman smiled back at Gerry.

Gerry walked into the bedroom and his eyes began to scan the room. Along the far wall was a king sized sleigh bed made out of polished oak. The bed looked like it was an antique with its dusky rose colored duvet and huge feather pillows at the headboard. The décor of the room matched the color on the bed. The walls were a cream color with a boarder of roses along the top. The floor was wooden with a plush rug in the center of the room. A polished oak wardrobe and a vanity with chair finished the room. A set of French doors led out to a balcony.

“So what do you think, Ger?” Tonya nudged him. “I think Emmy would love this place. I mean it has a great kitchen, and with her taking those lessons at Cordon Bleu awhile back. It has everything she would need. The price is perfect for her too.”

Gerry nodded as he looked around. His eyes seemed to drift back to the bed. He blinked away an image of Emmy sleeping in there. NO! Stop it, he shook his head. Focus here Gerry.

“Gerry?” Tonya nudged him again.

“Huh? Oh ya, I think this place will be perfect.” Gerry nodded.

“Good.” The leasing agent smiled. “When will she be here?”

“In a few days. On Monday.” Gerry told her.

“Perfect, we will have this place ready. I do need a month’s deposit though. Do you think perhaps she could wire it to us in advance?” The leasing agent asked as she fiddled through her papers.

“I’ll take care of it. Just make sure this place is ready for her to move in.” Gerry could feel Tonya’s eyes on him.

“Of course.” The leasing agent nodded. “Well if there is nothing else. I’ll be in touch with you. I’ll call you tomorrow with details about the down payment.” They walked out of the bedroom.

Gerry nodded. “Tonya will take care of it.” He knew Tonya would have a few words for him but he didn’t want to hear them. Emmy was his friend and anything he could do to help her was a small price.

Tonya watched as the leasing agent walked out into the living room. She looked at Gerry with raised eyebrows. “You’ll take care of it? Wow she’s becoming a very close friend.”

“Tonya.” There was a warning note in Gerry’s voice. “Don’t start.”

“I’m not starting anything. I just hope you know what you are doing.” Tonya brushed past him and walked out of the room.

Gerry sighed as he gave one last look around. “So do I.”
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