Guillaume, Her French Husband

Chapter 8

Lara

Over the next few days, Lara could feel that the bond she shared with Guillaume was more than just simple strong feelings.

She had fallen for him and he had fallen for her.

And even though she had never felt this strongly about anyone, she was not sure she could handle what she was feeling. The truth was that she was not even sure she understood what she felt. She had never told any man that she loved him. Maybe because she had never known what love meant or what love felt like. Was it that she was too busy to give herself time to experience what love really meant or was it that she had never met anyone worth her time? She was not sure what it was but whatever the explanation was, it scared her. And the fact that she had just been featured in the latest gossip news was not helping her cause. She didn’t know how but somehow the tabloids knew who she was and that she was working with Guillaume Laurent. She had literally gone from a nobody to a celebrity overnight. But even with everything that had been going on in her mind, she still managed to stay focused enough to finish the last scene of the project. And when she finally heard Guillaume make the final call, she smiled and bit her lower lip as she said a silent prayer.

“Cut! That’s a wrap, everyone!” Guillaume yelled as the crew applauded.

Lara took a long deep breath as one of the sound crew members unhooked her mic.

“Thanks,” she said in a soft voice.

“Any time, really. It’s been a real pleasure to work with you…you are a breath of fresh air really.”

Lara laughed.

“I am not sure whether to blush or just say thank you,” she said.

“I will settle for a selfie. No one is going to believe I spent the last two months with the Lara King,” she said and Lara smiled.

“Of course. Why should I let a perfect professional makeup job go to waste?” she asked and the lady pulled her phone out of her pocket to take a number of photos before she walked away leaving Lara alone.

She took a long deep breath and began walking towards her sister who had been watching all through.

“You know, I have never really seen you work…at least not this kind of work,” Myka pointed out and Lara shrugged.

“And?” she asked.

“You are really good!”

Lara laughed.

“Why does it sound like you are surprised or something?” she asked.

“I always thought you were good but you know…I guess seeing is believing,” Myka went on saying. “Thanks for bringing me. I never really thanked you.”

“I wouldn’t leave you behind…not even for a job,” Lara said as she pulled her sister close to give her a hug.

“Well, as it turns out this was a great opportunity for both of us,” Myka said as she pulled away.

Lara shook her head.

“What are you talking about?” she asked and Myka giggled.

“I’ll let Guillaume tell you all about it,” she said before she kissed her sister’s cheek. “See you back at the villa.”

“Wait…tell me all about what?” Lara asked but the energetic Myka was already long gone. She stood there in confusion as Guillaume walked towards her. She hated how hot he looked every time she saw him. That thick shoulder length hair bounced luxuriously as he made his way towards her. And his perfectly muscular torso was outlined in the shirt he had on.

“Hey there, beautiful,” he said in a soft voice before he kissed her cheek. “Great work out there.”

“Thank you…I’m glad it is finally over,” Lara said. “Not that I didn’t have fun with it or anything. It’s just…I look forward to sleeping in and doing absolutely nothing.”

Guillaume laughed.

“You and me both.”

“I never thought I would miss being idle,” she said and he nodded.

“I know a thing or two about that,” he said as he looked into her eyes.

“So, I was wondering….what deal did you make with Myka because she is a little giddy. And she wouldn’t tell me what you guys are going on about.”

Guillaume smiled and took her hand.

“Come with me,” he said as he began leading her out of the set.

“I know it’s just been a few weeks but I should probably let you know right now that I am not a big fan of surprises,” she said and he looked at her over his shoulder.

“Don’t worry. You are going to love this one,” he said.

She was holding rolls of her fabric in her hand as she slowly made her way, following him to his trailer.

“So, are you going to tell me what you did for my sister?” she asked and he laughed.

“I was going to until you decided to bend over and invite me to take you,” he said and she looked up at him.