Reluctantly Famous by Heather Leigh Read Free Book Online Page A

Hopefully, I’m able to disguise the warring feelings
I’m having. I have no interest in making Allie uncomfortable by my
sexual desires.
    I’ve never been more thankful in my life for
being drop dead exhausted. I’m able to slither between the sheets
next to Allie and gather her in my arms without my dick taking much
notice. When she shuffles back to press against my body, hungry for
human contact, her warmth immediately draws me into a deep sleep. I
throw an arm over her waist, holding her to me all night.
    Bright sunlight filters through the large
window on the ceiling of my bedroom. My eyes blink rapidly until
they adjust to the harsh light. I reach for Allie only to find an
empty spot. She must have gotten up a while ago because the sheets
are stone cold.
    “ Al?” I pull on a pair of
sweats, shuffling out of the bedroom in my search for Allie. I
figure she’s probably reading on the couch, drinking a cup of
coffee. The thought makes me smile.
    “ Allie?” The living area
of the trailer is empty. I check the bathroom. It’s empty as well.
My gut clenches at the thought of Allie sneaking out of my trailer
in the middle of the night.
    All of my old insecurities come flooding
back. They’re picking at me, nagging me to remember that girls
don’t stick around. They use me for my body and take off
immediately after. I’m just a pretty face. Only, Allie and I
haven’t even kissed, let alone had sex, so why would she bail? My
brain hurts, it’s way too early for all of this deep thinking.
Instead, I decide that a cup of coffee is exactly what I need right
now.
    After rummaging through the cabinets, I
locate the Keurig cup that has the strongest blend. Mid-yawn, I
find the note Allie left taped to the front of my Keurig
machine.
    Sorry. Didn’t want to wake you. Had to get
back to discuss wiretapping with Drew. Call me when you can.
    She didn’t bail on me. Even though I knew
she didn’t, it’s nice to have it confirmed. Old insecurities can be
a bitch to overcome. That’s why I’m done with hookups. No more
using girls for sex. No more allowing girls to use me. I may not
have used my degree, but I’m not stupid and I’m not going to be
treated as if I am.
    Allie, though… she’s different. She sees me.
I’m hoping that in time, she’ll let me see her. For some reason, I
get the feeling that her demons might be worse than mine.
     
     
     
     
    Allie – now
     
    I’m flat out fucking exhausted. Sleeping in
Dex’s trailer was great. He made me feel safe, protected from all
the shit that’s about to blow up in my face. But that didn’t stop
my mind from racing through it all night before he got back from
filming, and all during the cab ride back to the hotel.
    Fucking paparazzi ruining my life, exposing
my identity! I want to cry, throw a tantrum, pull my hair out,
break a bunch of shit in frustration… but I’m just too tired to
care. All I want is to curl up next to Declan and let everything
fade away.
    “ Drew? Syd? Are you guys
still sleeping?”
    I push open the door to the dark suite.
Apparently no one is awake yet.
    Grateful I don’t have to face Drew Forrester
and his firing squad of overprotectiveness, I start to sneak off to
my room.
    “ I’m coming!” His voice
rings out loud and clear from Sydney’s bedroom.
    Damn.
    The sounds of playful giggling and sheets
rustling stop me dead in my tracks. “Ewwww, gross, are you guys in
there doing it?” Dear God why would he answer me if they’re having
sex? “No wait! Don’t tell me!” I cringe back and move towards my
room.
    “ Unfortunately, no. We
aren’t doing it , Allie,” Drew says, right as he comes out of
the bedroom, wearing only a pair of jeans.
    I roll my eyes at him. “Don’t bother getting
dressed on my account, Drew.”
    “ I should be asking you
that. Where the fuck were you all night? You took off before the
meeting with the agent then stayed out all fucking night! What the
hell?”
    Christ, he’s so fucking