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“As you know, when I embarked on my acting career, being a porn star wasn’t what I aspired to be. But, when those roles kept coming and the money kept growing, even though it wasn’t my dream, it became difficult to walk away from... until you. In the past, taking smaller roles seemed like a step backward. What you made me realize was those roles could lead to a positive future and hopefully one I could share with you.”
“Trent, I don’t want you to give up everything you’ve worked for just because I don’t agree with it. This is my issue...”
“You’re not listening to me, Molly,” I interrupted. “Nothing matters if I don’t have you to share it with. There was a reason you came into my life, and I’m not willing to let you go.” She opened her mouth to speak, but I placed my index finger over her lips. “For the past few months, I’ve been working on smaller projects. They weren’t glamorous or once in a lifetime opportunities, but one of them proved to be a launching pad.” I reached into my back pocket, pulled out the small script, and handed it to her.
Molly unfolded it. Her eyes went wide when she looked at the producer and writer’s names on the script. “Didn’t he write that series that just won an award?”
“Yes. I actually had a guest starring role in that series which led to this script.”
Her face lit up for the first time since I stepped through the door. “That’s fantastic, Trent. I’m so happy for you.”
“Us. Be happy for us.”
Just as her eyes reread the cover page, her forehead creased in confusion when she read out loud, “This says, Trent Baker.”
“Yes. Trent Hudson no longer exists.” When her gaze cut back to my face, I could clearly see the emotion she fought shimmering in her gorgeous blue eyes. Not being able to wait a second longer, I took her hand in mine. “I didn’t do this just for you. But you made me remember my initial goal when I started this career. You gave me the push I needed.” With my eyes linked to hers in a desperate hold, I pulled the check from my back pocket and presented to her. The firm shake of her head was automatic, until I cupped her face with one hand. “Molly, I know you think this check represents all the bad that came with my career. But I look at it in a different way. If it weren’t for my job, and my proposition to you, we wouldn’t be here. And as much as you hated all that I did, I, on the other hand, am thankful for it because it brought you to me.”
At first I couldn’t read her thoughts and worried she’d reject it and me, but instead, she said, “Okay, but just remember not to call me your fluffer in your acceptance speech when you win an award.”
“I’d like to call you my girlfriend. Or maybe by then, you’ll be more than that.”
“What do you mean?”
“Getting this role isn’t the only dream you pushed me toward. One day, I hope you’ll be Mrs. Baker.”
“Um...” Her eyes went wide as saucers.
“I’m not proposing... yet. But, I want you to know how serious I am about you, Molly. I love you like I’ve loved no other. The thought of spending my life with you, and having you by my side to share all the good and bad times, consumes me. I pray you want that too. Even if you don’t right now, that someday...”
Just like I had done to her, Molly placed her finger on my lips halting my words. “I love you too, Trent Baker.”
In one swift move, I stood and scooped her off of the couch. “I need to bury my cock deep inside your pussy. He missed you as much as I did.”
Molly’s face scrunched up with disgust. “I’m all sweaty. I was about to shower before you knocked on the door.”
“Good thing shower sex is my specialty.” With each step I took toward her bathroom, I rambled off, “As is bed sex, couch sex, table sex, floor sex, counter sex, against the wall sex...”
She kissed me long and hard before pulling away. “I get the point. I’ve seen you in action.”
“And you’ll be the only one ever seeing me in action again.”
“The porn world is going to hate me for stealing you away.”
“Fuck them.”
“Not to mention your previous costars,” she continued to argue.
“As long as my costar for my life doesn’t hate me, I can deal with everything else.”
“No, she loves you. She never really hated you.”
“Then she’s a great actress.”
“Okay, maybe I did a little, but I don’t any longer.” She bit her bottom lip. “You know... you never said anything about make up sex. Is that one of your specialties too?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never had anything I wanted to make up for. But, you can let me know in about two hours if it is or not.” I placed her on the floor and without hesitation, stripped her naked. “I hope you don’t have plans for the rest of the weekend,” I said with a smirk while turning on the shower. “Or the rest of your life for that matter. As of now, consider them all canceled.”
“Sounds good to me,” she quipped, and while her eyes remained tethered to mine, my gorgeous fluffer did what she has always been able to since the first time I saw her... she instantly got me hard and ready for the only role that would ever matter again... as Molly’s lover.
Epilogue
Molly
I stood and clapped as loudly as I could staring at the stage and watching Trent approach the podium. When I glanced around the room at the Hollywood royalty who were also on their feet, my heart filled with happiness.
It wasn’t long ago when we hit a rough patch. A disgusting tabloid exposed who the real Trent Hudson was. My Trent took it in stride and with grace. Meanwhile, I had a complete meltdown when all my fears came to fruition. If Trent hadn’t stopped me, I would have hunted that photographer down and shoved his camera up his ass.
There was a time when we feared his short-lived career would come to an untimely end, but the opposite happened. And tonight was proof with all of the admiration directed toward the man who literally bulldozed his way into my life and my heart.
I couldn’t have been prouder of him at that moment... or more attracted to him. I’d seen that man in all sorts of compromising positions, both clothed and not, but seeing him standing tall and handsome in his black tux had every cell in my body thrumming with need.
Trent took the coveted trophy from the iconic actor and shook his head with a humble smile. When his eyes met mine, he winked.
“Wow. I can’t believe I’m standing here.” Trent admired the award once more before addressing the crowd. “There are so many people I need to thank.” He went on to mention his agent and everyone who was involved in the film. Then, once again, he brought his attention to me. “And finally, I want to thank my wife, Molly...” Tears filled my eyes, and I knew there was no way to keep them at bay. “I can honestly say without a doubt, I wouldn’t be standing here if it wasn’t for you. You are my world, and none of this would mean anything if you weren’t by my side. I love you.” He hoisted the trophy in the air, and all the applause did nothing to drown out the pounding of my heart that Trent was responsible for.
Rather than follow the standard protocol, my crazy husband ran down the steps and right toward me blowing off the reporters waiting backstage. In front of all the viewers and those surrounding us, he picked me up, spun me around, and kissed me as though we were the only ones in the room.
I supposed at that moment we were.
“You don’t wake up one day and think today is the day I find my soulmate. But if it happens, you show up with guns blazing.” — Trent Baker
The End
Acknowledgments
I would like to thank everyone who took a chance and read this book. Molly and Trent hold a special place in my heart, and I hope their story holds one in yours.
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