I walk into merediths work. "She is in a terrible mood today" the cameraman says quietly. "What's up with her?" I frown slightly.
"Derek" she gets up as soon as she sees me and walks over. "Hi baby, are you okay?" I hug her tightly. She's wearing a white bikini.
"Meredith, we have three more outfits to get through" the cameraman says. "No!" She yells into my chest. The guy gives me a look. I ignore it.
"Come on, take a little break with me then" I hold her hand. She follows me to the other side of the room. I sit on a bench and she sits next to me.
"Can someone get her a blanket please?" I ask. Another model brings one over. "Thanks" I say. "Stop" meredith bursts out into tears, making me look at her.
"What, baby?" I wrap the blanket around her. "Don't look at the other models" she says. "I wasn't" I tuck her hair behind her ear.
"I've had such a bad day" she sobs. I've heard stories from people who work with her about meredith being a bit of a diva at work sometimes. I've got a feeling that today was one of those days.
"What's wrong?" I ask. "My boss has been bossing me around all day! The cameraman hasn't been getting any of the angles right and my makeup artist was annoyed that I had bags under my eyes because I'm tired" she says.
Oh. I think this is my fault. Yesterday was the first time we saw eachother in a week, so last night we were up all night making love to eachother again and again.. and again. She must be so tired. She's never in a good mood when she's tired.
"Mer" I sigh as she cries quietly into my chest. "You're ruining your makeup, sweetheart" I whisper. She cries harder.
"Okay, go and put some clothes on" I say. "Why?" She asks. "Just go" I say. I pull off my suit jacket and hand it to her. She takes it with her.
She puts on her leggings and top, with my jacket over it and walks back over. "I'm taking her home" I say. "What? No-" the cameraman says. "She's exhausted and she's been here for nine hours already.. she'll be back tomorrow" I say.
Before he can argue with me, I take her hand and lead her out of the building. I open the car door for her and she gets in.
I have my driver with me today, so I don't have to drive. We both get in the back so we can cuddle on the way home.
"Baby, did you see those guys taking pictures of you?" I ask. "Its paparazzi" she says. "Since when do you have paparazzi following you?" I ask. "Since I was on the cover of vogue last week" she says.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I ask. "Because I'm a bit freaked out by it" she says quietly. "Why?" I ask. "Strangers keep coming up to me to tell me how beautiful I am and how much they love my work" she says.
"Do you not like it?" I ask. "I do.. I've wanted this my whole life, but now it's happened it doesn't feel real" she smiles. I smile too.
"What are you doing next then?" I ask. "I need to finish my contract with this company I'm with.. which is just six more weeks, then I'm onto bigger things" she grins proudly.
"Do you have a copy of the magazine?" I ask. My driver hands me it. Meredith giggles as he smiles at her. "Did you like it too?" She asks. "I love it, sweetie" he smiles. Meredith likes my driver. He's in his sixties, so she thinks he's "adorbs".
"Baby, I'm so proud of you" I say as I look at the pictures. She smiles. I kiss her. She let's out a small sigh of pleasure against my lips.
"Will you put up the privacy screen?" I ask. "Yes boss" the driver does it.
I kiss her again. Her phone starts ringing. "Sorry babe, one second" she puts her hand on my chest and answers it.
"Hi" she says. She talks for a bit. It's obviously a work call. I start kissing her neck. She pulls up her skirt to her ass, so I have better access. I smile at her.
I push off the jacket gently. She's only wearing a tank top under it. I kiss her shoulder softly. She mutes herself.
"No hickeys" she says. "Yes hickeys" I say. "My makeup artist will- fine, do it.. she deserves it for being a bitch today" she says. I chuckle. She unmutes herself and continues talking.
"No!" She raises her voice. I pull away to look at her. "If I'm traveling then it has to be on my terms and my schedule.. my boyfriend has work too and I'm not going without him" she turns around, so she's not facing me as she yells at them.
I'm giving up. There's no way I can get into her panties during this car ride home.
I pull away from her and move to the other side of the seat to get some space. I scroll through my phone.
"Whatever, bye" she hangs up. She rolls her eyes and let's out a sigh. "What's wrong, darling?" I ask as she cuddles into me.
"My agent wants me to do some more work at different places around America and the UK, but she wants me to go as soon as my contract is over" she says.
"And you don't want to go without me?" I ask. She shakes her head. "Oh, babe" I smile, hugging her. She giggles, blushing slightly.
"I'm not going anywhere without you" she kisses me. I smile wider. "Sorry honey, I totally ruined our moment before, didn't I?" She giggles. "Its okay" I chuckle.
"Well, are you still going to make love to me when we get home?" She whispers. "I thought you were tired" I smile. "You said you were proud of me.. I should get gifts for that" she says. I laugh.
"What gift do you want?" I ask. "Your dick" she giggles. I smile. We arrive outside my apartment. I open the door and get out. I hold her hand and help her out. We go upstairs.
