Page 62 of A Little Bit Extra

“You want me to be your girlfriend?” Her eyes widen and her jaw opens.

“Don’t look so shocked! Yes, my girlfriend.” I kiss her forehead.

She chuckles again. “Okay, boyfriend.”

I don’t know why I suggested we put a label on our relationship, but I know I wanted her to continue being mine. Sure, we agreed to be exclusive, but I wanted another reason for us to be attached, for her to be mine in every way imaginable.

When I met her in the diner the first night and she looked at me with those sultry, ocean-blue eyes, I knew she would be mine. One way or another, it was going to happen. It had to happen. She set my heart on fire, and, like I already admitted, gave me butterflies immediately.

From that first night, I should have known that I had sealed my fate. I cannot imagine my life without her now.

Over the next few weeks, we fall into a routine. Cassie always leaves early in the morning to go back to her apartment before getting to the studio. It’s easier to keep us secret and hidden from everyone that way. Well, everyone besides Lucy. I would tell the guys, but I worried they would say something in front of Marcy, and until my contract is up, I don’t want to risk it.

It’s safe to say I’m already falling for Cassie even though I’ve only known her for a few months.

When I’m with Cassie, I’m home. She fills a hole in my heart I didn’t realize was there from my parents’ lack of interest.

We’re great at keeping it a secret. We’ve even hung out as a group a few times to keep up appearances, always at my apartment. Tyler, Max, Lane, Marcy, Lucy, Cassie, and myself. We always sit on opposite sides of the room because otherwise I’d do something dumb like pinch her butt or give her a kiss. That doesn’t stop her from eye-fucking me the entire night, causing me to keep my mind on things other than her naked body, otherwise I’d end up with a raging hard on and would have to answer some questions.

Since we live so close, she goes home with Lucy and then drives back in her own car.

At the studio, we have a similar routine. We eat lunch together some days, starting as a group and ending up with just the two of us.

Those are my favorite times at work. Cassie has this habit where she bites her lip but smiles at the same time to stop herself from laughing. Her cheeks turn bright red. She rolls her eyes. Then, she places her head in her hand and sighs, raising her eyes to meet mine. It’s the cutest fucking thing. I would have fucked her over the table if we weren’t in the public cafeteria at the studio.

I only have a few more weeks, maybe a month, left in this contract before we don’t have to worry about sneaking around anymore.

It cannot come soon enough.

Our first date is going to be the best. We’ll probably get dinner somewhere secluded, with great food. Maybe pizza, which has become our favorite.

Tonight is Cassie’s show with her acting class. She auditioned last week and, of course, she landed the role of the main romance actor. I knew she would. The scenes differ from the ones we rehearsed, but they still have the same depth and emotion.

Since it’s Friday, Cassie didn’t ask anyone to go. She told me, but since we aren’t supposed to be seen in public alone, she said I didn’t have to go.

But, being the best boyfriend ever, I got Lucy to take off from work and told Tyler, Lane, and Max they had to go. I think Marcy is meeting us there, too.

We’re going to surprise her. I’m bringing her a dozen tulips, which I know are her favorite flower from her sister, Annie.

I met Annie when she was in town a week ago. She nearly fainted when she found out we were dating, but she held it together. It was cute. She asked me about 100 questions regarding my movies. “Did you really fight that guy in the bar scene?” or “What is the craziest thing that happened while you were filming in the middle of the jungle? Did you get attacked by any animals?”

I didn’t say they were normal questions. I, of course, answered all of them while Cassie sat next to me, holding my hand, shaking her head at Annie every time she asked me about something ridiculous she likely read about on the internet.

I don’t do a lot of interviews about my movies, so there are always a lot of rumors or speculations about what occurs on set and in my personal life.

I hadn’t known if Cassie wanted me to meet Annie since we were still so new. She told me what happened with that dick writer she’d dated, which helped everything about the first week I knew her make a ton of sense. So, the fact that she was okay with me meeting family, especially her sister, was pretty huge for me.

Seeing the way Cassie and Annie interacted made me want a brother. They hardly communicated with words. Annie would start saying something like, “You know that one place with the plants…” to which Cassie would say “What happened this time?!” and then Annie would answer with literally two words like “Balloon fight.” Which made no sense to me, but they would break out in laughter and continue laughing for the next five minutes until tears were streaming down their cheeks.

That’s typically when I would refill snacks or drinks and let them have their moment. I knew it had been a while since they’d seen each other. It was great to see a different side of Cassie. Sometimes we spend all day ignoring each other on set, and we hardly talk when we see each other. Our hands never leave one another and we spend most of the night in bed.

Every morning, I wish I could be with Cassie. Every evening, I’m grateful that I am with Cassie. I hate this being a secret.

That’s why I’m glad everyone could come support Cassie tonight. I would have come by myself, but since no one knows we’ve been dating for the last few weeks, it might have looked weird since, as far as anyone but Lucy and Annie knows, I only see Cassie on set and when we hang out as a big group.

We get to the theater where I have six seats near the front reserved for us. I sit in the middle. When she looks into the crowd, I want her to see me. I want her to know how damn proud I am of her for chasing her dreams and not giving up. I want her to know that nothing would have stopped me from coming tonight.

The show is amazing. There are three acts before Cassie’s and one after, making it five total for the evening.

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