A Humble Heart
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“Holy-,” Edward started.
“Shit.” Seth finished.
"Wow," Amy gasped.
In the photo Dana knelt with slicked wet hair draped in a sexy as hell way around her head and shoulders. Her back was slightly arched, showing off a perfect figure. The tops of her large round br**sts glistened under the sun and she had the sexiest playful smile he'd ever seen. It was the sexiest picture he’d ever seen and to his intense surprise he was instantly aroused. He saw Seth from the corner of his eye pulling a throw pillow self-consciously over his lap. He decided it was a good idea and quickly followed suit.
“This picture showed up on stands yesterday and is already causing a bit of a debate. The magazine is claiming this picture has not been altered in any way. They allowed our people to look at it and we have found out,” she paused for theatrical purposes, “it has not been altered. People are claiming Dana has the most perfect body in the world. Some are claiming she is easily the sexiest woman on earth.”
“I’d agree to that, shit,” Seth said, sighing dreamily. Amy reached around Edward and slapped Seth upside his head. “Ow!”
“We’ve found out that Maxim Magazine, Playboy and others are lining up to ask her to pose for them. Will she? We’ll keep you updated.” Emily said, winking at the camera.
“Oh no,” Edward mumbled.
“What? Damn, she’s hot!” Seth said. “I’ll buy every issue if she does it!”
Edward turned to look at his friend. “Exactly, everyone is going to be after her now. Do you know how many perverts are going to harass her now?”
All signs of humor left Seth’s face. “Shit.”
Edward stood up, dropping his pillow to the floor. There was nothing to worry about since all the stress killed his erection. He picked up his phone and dialed Dana’s number only to find it was busy. “Damn it.” He called Deana to find her phone busy as well.
He tried again and this time Dana answered. “Hello?” she answered. He could tell she’d been crying.
“Dana, are you okay?”
“Hey, Edward, yeah I’m fine,” she answered quietly.
“I want to come over and see you.”
“That’s not a good idea tonight. I….I have to go. I’ll see you Monday.”
“What’s going on?” he asked.
“Can we talk Monday?” she asked softly.
“Of course,” he said reluctantly and hung up.
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The weekend dragged. He spent the entire weekend inside his house watching television, reading and cleaning. His cell phone and house phone went with him everywhere in case she called. It was pretty pathetic.
He drove to the beach anxiously this morning. Thankfully it was closed down for public use because of production. Most of the day would be spent waiting for everything to be set up. Most of his day would be spent waiting for the sun to hit the beach at a perfect angle.
He made a bee line for Dana’s trailer only to find it empty. After a few minutes he managed for find Amy. She was by the food trailer, speaking with the director. “Where is she?” he asked Amy.
“She’s not here yet,” Amy said.
“Who? Dana?” one of the cameramen asked. “Damn, did you see that photo spread of her? I knew she was hot before, but damn!”
Edward ignored him and walked back to the trailer in time to see the door close. He opened the door and stepped inside to find Dana sitting on the couch with her head in her hands.
He sat down next to her and put an arm around her. “I missed you,” he said softly.
“I’m sorry I didn’t call you this weekend. It’s been pretty bad,” she said.
“What happened?”
She sighed heavily and looked at him. She looked tired, he noted. “Well, first that lovely television show rocked my world, exposed things about me I wanted kept personal. Then the calls began. That was soon followed by people coming to my house and snapping pictures from the sidewalk, followed by a na**d man trying to break into my bedroom window at three in the morning.” Every muscle in Edward’s body tightened. “The cops took him away. The next morning I received calls from Playboy, Hustler and several  p**n  companies. Oh, and to top it off Jeff called and begged me to take him back.” She turned to look at him with faux bright smile. “So, how was your weekend?”
“Hell.” He gently pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. “But it sounds like your weekend was worse. I’m sorry, Dana. I wanted to be there, but you wouldn’t let me.”
“I know.” She leaned into him. “I’m sorry. I just didn’t want to drag you into that.”
“I want to be there for you, Dana.” He kissed the top of her head. “I want to be with you.” He kissed her cheek and worked his way to her mouth. He devoured her mouth on contact.
He couldn’t remember kissing a woman like this before. Her mouth was pure heaven for him. It provoked more passion in him than he’d ever experienced. He sat back and pulled her onto his lap, making her straddle him. His hands moved down her back until they were firmly placed on her backside. He gently squeezed her ass.
Dana caressed his face, his hair, his neck, and shoulders while he held her tightly against him. She moved her mouth to his neck, kissing it until he dropped his head back and closed his eyes. Her hot mouth moved over his Adam’s apple, making him moan.
If she kept it up he was going to take her right then and there. She wanted to go slow and he wanted to make her happy no matter what his body was screaming for him to do at the moment. “Dana, can I ask what happened Saturday?”
She pressed one more kiss to his throat before she sat back on his lap and looked at him. “Sure.” She ran a finger over his jaw. “What do you want to know?”
“Who won?” he asked, giving her a lopsided smile.
She rolled her eyes playfully. “I did of course,” she said dryly, earning her a tickle from Edward. “Stop! Edward!” she begged through giggles.
He stopped tickling her, but he didn't stop touching her. His hands moved gently over her thighs. “What else happened?”
“What are you writing a book?” she teased.
“Yes.” He laughed.
“Well, I told you what happened. What specifically did you want to know about?”
“Jeff.”
“Oh.” She extracted herself from his lap and moved across the trailer. Dana leaned against the kitchenette wall, looking lost. “There’s really nothing to talk about when it comes to Jeff,” she said, looking at the floor.
“What happened?” Edward asked. He walked over to her and pulled her into his arms. “Baby, what happened?”
“Apparently he wants to give us another go, as he put it. He says he didn’t realize what a bitch Bea was until he saw her reaction to that television show.”
“What about the kids?” Edward asked.
“That’s the kicker, when I refused him he wanted to know about you, and then he tried to threaten me with suing for the kids, out of their best interests of course,” she said dryly.
“It will be okay. I promise I’ll stand by you no matter what,” Edward said, pressing a kiss to her neck because he really could help himself.
“That sounds sweet, Edward, but that’s a lot to ask anyone,” she said softly. He was turning out to be her ideal man, strong, confident, caring and unbelievably sexy. If she wasn’t careful she was going to fall completely in love with him, not that she wasn’t already half way in love with him.
He cupped her chin firmly and looked at her. “I want to.” He stopped any protests with a kiss. As the kiss started to get out of control she gripped his shirt and pulled herself tightly against him as he pushed her against the wall. She moved her mouth to what she was already learning was a favorite spot for him, his Adam’s apple, and licked and kissed it. He moaned while he ground himself against her. She loved the way he moaned.
His hand reached up between them and cupped her breast through her shirt. “Fuck,” he groaned. He moved against her harder making her moan. He claimed her mouth again as he grabbed her leg and hitched it over his hip so he could grind his erection hard against her center. She whimpered loudly into his mouth.