| �Okay, Clay, Clay, are you listening to me?� At the younger man�s nod, the older man just smiled. �Megan is good at her job Clay. She�s a rather interesting young lady.� �Just how young Joe?� �Only 22. But, she�s getting some of the hottest articles out there. Oh, and Clay, don�t be getting any ideas.� Clay shot his manager a look before going through the double doors. He stopped as he saw the young lady sitting in the chair, reading the notebook that was in her hand. He walked over to her, not ready to disturb the quite scene. �Excuse me, are you Megan?� Her blue eyes jumped to his green ones and a smile overtook her face. �Yes. Have a seat Mr. Aiken?� �Please, just Clay. I�m too young for that mister stuff.� She smiled and smoothed her skirt over her legs. �So, Clay, why not tell me a little about yourself.� �Such as what?� She laughed and nodded her head. �I�m gonna have to ask straight forward questions to get answers, huh?� �Your job I do believe.� �Right.� �Just one moment, I�ll answer anything if you can tell me where you lived.� She rose an eyebrow and smiled at him. �Missouri.� �Ah, that�s where the accent comes from.� �Moving on,� she said, clearing her throat, �the song, �This Is The Night� is awesome. It�s shooting up the charts. If this was your last night, how would you spend it? Outside of families and close ones. General answers.� �With my dog Max. I would be trying to finally train him.� She laughed and shook her head. It was than he realized he liked that smile and possibly loved that laugh. �Honestly?� �No. I would spend it, I think, treating a special someone out. Doing all the crazy, wacky stuff that you normally wouldn�t do.� �Sounds like you.� �Should I be thanking you for that Megan?� She rose an eyebrow and let her eyes linger on that smile that was placed there. She felt the small flutter in her stomach and shook her head clear of it�s thoughts. She never got involved with anyone famous. For one, she didn�t want the spotlight and for another, it was too much work to keep track of them. Of course, no one had ever made her stomach flutter like that. And all it was, was a smile! Oh, alas, but a gorgeous smile. �Megan?� �Sorry, just got to thinking about something totally irrelevant. Moving on through out the questions, if you could have one special power, what would it be?� �Well, right now it would be useful to read minds. Actually, I think that would be quite cool.� �Well, I�m sure most minds would simply be thinking about how utterly unique you are.� �Thank you.� �Um, let me see�� �What are you doing for dinner tonight?� Her pen froze on the paper and her eyes slowly drifted up to his. �Why?� �I�m just wondering. I�m getting hungry and wanted to know if you wanted to go with me?� �Um, Clay, we�re sorta doing an interview now.� �And we can go on throughout the meal, or evening, or into tomorrow.� �My boss would kill me.� �I�m sure your Editor is very understanding. My treat. Of course, I can afford about 20 bucks, if ya don�t mind.� She laughed again and nodded her head. His eyes took in the blonde hair that complimented the blue eyes. She was amazing. But why his mind was screaming that, he couldn�t say. He wasn�t the type to let females get to him, especially the pretty ones. But since he saw her smile for the first time, he knew this one was different. ~*~ When the World wasn't upside down/ I could take all the time I had/ But I'm not gonna wait/ When a moment can vanish so fast/ Cause every kiss is a kiss you can never get back ~*~ She leaned back in the chair and just took him in, trying to study him. From his brown hair to his green eyes to that smile. It was someone like this that she needed. Someone who was goofy, smart, and just fun to be with. �You�re staring, I believe.� �No, I�m not. I�m thinking while looking at you.� �Thinking about what again?� �How it is that you don�t have a girlfriend.� He sat his drink down and looked at his plate. �Is this part of the interview again?� �No, it�s for me to know. You�re currently one of the hottest acts around Clay. You�re the good boy that every girl wants.� �That may be why. Girls love the good boys but they want the bad boys.� He raised an eyebrow at her and she blushed. �So, you know a little bit about me. Congratulations.� �I know more than that. Why do you stay single?� �One, to have just any man, it�s hard. I�m traveling a lot and most guys don�t like that. As for dating stars, there�s no way.� �You�re gorgeous, why not?� She smiled and shook her head. Inside, she could feel that flutter start again. Why did he have this effect on her? Most men could barley get a laugh. He�s done that and made her blush. This wasn�t her, this was not the Megan she knew. �Thank you. But, stars, they�re too hard to keep track off. Too much that�s going on. When I have someone by my side, I want to be able to spend time with him. Not him and tons of cameras. Or tons of fans.� He nodded his head and reached over the table to take her hand within his. He softly rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb, noticing just how smooth her skin was. His eyes left her hand and locked with her blue ones. �May I ask you something Megan?� She could hardly breath and he wanted her to talk? She could only nod her head in response. �Do you believe in love at first sight?� Oh, he had to ask didn�t he? She didn�t honestly believe in it, for it never happened to her. In a sense, it was like you were passing some type of judgment, or at least that�s what she felt like. But, she recalled feeling her heart beat speed up when he called out to her. And she could feel the heat raise up in the room when he smiled. �As of now, I think I can state that I may.� ~*~ Lift me up in your eyes/ If you told me that is what heaven is/ Well, you'd be right/ I've been waiting forever for this/ This is the night ~*~ |
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