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Chapter 10.
Lydia awoke the next morning feeling sore and throughly used. As she rose to go to the bathroom Drake pulled her back down into the bed.
“Ahhh!” Lydia squealed not expecting Drake to yank her down.
“Just a few more minutes,” he yawned sleepily.
“Drake, if I stay in this bed any longer I’m going to pee myself.” Lydia pouted trying to wiggle free of his grasps.
Reluctantly Drake let her go, and Lydia booked it to the bathroom to use the facilities.
‘What a perfect way to start your morning.’ Lydia thought to herself smiling. Her smile quickly turned to a frown though as
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Lydia was a bundle of nerves walking into the restaurant. Drake grabbed her hand and gently rubbed the inside of her palm with his thumb, his was of reassuring her that everything was going to be okay. Drake walked over to the hostess stand. “We’re here for the Whittenberg party.”“Names?” The petite hostess asked not even bothering to look up from her screen.Drake was irritated at her lack of customer service but he tried to remain cool.“Drake, Drake Whittenberg.”The hostess let out a small gasp before looking up.
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"What is she doing here?" Dianne shouted, causing the makeup artist and the photographers to stop what they were doing and stare at Dianne and Lydia, waiting to see what would transpire between the two of them."Mother!" hissed Sampson. "You are causing a scene and I invited her. As I recall this is MY engagement photoshoot.""Sampson," Dianne looked at him disapprovingly. "I expected this nonsen from Drake, but never from you. This is a family photoshoot. Think of the press."Lydia was fidgiting with her hands nervously, she didnt like the scene that Dianne was causing."I.. I can just go wait in the lobby until the photos are done." she said meekly."Nonsene," Drake said wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her closer to him. "As my romantic partner, you should be included in these photos. The photoshoot is the start of the Wedding Adventure. You are my guest to said wedding. I dont see w
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As Drake approached the writers table with Lydia in tow he felt a sense of excitement. He’d love improve in theater when he was younger and now he was getting to do it again, this time for a major magazine.“Do you know the gist of improve?” He whisper to Lydia, the writers table just a few feet away.“Umm refresh me, what’s improve again?” Lydia asked a hint of nervousness in her voice.“It’s where you make something up right on the spot. So I’ll start and then you make something up along the way. We will take turns answering questions it’ll be fun.”“ Uhh I think you and I have a different definition of fun.” Lydia let out a nervous chuckle.“Come on Lyd, you’ve got this. Where’s that fierce tiger that came out earlier?” Drake teased her.Lydia swallowed loudly.“Okay, let’s improvise.&rdquo
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Lydia sat curled up in the car rubbing her bare foot. “You owe me a footrub.” She said smiling at Drake before scowling. “And maybe a cheek rub too. I didn’t realize I would be smiling so much today.” “Ah yes,” Drake said with a sigh, “The Whittenberg family loves their publicity, well as long as it’s the right kind of publicity.” “Your mom is something else.” Lydia said putting her foot back down on the floor of the passenger seat.“Is that the polite way of saying she’s a total nightmare?” Drake asks. Lydia chuckled. “It seems she really wants to match you with Jessica. She practically threw her at you all afternoon.” “My my my, are you jealous princess?” Drake asks waggling his eyebrows in a teasing manner. “Me jealous? Never! I just feel like I’m failing at my job. I mean you did hire me, so your mother wouldn’t throw every eligible bachelorette your way.” Drake frowned, as if he’d forgotten Lydia was his escor
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“Who’s this?” Lydia asked picking up the photo of the woman. Drake’s mind was racing. Fuck, he’d forgotten he had that picture of Amelia hung up in his room. He wasn’t ready to open up about Amelia yet, but he also didn’t want to lie to Lydia. “Can we put a raincheck on that?” Drake asked, reaching out for the picture.Lydia gave him the photo without hesitation, it was after all someone who was important to him at one point in time. “Is it Amelia?” Lydia whispered. She was hesitant to ask, but the only time Drake acted odd was when Amelia was brought up, or his family was around. Drake’s brows furrowed together, his was now glaring over at Lydia. “Damnit Lydia, Why can’t you just drop it? Can’t you tell I don’t want to talk about.” He said in anger, running his hands through his short red hair. Lydia was upset Drake would take that tone with her, yes she knew she was nothing to him but an escort, hired for her services, but
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Lydia heard Drake let out a sigh at his mother’s shrill voice, shouting up the stairs. Lydia could hear her heavy footsteps as she climbed the stairs. “Drake.” Lydia groaned grabbing his head from between her thighs. “What Princess?” Drake looked up at her smiling mischievously, “You don’t want to give Mother Dearest a peep show? It would be her own fault for walking in.” Lydia couldn’t contain her laughter at Drake’s shenanigans, “As much as I would enjoy the look on your mother’s face for catching us in such a disgraceful act, I would rather not have to deal with that.”Drake let out deep sigh, “Fine.” He sighed stepping away from Lydia, helping her down from the desk. Lydia quickly busied herself, pulling her skirt down, and adjusting her hair. Seconds later, Dianne burst through Drake’s door a scowl on her face as she looked over at Lydia. “Can’t even be bothered to knock anymore Dianne?” Drake said addressing his mother with a s
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Madilyn excused herself from the room momentarily leaving Lydia with her bridesmaids. As soon as she left, the bridesmaids confronted Lydia. “So,” Megan said looking Lydia up and down, “You’re Drake’s newest toy.” “I am his girlfriend.” Lydia responded, not liking Megan’s tone at all. “Drake doesn’t date. Especially not anyone of your class.” Megan responded, her distaste for Lydia clear on her face. “Maybe he wanted to break off from society snobs like you and actually date a woman with class.” Lydia replied haughtily.“What did you just say to me?” Megan screeched, her voice rising. “You heard me.” Lydia responded, noticing the reporters crowding around the door, trying to capture the events happening in the room. “You bitch.” Megan snarled, throwing her drink in Lydia’s face. “Takes one to know one,” Lydia replied, walking towards the door. “Oh and Meg, honey,” Lydia called stopping and turning to face
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