ask me what's my best side , camden

[Deleted]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 800px; background-image: url(); background-color:#FBEFF2; -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:50px 50px 50px 50px; border: 3px solid #ffffff; padding-top:40px;] * i'll stand back and point at you

[/div]

Throughout the day, Bianca Tanner had no idea why she didn’t let Camden Carter just slip away. You know how girls are, they end up thinking about one thing for the longest time, considering the situation from every single answer and asking themselves a crap load of “what if”s. Just as the guy was about to give up on asking Bianca out, she told him she will give him a chance. There were so many reasons she continued to deny him any reason to see her as anything more than a fuck buddy, but he shot all those reasons in her face as if none of those reasons should matter. She was disagreeing. It did matter that she was still an actor that he and Richard hired—people would talk—but it didn’t concern him. And it did matter that she wasn’t his only date in the past week or so. Hell, she wasn’t one of two either. There were many others, but that didn’t concern him either. Was it wrong to say he asked a couple of them out just because Bianca said no? Maybe. If they weren’t rebounds, they were definitely girls he’d have if not Bianca. Should she have let it go? Did she want to be his only date? Twisting her mascara until it tightly closed, she looked up at herself in the mirror. This was one question she could never answer honestly because a “yes” or “no” wouldn’t work for her. She didn’t care how many girls Camden saw. He was no womanizer and probably deserved the attention from the ladies he was around because he was such a sweetheart to all of them. Bianca couldn’t deny him of what he loved doing. It was clear he didn’t like being alone.

She didn’t understand why it had to be her, though. She wanted to see this man happy, but of all people, he picks the sluttiest girl in Hollywood who can’t keep a man for longer than a month, let alone a week. Maybe he’ll find that out the hard way? She didn’t know. The point was, she hated that she couldn’t stop thinking about that man. The man that claimed he wanted to date her with sex out of the picture. Was he saying that because he thought that’s what she wanted to hear? Because it really wasn’t what she wanted to hear. Something like that would probably make Bianca say no, especially considering she had already had sex with this man countless times and would most likely want it again. She leaned forward in the vanity table, running her lipgloss across the bottom lip and then the top lip. By the time she started to get ready for her date with Camden Carter, she realized that it was probably a good thing she didn’t let him slip away. She hadn’t dated complete assholes in the past or anything, but Cam was surely different. He was older, wiser…far too much of a gentleman. As far as she could tell, Cam respected girls more than any other man she’d come across lately. Was that fair to the rest of the gentleman around Hollywood? Probably not, but it was honestly hard to think about any other man when this one was probably on her way to pick her up right this second.

Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad, she thought. By now, Bianca was considering the possibilities of a second date. Or a third, or more. Maybe it’ll last for longer than her past relationships. Maybe…just maybe she wouldn’t screw up so much that she’d break up or he would break up. She hadn’t even been on a single date with him and she was already thinking about a relationship? Might she mention, this date—whatever they were about to do—wasn’t going to end in sex. Should she even bother with what she was doing right now? Grooming herself, doing her hair and make-up? Yes. Sex or no sex, Bianca kept her body looking fantastic…for herself. If she had it, there was no reason not to take care of it. Who knows? Maybe he’ll realize that it isn’t that easy to just say no to sex considering they had already done it on several occasions. Not to mention, she hadn’t really hung out with him as a friend much. She basically just had sex with him and then headed out the door. And no, she wasn’t going to get on his case about asking her out through Facebook because she had turned him down pretty much everywhere else. They went out for drinks one time and she turned him out there—after sex, of course. They ran into each other at the park once, where she turned him down. After she visited him that night in his office, she turned him down and it was about time she gave him a chance because on top of him being so sweet, she never had anyone try as hard as Camden did to make her say yes to one date. How long did a man have to try before he gave up? Apparently Cam wasn’t intending on finding that out this time around. And he was right. She said no because she was trying to protect herself from getting hurt. He knew her well enough already to realize she didn’t want to get into anything emotional just out of fear that it wouldn’t work. She found herself trusting this man already. He wouldn’t hurt her.

Bianca stood from the table and looked herself over at the mirror once more. She wasn’t told where they were going for dinner, so a nice dress at a local pizza place wouldn’t fit and neither would a blouse and jeans work in a nice formal place—because she saw him as the kind of guy who’d do that. Honestly, she didn’t care either way because she was doing this for Cam, not for eating at a nice place, because she could do that any day on her own. Dating wasn’t ever her thing, so she wouldn’t be able to pick an ideal date. She loved surprises and spontaneity, so when Cam said it would be a surprise, a typical nice dinner wasn’t on her mind. For the record, the best time she has with a man is if sex is involved or a thrilling outdoor activity—namely sports. This was no time for sports, though, so this “surprise” was all she could think about. Or maybe it was his smile. Perhaps that voice? Bianca finally tied up her hair, checking herself out for the last time before she could walk away from the mirror, she snatched the hairtie out and let her hair down and just as the heard the doorbell ring, she smiled to herself and walked out the door, heading down the stairs before she could open the door, she swiftly turned her hair to look at the mirror by the door, once again pulling her hair up in a bun in the hairtie before opening the door, instantly feeling the urge to pull the man into her home, rip him out of those clothes and make him forget about this date idea. In the midst of these hungry thoughts running through her mind, she didn’t think to even say hi, she just started undressing him with her eyes.

`tagged camden c. / brie `1229 words `outfit `woooo!!!

mikey is a lady killer?! of caution 2.0

[/div][/td][/tr][/td][/tr][/table][/center]

[jere]

This wasn't how he typically acted. In fact, if his mother knew, she'd probably be pretty disappointed in him. Two different girls in two days? Most would applaud his skills, and yet he was feeling pretty guilty. He wasn't sure what it was about Bianca that made him do these sort of things, from sleeping with her in his office on set, to repeatedly asking her for a date. Camden had had such a great time with Israel, feeling terrible that instead of setting up another date with her, he was getting ready for one with Bianca.

She had even asked him why he was so infatuated with her, why he couldn't let her go. He had no answer, other than she had turned him down. It was starting to feel like Harmony all over, except at least he could fool around with Bianca. Cam had never taken rejection well, and never seemed to quit until he got what he wanted. Eventually it paid off, checking his watch as he pulled up in front of his date's place. Smiling in his rear view mirror, he checked himself quickly before stepping out of the Volkswagen Jetta, shutting the door behind him as he walked around the car to her front door. Six o'clock right on time, he couldn't stand the thought of being late.

Knocking twice in quick succession, he adjusted his jacket that he wore over a simple black t-shirt, with a pair of dark jeans. Nice, but casual. As she opened the door, he offered her a quick smile before his eyes traveled her body. "Hey," He leaned against her door frame, his smile frozen in place. "I hope you won't mind getting your dress dirty," Smirking, he knew she had no idea where they were going for their date. He loved being secretive and holding all the cards, knowing that he controlled the situation. "Are you ready to go?"

He has spent most of the day planning for their night, at least, once Rae left. While at the store picking up their dinner for that night, he was on the phone with Rae most of the time, asking how she enjoyed herself and making sure she had gotten home safely. He really did like the girl, but he couldn't deny that there was something that kept him going back to Bianca. Pasta was an easy meal, something that was liked by almost everyone. Plus, it was hard to mess up, and went well with a glass of Riesling. Packing everything in the basket he picked up while he was out, he made sure to grab a blanket as well. Why he was putting so much thought into a date that he had to force the girl to go on was beyond even him. Camden already had a spot in mind, one that they both had in common. Leading her to his car, he opened the door for her before moving around to the drivers side.

Driving out to Santa Monica Beach, it was as if they were chasing the sun, making small talk between the two. Throwing the car in park as they arrived, he turned and smiled at her. "Is this ok? We can go somewhere else..." He trailed off, suddenly worried if his plans were alright by her standards.

---

this sucks, i'll make it pretty later.

[Deleted]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 800px; background-image: url(); background-color:#FBEFF2; -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:50px 50px 50px 50px; border: 3px solid #ffffff; padding-top:40px;] * i'll stand back and point at you

[/div]

If there was anyone that should be ashamed for what was happening tonight, it should be Bianca: the girl who didn’t dare even talk to a man in fear that she might end up flirting with someone she wasn’t supposed to be flirting with because another girl had her eye on him. In fact, she would back off for a girl who wasn’t even her friend, but this time around, the other girl was Bianca’s friend. The girl did her make-up and hair and everything and she repairs her by going out with the guy she went out with the day before? This was one of the reasons she wondered why she didn’t let him slip away so that he could focus on Israel. It wasn’t just that, she had to look out for herself. What great would a man be for her at this point in her life who went out with a different girl every night? And not just that, he had sex with Rae…at least from what she could tell, they did. It actually made Bianca wonder why Cam would enforce the “No sex” rule for her date with him.

Doubts flooded her brain until the last minute. That last minute, nothing else mattered. Not Rae, not her “no taken boys” rule and definitely not sex. But of course, laying eyes on that man for the first time today had her thinking about all over again, especially when he got close to lean against her door frame and gave her a smile he knew would make her melt. She hated that he knew…there was no way he didn’t know. ”Mm,” In her head, it was practically a moan. ”I mean hi,” She looked down at her dress when he spoke of it before looking back at him, one hand on the door frame while the other held the door open. ”Oh! This ol’ thing?” She asked jokingly, unable to guess where they would go to get her dress dirty. According to Rae, last night, he had dinner, drinks and went dancing on his date. This was apparently going to be different. Her dress will get dirty. ”Should I change?” She asked, even though she wasn’t about to await an answer. She had waited two days for this date and she wasn’t about to delay it any longer for an outfit change. Heck no.

Any man she’d been on a date with knew very well she didn’t like her door held for her, but all she could do was smile. It was a sweet gesture after all. An independent woman like her was irked by chivalrous acts like Cam’s, but she didn’t let it show. It was refreshing to see something like that, honestly. He really was a gentleman. When they parked at the beach, she couldn’t help but grin. She didn’t live far from the beach—lived in Santa Monica in fact—so they arrived pretty quickly. The small talk really was small talk. ”What! No. I love it. Are we swimming? Because I’m prepared!” She did that all the time, actually. She never knew when her day would lead her to the beach, so she always remained prepared and now living in Santa Monica, she pretty much lived in a bikini. She lived at the beach…it was as if it was her life now. You could tell she was so happy to be here. She wasn’t a woman of high standards, but even if she was…this was perfect. A surprise, indeed. As if he knew exactly what would make her melt.

”Something smells amazing.” She turned her head to find the picnic basket in the backseat. Oh, wow. He didn’t. They weren’t swimming, but what he had just done was…ten times better. Bianca finally looked over at him, leaning over to kiss his cheek before she stepped out into the windy lot outside Santa Monica beach, her tied up hair thankfully kept in place for now. She had forgotten all about her dress as she closed the door behind and walked around to take his hand before heading towards the beach where the sand and the waves beckoned to her as usual. ”Now was that oven heated or did you cook?...Don't worry, I won't judge.” She asked, still able to smell the Italian—she knew it anywhere, she was a big fan. She actually wouldn’t mind if it was oven heated anyway. She was with Camden, giving him the chance that he really wanted and nothing else should matter.

`tagged camden c. / brie `750 words `outfit `phew

mikey is a lady killer?! of caution 2.0

[/div][/td][/tr][/td][/tr][/table][/center]