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This had been all out of the blue; the young male had been sitting at his computer the previous day and was searching some simple flights, anything, and anywhere to get him away from the USA for a little while, a nice break on his own. Then when he told people on a chat room of what his plan was, well Andrea said she had always wanted to go to England, London in fact, so as they continued to speak about it, he booked two tickets for them to go, the following day. So right now he was currently sitting in a cab heading to her place, they were going to spend a week in England, he couldn’t wait, it seemed like it was going to be such fun and well, he liked Andrea and hadn’t spent much time with her lately because, well because he is an idiot. So he was in the cab, his fingers twiddling together as he awaited for the cab driver to arrive at Drea’s place, he actually wondered for a moment if she had told Tabitha that she was going away with Dale for a little bit, it had not really crossed his mind until the moment they pulled up at their place, and he sighed softly, he got out of the car and told the cab driver to wait before he smiled seeding Drea at the door and he helped her with her bags, placing them in the truck along with his before he allowed her into the cab and joined her.

He grinned over to her as they both sat down and the driver continued ”You looking forward to joining the British for a week? Eating crumpets and drinking tea?” he said in the worst British accent possibly before laughing aloud and watched her for a moment, Andrea was an incredibly sweet young women, they had connected a lot since they met on the beach and now he felt like he would be with her, but she was too good for him, also she was a virgin, he couldn’t do something like that to a person, she was too good for him, everything about her was everything that he craved, but he would break her, corrupt her. He was the kind of guy that went drinking most nights of the week, loved to bone women and was classed as a player; he didn’t want to hurt her. Dale was that guy that a lot of people wanted to be with because of the small moments he gave them, there had been moments when he let people in just a little bit, and those were the moments people saw that he was not that much of a douche bag but then they made the mistake in thinking, that because he allowed them to see a small part of him, they could tame him and be with him, that was completely wrong, instead he threw walls up and didn’t let them anywhere near him, if anything he pushed people away, good people.

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[style=padding: 5px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; line-height: 100%;]A week. She was leaving America to go to London with Dale Beresford. She couldn't believe how the arrangements worked out. A day before, she was thinking that she was going to be sitting around watching movies. Now, she was about to head to the airport in order to spend a week with Dale? She smiled at the thought. Her cheeks blushed as she thought about how well everything played out for her. She was extremely excited. Yes, The Creep hit her affections spot on. She was in like with Dale. He was charming, attractive, and once he opened up enough, sweet. Many people knew him for his role in Twilight as well as his relationship with Bianca. The end of their relationship was more infamous than anything else. People weren't aware of his sensitivity because they didn't give him the chance to prove himself. Andrea did, and look where that landed her. He was taking her to London for a week! By and by, she couldn't shake the dream-like order of the past twenty-four hours. It was absolute bliss.

Well, most of it was bliss. Laundry needed to be done in order for her to have presentable clothes to wear while she cruised around London. It was her least-favorite chore, so it only made sense that she did laundry sparingly. As a result, she had a lot of laundry to clean. There were five loads, if she remembered correctly. All of them took her quite a bit to complete, but her efforts would be worth it once she finally landed in England. She knew it. In addition to her clothes dilemma, Danny was on her mind a lot today. She felt guilty about escaping to London with Dale. She wanted to be with Dale, but another piece of her yearned for Danny simultaneously. She was in her own kind of Twilight love affair, though she was still on the edge about how Dale truly felt. After hearing about him dropping in to see Tabby, she was convinced he was still hung up on her. Nevertheless, she couldn't shake how she felt about him. She was happy when he was around, and he made her feel good about herself. Stealing her away to London was incredibly sweet of him, and kissing him when she did definitely amplified her emotions by a considerate amount.

Part of her was most excited for the trip in order to find answers. She wanted to be with Dale, but she wanted to avoid pain at all costs. He seemed like he shared her feelings, but she just couldn't be sure. Drea went out to the front of the apartment when she saw a yellow cab pull up. Drea had "accidentally" forgotten to mention where she'd be to Tabby. She knew it was careless of her, but she knew what Tabby would say. She wouldn't approve, and Hunter's feelings would be damaged because Tabby would obviously care. It was just better that way, and Drea couldn't have felt more grateful for her decision than when she finally saw Dale's face greeting her half-way. He took her luggage without any difficulty, and she followed him much like an obedient puppy. The cab was comfortable enough for the two of them, and she watched Dale as he climbed in. She laughed once he asked his question in what was probably one of the cheesiest accents she'd ever heard. "Yes," she replied in her own accent. "I'm quite enthralled to be making this journey!" True. She also did her research. "Can we go on that one huge, white ferris wheel thingy?"

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He could not wait to spend a whole week with Andrea, he had been looking forward to it the second they arranged it, but then again it was only twenty four hours previous to now. It was a little weird to be honest, for them to just do something like this but then again, Dale was the kind of person that loved to do little things like this, he didn’t have any ties to Los Angeles, he didn’t have pets or anything that needed to be looked after, so he was able to just get on a plane and go somewhere. He had read the article that had been posted on The Creep about him and many other people that he was linked with, he knew that wherever this was going, him and Andrea, well it was moving fast. He needed to make his mind up but at the same time he was liking all of this, being with her. But then at the same time, he was still a little too hooked up on Tabitha. A lot of people knew Dale, and not always for the best reasons and he was dealing with that, but he didn’t seem to make it better for himself when he was a little bit of a player, he was defiantly that guy that was known for having a woman each night, someone to keep him entertained, when he was bored he would let them go, it seemed a little too easy for him.

Dale was a bad packer, most of the time whenever he went anywhere, he would just go out on the first day and buy and bunch of clothes, use them for the duration of his stay and then throw them away when he was done. So he only had a small carryon bag with him, which had the usual normal stuff that he was going to need, like toothbrush and so forth. So they were currently in a taxi cab together, on their way to the airport to get on a place and head all the way to England. He felt bad for Andrea, she could have so many other guys, why did she want him he asked himself that a couple of times, sometimes he would jump to conclusions and just say that she wanted to be with him because he was famous, she wasn’t as famous as he was, someday she was going to get there, but right now, she was known because of the people she knew. They had started kissing each other, I mean it started in the simple way that he was just being Dale Beresford, he was flirty and charming and then when it actually happened, the night it happened, he would never take it back. He remembered the soft texture of her lips, the way that she began to relax the second their lips collided, like she had been waiting for it for a long time.

She spoke in the cab before he smirked over to her and found her British accent really cute if he was going to be honest. He looked forward to see where about they were before turning back to her when she spoke once more ”You mean the London Eye? he smiled before nudging her shoulder ”Of course” before he knew it they were at the airport, he helped her out of the cab, paid the driver and then removed both of their suitcases from the trunk and handed hers to her. He smiled before flipping his over his shoulder as he didn’t bring a proper suitcase, as I stated before it was just a carry on, so a big rucksack. He walked beside her and they headed inside, some of the press took photos of them as they passed through the doors, he headed straight to check out and without an hour of messing around, getting checked and what not that they do in airports these days, he smiled as he finally got to sit down in the waiting area, just waiting basically for their flight to be called. ”Anything else you want to do in England?” he grinned looking over at her, he had been there a couple of times now, so this was normal for him.

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[style=padding: 5px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; line-height: 100%;]There were so many things that Drea had heard about London. It was supposed to be really beautiful there, and she didn't have any doubts that any of the rumors were false. Photoshop was handy, but there was no way it could possibly create beauty as real and tangible as she saw in pictures. Drea was the kind of girl who'd watch news footage of a foreign place in order to have a mediocre understanding of what it was like there. Afghanistan was one such place she was weirdly intrigued by. It was a third-world country at best, and ironically, it was the poverty that made her want to know more about the culture. History 101 could tell anyone that poverty didn't happen on its own. There were many factors. Lack of exports was a factor, but the most prominent problem was treason. Unruly leaders starved his own people. It was a frightening reality, and even though America wasn't in any way perfect, Drea was glad she resided there.

America was all Drea knew. Sure, she was born in Mexico, but how much of that did she actually remember? This trip to London would teach her about life across the pond. Her excitement was contained with a timid smile and gentle pressure from her teeth onto tender gums. At the same time, she hoped to untangle the twine of emotions she'd accumulate during her time with Dale. Their meeting in itself had been special to her. She was usually a shy, shy, shy girl. Dale wasn't introduced to that shy girl. In fact, she didn't think he'd met that side of her at all. There was maybe a moment or two before they kissed that night when her confidence faltered, but that's the only time she remembered losing her composure in front of him. For her, that was a miracle. She could be herself around Dale, and honestly, she couldn't understand why. There was just something about him. No matter how much she tried to resist him, she couldn't.

"You mean the London Eye?" Dale asked. Drea nodded, cinching her eyebrows together curiously. "If that's what it's called, yes," she said happily. Her pep was only increasing as the moments passed. Dale nudged her and agreed to take her, so that only made her smile grow a little wider. Afterwards, the cab fell silent. Drea continued to think of the things they could do while they were in London, Dale, and her mother. Earlier in the week, a gossip blog decided to post her affections for Dale. She didn't know if the article changed anything between her and the dark, mysterious boy. If so, Dale didn't show any intimation of it. He was acting exactly the way she expected him to. He fetched her bags for her, led her through a swarm of paparazzi, and walked beside her through security. The process was easy for them to complete. Drea sat down in a chair while they waited for their gate to be called, and Dale soon asked her another question. Did she want to do anything else while she was in London? "Not that I know of," she admitted. "I'll probably want to go to fifty million places when we get there, though." Drea laughed softly, turning towards Dale. "You've been there before. What do you like doing while you're there?"

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Dale did like London but then again he liked to just get away from places most of the time, he loved his hometown, he loved Los Angeles with everything in him, there was all the things he liked, like the beach, surfing and a good time. The only thing that he didn’t like about it was the weather, he loved good weather, and he loved the sun. London and England in general was just rainy and windy all of the time, it was like they didn’t really get a summer, they got a couple of good days and then that was it, the weather stayed the same, and there were no seasons. Dale only started to travel when he was pretty big in the game, when he was getting known all over the world he wanted to travel, he needed too to make sure that people knew him, and so he was able to work abroad too. He didn’t think he was ever going to leave the USA for longer than just a visit or work to another country, he liked where he was, there was no point in moving, maybe when he was older and more settled he would move into a place that was better for children and so forth, but right now he was happy where he was.

Dale didn’t know how he really felt about Andrea, he wanted it to be clear to him but with someone like Tabitha clouding his mind, well it was just not happening right now, I mean he was getting over a woman that he had for a couple of moments, but never felt more alive. Bianca had moved on which did hurt him a little bit, but then again, what was he was going to do? Bianca had her own life and he was so happy that she found someone that was able to make her happy. He remember kissing her, to be honest he was the one that made all of the moves and let the moment happen, but in that second just before their lips touched, he could feel the tension within her soul, which now he realised, she was a virgin after all, this was all she had with a male, it was odd for him to think about it all, I mean he was so used to showing how much he liked someone in much more of a physical way, and to just be able to kiss her was different but then again, he got to appreciate it, he got to know how it felt like to have one of those kisses with someone, when it meant a lot to them, that you knew that it was just a kiss, all that emotion was put within that kiss, not into what it could lead into.

He smiled when she didn’t know about the London eye, it was not unusual but then again it was one of the main attractions in London, and well a lot of people went there just to go there, so yeah, it was odd that she didn’t know about it but always wanted to visit the area. As they awaited to be called he looked over to her a couple of times and smiled softly, they were already that close that they were able to just sit in complete silence and be happy and content in each other’s company. ”Most of the time when I have gone before, I normally go for work, so yeah, I normally work. But then again, I like to go and walk around the surrounding areas, it’s pretty damn beautiful”[/b[ he admitted, it was not like something that you think that Dale would say, that he liked to just chill out and walk around, taking in the scenery but he actually really liked it, but then again he was always up for going into the bars and clubs and having a good time in the evening at the same time.

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[style=padding: 5px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; line-height: 100%;]Andrea had only been on an airplane a couple times in her life. All of her experiences had been due to her new-found acting career. Beforehand, walking or car trips were the only forms of transportation Drea and her mother could afford. Their trip from Mexico to Texas was a combination of both. After Texas, the trek to California was the same way. Walking to London was impossible considering there was a great span of water between the United States and the UK. Admittedly, Drea was nervous. She never understood the mechanics of airplanes. How could something so large stay high in the sky when the density of air was so low? There was probably some scientific equation for how it worked. Drea vaguely remembered a lecture from high school about it. Whatever her teacher said, it was long gone from Drea's mind.

Her heart was racing inside of her. Yes, the plane ride was daunting, but the man sitting next to her made her the most nervous. Dale was a mystery to her, maybe to everyone. One moment he could be completely cool and easy to get along with. One wrong move or sentence could fire him up, and he transformed into a whole different person. Drea hadn't personally triggered him into a beast yet. She had experienced him while his mood was off-kilter, and she couldn't imagine being on the receiving end of that fury. Dale was such a good friend once he gave her the chance to know him. He even thanked her for giving him a chance. Moments like those made Drea hopeful that something could actually happen between them. The kisses, flirting, and pet names were just the more obvious signals.

As she thought, Drea came to realize a silence had grown between herself and Dale. It wasn't awkward in the least. Andrea was perfectly comfortable without words. High school had been her kingdom for such actions. She watched people as they hustled to make it to their gates. Across the way, a family was ordering food from Burger King. Dale began to speak about work, and Drea's mind instantly flew to the drama on the set of A Stupid Apology. Tristan was leaving the movie to move to Maine, and Ellie was being forced to postpone the movie until a new lead came along. She hoped for someone she could get along with. She was supposed to be in love with them, after all.

Her mind flew to Dale, out of work and looking. She wondered if Ellie would be interested in him. She made a mental note to bring it up later. Her eyes swiveled to his face when he mentioned the scenery. She produced a short giggle. "I wouldn't have pegged you for a scenic sort of guy," she confessed with a grin. She nudged him gently with her elbow and grinned. "Now that you've unearthed your secret, you know what this means, don't you?" Drea gave him a quick look, and without bothering to let him guess, she added, "You're going to have to show me everything."

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Dale wasn’t the kind of guy that thought of things like, how planes flew and so forth, he was the kind of guy that just accepted things, he was not the brightest kid when he was in school, he was the kid that was more bothered about other things, women, playing sports, acting. He kind of had his career set out for him from a young age so everything else didn’t matter at that age, he just did enough do his folks wouldn’t kick his ass. A lot of people didn’t think that he was a good actor, and he allowed them to have their own opinion, but at the end of the day, when he took a look at his bank accounts and his life, he didn’t care what they said, fine some people were not all about the money, so people wanted happiness and all that shit, well he tried it, and what did it get him, a broken heart and just all of these feelings that he didn’t want, so he went back to where he was before, not giving a fuck about anything or anyone, just himself.

He knew where Drea was coming from, she wanted more from him, and she wanted the guy that she saw glimpses off that guy that looked after her, the one that was going to be there for her for anything. He couldn’t say that he was going to be that guy, he was unpredictable, he was different to say the least. She was also a virgin and even though that shouldn’t mean anything to anyone, and he was proud that she was honest with herself, and waiting for the right person, but you are looking at the guy that was known for sleeping around, he didn’t know if he could be the right guy for her, her first time, have all that pressure on his shoulders, he just didn’t think he’d be able to handle it on the emotional level. Everyone wanted him to be with Andrea, they thought it would be good for him, oh yeah it would be brilliant for him to be with an awesome girl that he was just going to fuck up, and manipulate, she was too good for him, too innocent to say the least, as much as he wanted to be with her, he couldn’t do that to someone like her, maybe one day down the line when things change, he might do, but then she could have found someone, it was a completely fucked up situation.

As they begun speaking again he smirked lightly in her direction before she said that he was going to have to show her everything, he nodded in agreement before they were called, he stepped forward with her, was checked and then they endured the long flight to England. He smiled when they finally touched down on the other side, he spent a lot of the time sleeping on the plane, he was good at doing it, but I guess it made the time go faster and he was a little more awake when he hit the other side, it was quite late in the evening when they landed and as they checked through and were bundled in a old fashioned taxi cab he just asked them to go to their hotel. ”We shall start tomorrow” he said to Andrea before they checked into their room. As he opened the door he looked inside to see there was one large queen sized bed before he looked around ”Looks like there is only one bed” he sighed dumping his bags on the floor by the door. ”I’ll sleep on the couch, you can have the bed” he said hinting towards the bed.

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[style=padding: 5px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; line-height: 100%;]The time from sitting in the airport terminal to landing in London definitely felt shorter than it actually was. She beamed in Dale's direction. Andrea was strangely excitable. Things were always optimistic whenever Andrea was in the situation. She loved to be positive about everything. She was the kind of girl who liked to find the silver lining no matter what. It wasn't difficult at all to find the silver lining in her vacation with Dale. She was going with London with the very guy she had a crush on. How could it get much better than that? Unless he suddenly decided to confess his undying love for her, which was outrageous, it couldn't. They boarded the plane and took their seats. Dale fell asleep before she had the chance to, but she soon followed suit, leaning against his shoulder as a nice, comfortable pillow. Drea never felt awkward when it came to small gestures such as that. She didn't look into the sensuality of anything. Her mind was quite pure.

Turbulence woke her from her slumber once or twice. Dale stayed asleep for the most part. Only when they began the descent did he finally wake up. She grinned at him, wished him good morning despite the late hour, and spent the remainder of their plane ride speaking to him about her excitement. Go figure. The process of unloading the plane wasn't nearly as quick as boarding. They had to go through customs before finally moving onto claiming their baggage. All of it followed them, thankfully. She heard stories about people losing their baggage. She couldn't imagine it. The whole entire situation seemed completely stressful. Then, Dale went on to call a cab. Drea's mind was blown as they drove through the London streets. The city was beautiful, especially at night. She couldn't imagine what the sights looked like bathed in sunlight. She supposed she'd see tomorrow considering that's when Dale told her they'd begin their adventure. The hotel room was extremely nice, though the lack of a second bed did fertilize a problem.

Dale dropped his things near the door, and Drea stole into the bathroom. She had needed to pee for quite some time now, and she was also itching to change into something that weren't jeans. When she emerged, she was wearing baby pink sweatpants and a gray shirt. She opened the wardrobe and stuck her bag inside. She didn't want it getting in the way. By no means was she about to make Dale sleep on the couch. "You don't have to do that," she insisted. "You paid for everything. I'll gladly sleep on the couch. Besides, I'm tiny. I'd fit on it better." She gave him a reassuring smile and plopped on the bed for the time being. "Or, y'know, we could share the bed," she joked, mostly out of delirium. Her comment meant no more than what she said. They could share the bed if they wanted. It was a queen-sized one, after all.

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The flight was pretty easy and landing in London was easy, they passed through security pretty easily and were greeted by press standing outside waiting for him, it was so weird how little time people needed to get to one place to see him arrive, he had only planned this a couple of days previous and the press had already got their hands on the information. As he woke he grinned seeing Andrea leaning on his shoulder, she awoke soon after and he smiled over to her as they called that they were landing, he loved England the only problem was that it was colder than most places. He was really happy that she was so excited to be here, with him, it was really nice to do this for her, I mean she wanted to go to this place and he could do that for her, he could make her happy. It was an odd thought process to think that he was using his fame and fortune to do this for her, but still, he didn’t really think he had made someone happy for a long time, not since Bianca of course, it was all so confusing for him right now, but he was trying to enjoy the moment.

The drive was nice, he got to sit next to Andrea and the few sights that he had remembered from previous visits here he pointed out, even to the point where he was leaning slightly over her, his chest gently pushing against her shoulder, the physical contact was nice between them, he liked being with her, he liked it when she touched him, he liked it when she kissed him those couple of times, he knew in the end he was going to fuck it up, he always did but right now, he was so far away from everything he knew, he was just with Andrea, so he was just to enjoy this. He needed to stop over thinking things, Andrea was great lass but they both knew that if they were together it was going to be hard, I mean he was very physical person and was well known for the amount of women that had been in his bed, with her before a virgin was obviously just going to make it harder, he didn’t know if he’d be able to keep his hands off her and then as he usually did, he’d over react about the situation and well, deep down he didn’t want to hurt her.

As they entered the hotel room he looked around after dropping his bag, it was a lovely place, but then again he got his manager to book it and she never disappointed him. He watched Andrea move to the bathroom before smiling softly, removed his t-shirt, leaving him shirtless before he smiled as Andrea walked out of the bathroom dressed for bed basically. She spoke before he shook his head ”A lady should never have to sleep on a couch” he admitted, he could deal with the couch, I mean it was ok. She moved to the bed before sitting down and he grinned over to her as she suggested they share the bed ”I only sleep in my boxers, I’m sure you don’t want to have to deal with a half naked me beside you” he grinned before rubbing his hand across his chest and continued to admire the room.

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[style=padding: 5px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; line-height: 100%;]Dale made a nice tour guide. He'd been to the city before, though an exactly number Andrea was unsure. She looked on the city with wondrous eyes, imagining the sights when they were newly constructed. Whereas many people appreciated the beauty of "now," Andrea took another perspective on views altogether. If she were to go to Rome, for example, she would spend a majority of her time wondering if someone from thousands of years ago had stood in the exact same spot as she. Washington D.C. was another dream of hers. Who wouldn't want to walk the same paths that President Lincoln passed through? Who wouldn't want to walk in the fields of Gettysburg where so many people fought and died for the concepts they believed in? Drea thought history was a wonderful subject to ensue. Had she not lost her marbles and decided to become an actress on a whim, she'd probably take being a historian as a content stand-in.

As much as she absorbed the information Dale was gifting her, their physical contact definitely led her mind along a treacherous path. He was so close in proximity to her, and memories of their kisses continued to ring warnings inside of her head. Andrea had never acted on lust before. She was the epitome of a good girl, and she planned on holding her title for quite some time. She vowed to chastity when she was thirteen years old. Her mother made her wear a ring. The very same ring held a spot on her finger as it had for the last seven years. Being with Dale contradicted every other rule she'd been drilled to follow. She wanted him with an intensity she never before fathomed. He was the man she'd gone the farthest with, no more than a session of heated kisses with the potential of becoming more.

The drive to the hotel room kept her preoccupied because of his side comments as well as her meandering thoughts. The very thought of sharing a bed with Dale enlightened her with a strange desire she was unaccustomed to. She grinned at his comment about ladies sleeping on couches. "Well, aren't you a gentleman," Drea mused. The irony of her statement cast a sheepish glance out the window. Dale wasn't a gentleman in the least according to his history with girls and the bedroom. A gentleman would treasure sex, not use it as a relief from life. Nevertheless, a burning inside of Andrea kicked up her confidence. She raised her eyebrows as Dale informed her of his nightwear. Throwing her hands up in the air, she looked highly amused. "I promise I'll be good if you do," she taunted, bouncing slightly. She had never slept in a bed with a man before, unless she counted her father all those years ago. She didn't. Her innocence made her blind to most of the possibilities. "Unless you hog the blankets," Drea added to lighten the mood. "If so, the deal's off." She actually wouldn't mind either way, but the reality of her suggestion was beginning to dawn on her.

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I guess you could say that he was a good tour guide, but then you’d have to think who showed him around in the beginning for him to like it as it was now. That would have been a selection of people from anyone he travelled with and spoke too during his time in England. He liked the place, it was nice and very lovely to look at but that was it for him, the shops were pretty much the same, the job was the same, it was just a different place, but I guess he was kind of used to moving around so much that wherever he was, he just seemed to settle in. He loved the look on her face, she just seemed so happy to be there and it was obvious from the way her facial expression changed the different sites she saw, he was happy that he brought her along and to be honest, everyone was telling him that he was just running away and right now, he was happy to be running away with her, even though she didn’t have to run from anything considering he knew that a bunch of people were beginning to notice her.

He wanted to kiss her again, the few moments he had awaken when they were on the plane, he just wanted to turn over to her and give her a little kiss on the top of her forehead, just to be able to be that close to her again, but then he had to remind himself, she was too good for him, he was only going to hurt her in the end, that seemed to be what he did best, he wanted her to be happy, he wanted her to find a good guy, someone who was always going to be there for her and fall in love with him, and for the guy to fall in love with her, though he knew that wasn’t hard, the small latina had already captured the attention of Dale Beresford. He didn’t know if being in London with her was going to spark an interest, maybe they would make out a little bit, seeing as they were in a foreign place together, it was not like people were going to find out about them, unless they were stupid enough to do it in front of the cameras, or tell someone about it, you never know, he could only hope that he was able to kiss those perfect lips once again.

He grinned softly when she called him a gentleman before shrugging his shoulders lightly ”Sometimes I can be a pretty decent man.” he admitted before she said about being good. He then laughed before he began to take off his pants and that only left him in his boxers before he hung his jeans on the back of a chair and then moved slowly over to the bed as she said about the blankets. ”I’ll try not too, pinky promise” he grinned before leaning over the bed to her, grabbing her pinky with his own and shook it lightly. He smiled softly; it was a very gentle smile before he threw the covers off to one side and climbed inside. He snuggled against the pillow and turned over to Andrea and looked at her for a moment ”This is one of the first times I’ve ever just gone to bed with a woman, except for Bianca” he didn’t like to think of Bianca much, she reminded him of a life he liked, being with someone, allowing them to have his heart, to have all of him. He then turned over and turned off the lights before finding himself falling asleep within moments of getting comfy. In the morning he awoke with his arm wrapped around Andrea, his head snuggling against the back of her neck, smelling the sweet fragrance of her hair. He sat up, releasing her from his grasp before yawning and stretched, looking to see the morning sun battling through the closed curtains.

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[style=padding: 5px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; line-height: 100%;]Being with Dale felt natural. That's all Andrea could think. She had that small tinge of home that something, anything might progress between them. Part of her wished she could have him all over again. Losing her virginity was out of the question considering the promise she'd made to God. There was a ring on her left ring finger stating "true love waits." Drea wanted to live up to that promise to herself, her mom, and the lord they both worshiped. That didn't mean she couldn't press the boundaries. She'd made out with a select few men. Dale was one of them. They'd stood at home plate, decisions away from running across every base. That's when Drea ended things. That's when she had to break their intimacy. She wasn't married. Many would say she was too young to be married. If that was so, she was far from ready to give herself away completely to a man.

She wrapped her finger around Dale's pinky when he made a promise to share the covers equally. Their pact made her giggle. Here she was combing mature content with images of her childhood. Only she could pull the deed off. So much these days was devoted to the excitement leading to intercourse. Andrea's mind was purged of such intentions. She wanted nothing more than a good night's sleep for the both of them. Sleeping in the same bed as a man wasn't against any rules that she knew of. Her mother would probably have a cow if she knew that Drea was sleeping alongside an attractive man like Dale, but she wouldn't stand for having either of them suffer on the couch. If Dale wasn't willing to let her sleep on it, then she wasn't about to condemn him to that fate. That just wasn't fair.

Dale began to strip of his clothing. Drea respected his privacy and turned a cheek until he was hidden under the covers. She was already laying comfortably under the sheets. She turned over to face Dale. Their bodies were so close, and she was conscious of the fact Dale was in nothing but his underwear. The thought was thrilling to her. The adrenaline of doing something out of character made her giddy. She was careful to keep her internal thoughts and feelings to herself. The last thing she needed was to humiliate herself while she was sleeping next to Dale Beresford. He murmured something about rarely going to be with a woman just to sleep. Drea felt a surge of pride. Her mouth opened to mention her complete lack of experience with men altogether but she refrained. No need to scare him away.

Dale turned off the light and slept. Andrea fell asleep soon after and woke a few hours later. The sky was still dark. The moon cast a silvery glow into their room. Dale's body heat transferred onto her cool skin pleasantly. His arms were wrapped around her, his face buried in her neck. All at once, Drea realized she could get used to this with someone. She fell back into slumber with a content smile on her face. The morning came swiftly afterwards. Dale woke before her and removed his hands from her body. Her eyes flickered open to find Dale yawning. "Good morning," she mumbled, not quite awake yet. She was sure her hair was probably a rat's nest. She rubbed her eyes and yawned. "Did you sleep alright?" Drea asked.

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A lot of people said that Dale could have to pick of so many different girls, so why didn’t he and just settle down with one? Let someone love him for a little while, instead of just having this massive variety of women in his life and not being able to pick one. He knew that Andrea was waiting for the one and marriage and all that shut before she gave herself to someone and to be honest, it got Dale thinking, I mean if you were where he was with her, just getting to watch her in her most natural state, well he felt jealous for the guy that was going to end up with her, she was incredibly beautiful and the guy that was going to fall in love with her was going to get everything from her, he respected her so much, of course temptation got in the way a lot of the time, he kissed her and probably moved her a little further than she should go, but he couldn’t contain himself, maybe he needed someone like her, someone who was going to make him feel proper love, that was going to make him wait and allow him to fall in love with every aspect of them, instead of just being with them because he could be, and sleeping with them because it was that easy.

Did he want to give it a shot with her? You wouldn’t lie. He would definitely try being the good guy for her, but then he knew it was never going to end well, you were talking to the guy that found sex to be a regular occurrence and he was not willing to settle down with anyone right now, and marriage was completely out of the question, he was pretty happy being the young twenty two year old that didn’t have any commitments to anything. But he did care about her that much was obvious, I mean he had taken her half way across the world to see a place that she hadn’t seen before, and because she said she really wanted too, so I guess that kind of showed how much he cared right? He shook her pinky gladly before smiling over to her, he was happy he was able to be like this with her, I guess this is what made the best friendships and relationships in a way, because he was able to just be normal with her, he was sitting there, half naked in front of her and combining a bunch of different things together, but felt completely natural with her. So it did feel weird for around the first five minutes lying next to her but not being able to do anything, but after that, he wass pretty happy being next to her, it was nice to go back to the days when it wasn’t all about sex, or pleasing people, you could just be yourself.

A lot of people thought that Dale was going to be judgemental when he found out the lack of experience from the female, but to be honest, he didn’t care about that at all, he just liked her company and who she was and that she was willing to do something like that, keeping herself pure for the right person, it was courageous of her and he loved it about her, so sleeping next to her seemed nice, it was simply nice, there was not really another way to go about it. As he awoken to find himself wrapped around Andrea, he couldn’t help but allow a smile to play on his lips and to allow himself to enjoy that moment for a little bit, he was happy to be around her, she felt lovely, and she just fitted to his body. He soon had to let her go before sitting up, the covers still wrapped around his bottom half before he yawned and then turned to hear her voice ”I slept really good, you are a good pillow” he smirked a little, all men kind of went through the ‘morning glory’ phase and right now as he sat there, he was trying to make it less obvious that it was currently happening to him ”what about you?” he asked.

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ANDREA! | OUTFIT

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[style=padding: 5px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; line-height: 100%;]Her mother wasn't pleased to hear that Andrea had taken off across the world with a man she hadn't even met. Anna was protective over her only daughter, though her fears were most definitely justified. Dale Beresford was notorious for his flighty, heart-wrenching habits. Even a thirty-something year old caught wind of celebrity gossip whether they looked for it or not. Anna had never been particularly interested in the whole Hollywood concept, but Andrea's break had refined her tastes for the business. She scoped out magazines in Spanish to ensure her baby girl wasn't taken advantage of. Drea had a sinking feeling that her rendezvous with Dale would make front-page news. Dale was renown for his role in Twilight, which just so happened to be one third of the miraculous trio consumers everywhere obsessed over.

As much as Andrea expected to wake up with one thousand worries zipping through her cranium, the calming peace astonished her. Dale's arms tight around her and the hotel sheets resting at her hips, she felt comfortable in her place. Dale's half-naked body wasn't a sight for sore eyes, either. Admittedly, she'd raked her eyes over his refined abdomen before she could be caught by his gaze. Andrea thought Dale was an extremely attractive man. His physique wasn't Ken-and-Barbie material. His darker features contrasted with the fair skin tones and light eyes most Hollywood pretty-boys possessed. His appearance was just one of the many reasons why he'd easily become the object of her affections. Apart from that, his personality was simply golden. He was moody, yes, but Dale wasn't uncomfortable to be around. Andrea didn't often invite people to sleep in her bed with nothing other than underwear. She obviously trusted him enough to behave, and he passed the test through the course of their night together.

Andrea had to giggle when he mentioned her pillow-like qualities. She couldn't disguise the light blush that filled her face, either. Any words Dale spoke lit up her face like a candle. He couldn't help it. She couldn't help it. That was nature's beautiful order, and anyone who had a problem with the terms as such had bigger problems to worry about. Personally, Andrea didn't mind the sheepish habit. Any indication of her feelings towards Dale spread warmth through her every fiber. She yearned so badly for their spark to catch fire. At this point, she wasn't sure how she could go on any other way. She desperately wanted him to wake up next to her in the morning and ask her how she slept with that same, old sparkle in his stunning brown orbs. "I slept great!" she replied, soaking in the moment. That morning was just one of a relaxing week to come, of that Andrea Marie Guadalupe Nolan-Melendez was sure. Between the personal tours, dinners out, and various mind-boggling sprees from the paparazzi, Andrea knew that she'd never done anything as enjoyable as spending a week in London with the one and only Dale Beresford.

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