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to lucia, canada was a nasty disgusting place and she really didn't want to be there. there was nothing wrong with canada, but the people she worked with. most of the other actors didn't understand why she wanted to go home so badly. the major problem was that her and the director were on horribly bad terms. all they did was harasse each other, because they had dirt on one another, although the information lucia held was worth much more simply because nobody suspected any of it. ace knew for sure that lucia was having a relationship with her bodyguard, and any body that paid even a spec of attention to pop culture knew that was probably true, but the problem lucia had was that if a source reveiled that the two did have a realtionship, vince would be fired and she would have a difficult time ever getting to see him again and all of theire plans for the future would be ruined. before vince, lucia had been an extremely lonely person, she was actually very cut off from the world, and she never wanted friends for the sake of having friends. her family didn't live near her, and those were the only people she had ever truely cared about.

most people didn't know this about lucia. they just assumed she was personable, because of her work. but really on set, if she didn't like a person, she avoided them, or if she didn't avoid them, she would make it clear that she wished she had. tristan was her set buddy, and that was basically it. every moment she got frustrated on set, she wanted people to know why, so they wouldn't just think she was having a hissy fit or was on her period, and it wasn't like vince could just make it better, because they "weren't together". just looking at ace frustrated lucia, so when he yelled at her for fucking up a scene or something, it frustrated her even more. then her ex-husband had recently been added into the mix, and he couldn't leave her alone either. there was way too much testosterone on set, and it was literally driving her mad. jack bailey had recently came for a visit as well, and since he had deemed tristan a "burden" he had been on her shit list too. she wanted to curl up into a ball and cry, just to get rid of all the frustration.

it was hard to be around a cast of people and still feel lonely at the same time. they had filmed into the evening hours and the sun was setting and the director had called it a day. she had retired off to her trailer, after going to the costume department and changing back into her regular clothes. she sat on the steps with her elbows on her knees, and her hands balled into fists that were holding her head as she slouched over. deep into thought she stared down at the dirt on the ground in front of her. usually everyone would've been leaving the lot to their hotels for the night. but lucia wasn't tired, and that was really all the hotel was for, right?

[hannah3]

oh girl, stand by me ---

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I'M FOREVER YOURS, FAITHFULLY I'M STILL YOURS, I'M FOREVER YOURS [/color][/center]

Not many people had ever known Vincent Moore very well. He was, in general, a very shut off person. He didn't feel it was necessary for the entire world to know his life story. He wasn't ashamed he grew up without parents, he wasn't ashamed he grew up middle-class. He just knew from experience listening to the life tales of others wasn't something he enjoyed doing, so naturally no one did. Regardless of how annoying he thought it was, Lucia knew a lot of his past at this point. Sure she didn't have any details, like about the time he spent in Iraq, the time he spent in school, any of that that usual people knew about each other. But that wasn't their style, living in the past. They were extremely in-the-moment people, and he liked that. Spending every moment of a relationship recalling the past was like living in it, and that wasn't something he wanted to do at all.

However, what he wanted to do right now, was surprise Lucia with his presence. He was around all day, but it was almost impossible to get a second alone with her. He'd been almost forced to stop spending days on set with her, her manager having been forceful in explaining to him that the set had their own security and there was absolutely no reason for him to be around all the time. His job was more for when she wasn't filming, and when she was en route to places. He thought that was all a load of bull shit, and of course did what he pleased. He hung around, but was more of a shadow drifter. He kept an eye on her, passed her the occasional smile from the corner, the loving glance as she passed by - very secretly of course. He knew their feelings for each other were obvious, but as long as she wanted to keep them on the down low, then he would. Regardless of how happy he wanted to make her, he was getting tired of hiding it. Any guy who had ever really fallen in love would agree that when it happens, you want to shout it from a rooftop so the entire world can know and other creepers can stop hitting on your girl - even if your girl is a lingerie model and basically exists for other men to drool over.

Even the most dense of men would have been able to tell that something was bothering Lucia. And Vince being his usual astute self, he could tell a lot of things were bothering her. He knew of her falling out with the director, which he didn't really care about. As long as Ace Edwards knew of Vince's presence, he didn't dare toss any bull shit Lucia's way. The man might have been a cheating, cocky douche bag, but he at least wasn't stupid. Even if Lucia hadn't been the woman Vince was in love with, he still wouldn't have a problem with beating the shit out of him for even the smallest inappropriate comment. The only thing he regretted was that he couldn't be there every second to catch every little thing the man said. It drove him nuts, but there wasn't a lot he could do about it. He was going to deal with it the only way he knew how: spending time with her. Regardless of her mood, he could generally cheer her up at least a little, or get her to relax somewhat. He didn't like the amount of stress she was taking upon herself and would do all he could to alleviate some of it.

He watched the sun set over the Canadian horizon. He'd walked the five miles from his friend's humble abode just outside the city to the production studio, timing his arrival at when he knew she would be finished filming, and the rest of the cast would have already gone to their trailers or out partying with Canada's finest. He looked overhead as a group of geese flew by, in the usual "V" formation. He gave a cheesy smile and glanced down at his shoes, a little embarrassed at how the shape reminded him of Lucia, just since that was what she was called in her film. He couldn't help it; she was all he thought about. He couldn't wait to let the world know she was his forever - or at least as long as she would have him. He'd never force her to stay with him, he wasn't one of those guys. He didn't want to be like her ex in any way at all.

Vince had entered through the security entrance in the back and ignored the stares as he headed off in the direction of her trailer. He' barely had any alone time with her since they'd returned from their brief visit to LA, and it was killing him. He was the point of not caring how "forbidden" this was.. actually, he was convincing himself it was the right thing to do, reuniting, so to speak. He rounded the corner from the backside of her trailer and was surprised to find her sitting on the steps. He raised a brow at her posture. She seemed extremely down in the dumps, certainly not how he wanted to find the girl of his dreams. He frowned a little himself as he approached her stealthily. It wasn't a choice of his, it was just his usual stature. He reached her side and bent over, making sure the area was completely empty of all people, slowly bringing his lips against her neck, his fingertips against her elbow. "What's with this frown?

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even though lucia was somewhat closed off to people, her emotions had always been something she had trouble hiding; anger, sadness, happiness. she would always show her emotions but not exactly share what made them. her problems were her problems, and if she was in a certain mood people shouldn't try to change it because it really was none of their business. unless they were family or vince, because then they were just trying to make it better. she allowed things to get to her, and it put her in moods such as these. but she knew this wasn't the type of environment she wanted to be in. sometimes her funks actually made her a better actor, and since her character in this film wasn't all cheerful and happy go lucky, it was working out quite well. though she didn't feel talkative, it wasn't keeping her from doing her job, it made her only want to get the job done faster so she could get the hell out.

she would much rather watch the dirt than the canadian sunset she'd seen dozens of times before. sure it was beautiful, but it wasn't anything she hadn't seen in california. but canada wasn't anything like california, and that wasn't hard to admit. no beaches, or constant hot, but satisfying weather, no expensive designer shopping on any strips. it would have been easy for somebody to accuse lucia of being spoiled. she was worth a lot, and she had been building up her wealth since she was a teenager. models weren't paid as much as actors, but they were still well off, and she recieved a huge chunk of money from her ex-husband as a divorce settlement. with her rising popularity of being a lingerie and swimsuit cover model, she bought a large house and a nice car and even began wearing designer clothes. but if she lost all of her money over night, she wouldn't have trouble adapting to a different life style. lucia might of had the belongings of spoiled women, but she had worked for everything she had. there were actually a lot of people that didn't think she had a real career, or that what she did was hard and that she didn't deserve what she had. but it was important for her be independent, and even though right now she was hating her life, she was still proud of herself.

she was shocked by his touch, considering she hadn't heard him coming. she sat up, alert now, but once she heard his voice she slouched back down into her same position again. she didn't find his question a little stupid, even though he was only concerned. vince was one of the very few people that knew the exact problems that were going on in her life, and why she hated being here so much. though when he showed up, she didn't feel as lonely anymore. at least she wasn't crying. she moved her arm so that he wasn't touching her elbow anymore, but she replaced her elbow with her hand, and interlaced her fingers with his. "no frown now.", a faint smile appeared on her face, it would be a lie to say it wasn't forced.

keeping her and vince a secret, was something lucia felt was only fair to him. she was the center of attention wherever she went, and why did vince have to be subjected to that too? he a mellow guy, quiet, closed off. if they were together publicly somehow she felt that it would tear them a part, especially when magazines like starting rumors and running false stories. the media looked down upon people dating their employees, and she'd seen the back lash before done with other celebrities. celebrities had dated their personal assistants and publicists before, and it never turned out pretty. lucia and vince might not have thought their relationship was a big deal, but lucia knew exactly what people looking in from the outside thought. she hated denying they were together too, because she loved him so much. she looked over at him and said the first thing that came to mind. "i love you so much." she squeezed his hand tighter. another reason that kept lucia from being with vince openly, was the fact that he could lose his job and be forced to work for someone else. "i want to talk to chris soon." chris was her manager, and when she said talk, she meant talk about them and what they were and what she wanted to happen with them. "what do you think?"

[hannah3]

oh girl, stand by me ---

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I'M FOREVER YOURS, FAITHFULLY I'M STILL YOURS, I'M FOREVER YOURS [/color][/center]

Vince knew the question was a little stupid, but he figured asking was better than just assuming. He hated getting things wrong, so generally he made it so he couldn't be. He just really hated seeing her so down; he so badly wanted to fix it, make it all better for her. She meant a lot to him so naturally he wanted to give her the world. But there was so much in the way of him doing so, and there was only so much he could do from the forced distance he was forced to keep. Except for now of course, he was breaking it. He wasn't supposed to see her outside of the business day, but like he cared about the rules at this point. Her manager was going to find out eventually, and it was beginning to matter less and less to Vincent whether or not he found out the hard way or the easy way. He'd still make the effort to keep it under wraps just so she was happy, but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't a little frustrated.

He gave a friendly smile as she acknowledged him by shrugging back into her unfriendly and very shut off posture. However, Vince knew her well enough he wasn't shutting her off, just being her usual emotional self. She didn't hide her emotions, or at least not well, and that was something he liked about her. He was an astute and alert person, but deciphering anger from sadness could be hard for just about anyone. The fewer mistakes he made, the better. He could tell cheering her up would be difficult, and the only real way to do so would be to take her back to her mansion in California, which was something he wouldn't do. He wasn't going to allow her to compromise her career for a little bump in the road. He was going to help her be strong, to make it. As she adjusted to grab his hand, he slid under the railing and onto the step above the one she was sitting on. He swung one leg around her, so he sort of had her in his lap, their fingers still neatly twined. He felt the cheesiness of the moment overwhelm him for a second as the last bits and seconds of the Canadian sunset drowned their faces, soon to be swallowed in the shadows cast by buildings and cars, all the scenery around. The cliché was almost too much for Vince to handle. However, it seemed to fit right in, despite the gloomy person he had in his lap at the moment.

Vince could see the smile, but he detected it falseness instantly. He frowned a little, kissing her neck again from this new angle. "I don't even get a real smile now?

[/color]" he teased a little, the fingers of his other hand brushing against her side slightly just where he knew she was ticklish. He missed the days and evening, even nights they would spend taking her mansion like a castle, running around without a care in the world. The days where her laughter was rampant and real, not false and few and far between. He liked seeing her happy because that's all she brought him: happiness. Honestly, Vince knew very well what bringing their relationship public would be. He knew how much the press finding out about him and California tore them apart, though that was only for the better. He knew he wouldn't let that happen to Lucia and himself. It just wasn't possible. He'd love her with his last dying breath, even if it was drawn by being trampled by media goers or her manager himself. She was more important to him than any fling like Cali, he wanted to spend his entire life with her for Pete's sake. That was a lot for Vince to admit, especially since one upon a time, he'd been that reckless Marine soldier who really didn't give a fuck about whether he made it through the next battle or not. That was part of what made him so valuable.. he valued the win before his own life. As cruel as it might have been, it was a tool the forces used well, and even gloated at times.

When she looked back and said she loved him, a real smile painted itself on his face. At this point, it was involuntary. He loved hearing her say it, and say it without interference. When they'd first started saying it to each other it had been so forced, so careful and cautious. Now it was free and felt so damn right he wanted to say it every couple of moments. The only thing keeping him from doing so was the fact that they both knew it well enough it wasn't necessary. "I love you too,[/color]" he stated softly as he placed a tender kiss on her cheek. Many people would have assumed a big guy like Vince didn't really have a soft side, and he would agree a lot of the time. It only showed when he was around Lucia, like her own exclusive Vince. Sure he still wasn't exactly a big softie, but he definitely let her walk over him more than anyone else. Well, that was substantial considering he didn't let anyone else walk on him at all.

He looked down at her when she said she wanted to talk to her manager. He knew the guy wouldn't be happy at all, considering they'd been lying to him for a while about the whole thing, and then that their feelings even existed. Chris had hired Vince because he had a past full of detachment. If there was one man in the world that wouldn't fall for Lucia Fererra, it was Vincent Moore. But how wrong that turned out to be. He sighed lightly, leaning forward to put his chin on her shoulder. He tilted his head down to kiss it lightly as he contemplated what to tell her. Honestly, he was kind of happy about it. He wouldn't exactly be short of different jobs. He made a nice living while working security at events in New York, surely he'd be able to do it again. It wasn't like he even had to work, but there was no way Vince was going to be a leech like that. His pride and morals wouldn't let him. But he would definitely try to prove a point to her manager. No one loved Lucia as much as Vince did, and did he really think there was any way he would allow someone to lay a hand on her? There would be no way he could compromise his job by loving her, only do it better. Though he could see the other side of it too, where it was morally wrong.

"I think I'm behind you one-hundred percent.[/color]" He knew that wasn't exactly descriptive or anything, maybe he should elaborate more. "I think we should wait.. at least until you're done filming,[/color]" simply because he didn't want Chris to do anything rash that could possibly fuck with what she had going. "I know the chances are slim, but I hope he doesn't fire me. No one could do this job better than me,[/color]" and he wasn't even being cocky, just truthful. With what he felt for her, he could probably snap for members of her family touching her. Of course he had a lot more control than that. "I couldn't handle some other punk all up on you all day, every day,[/color]" which was also very truthful. He realized he was pretty much being a chatty Kathy, and shut up, occupying himself with laying light kisses on her shoulder. The hand that wasn't twined with hers gathered her long hair loosely, pulling it to the side. He waited quietly for a response to all he'd said, which was quite the monologue for Vince.[/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote]

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even though they were outside wide in the open for everyone to happen upon them and see them being much more than professional with each other, it didn't matter because everyone suspected it. every person on that lot had some type of celebrity status and knew that a persons life, no matter how famous they were, was private. other than that, lucia had been denying her relationship with vince, or rather not saying anything, this whole time. she was good at changing subjects and joking around about the whole ordeal. she tried not to be touchy about it, because that was only a dead give away. she didn't want people saying that she was just another california amor, and vince was just a star fucker or something along those lines. she thought too much about it really.

chris was not going to be thrilled. it was going to be of those things that could either be sprung on him or he could be eased into it. really he was just lucky that they would be consulting with him first, instead of just being like 'OH HAY WE'RE TOGETHER' and having photographs of them in the papers holding hands and junk. lucia wanted to tell him first, make sure vince had a job, do it the respectable way. no doubt he would be pissed, they did such a good job at faking it around him before. really it was going to be lucia lost a manager or a bodyguard, but she sure as hell wasn't going to lose one of the best people to ever walk into her life. she wasn't going to let him get fired and then leave, her heart was in it way too deep with this man to move on. even though she didn't know it, she had been looking for him for a really long time. she use to feel so lonely, and then when he was hired, she started to feel complete again. in general, their relationship was cheesey, but wasn't love about being cheesey and not caring? they kind of dived into it, but the heart wants what the heart wants.

a real smile? she sort of just rolled her eyes slightly as if that was an impossible request. that was until his fingers brushed across her side, he used what he knew to his advantage, and she couldn't say that she minded. it was one of the many reasons why she loved him, he knew her too well, and yet not enough. she arched her back inward as she jumped slightly and then burried her face into his bicep, surpressing giggles. "jerk." she joked. truth was that if he tickled her enough, she would squirm around so much that she would probably roll off the stairs of her trailer and be forced to lye in the dirt while she attempted to catch her breath. yes, she was sensative when it came to her sides, and her feet. getting pedicures was sometimes very troublesome for her. although if she was put off, any amount of tickling would not effect her. but it was vince, so she caved.

it wasn't a surprise when he said he supported her, it was her that was keeping them a secret after all, wasn't it? she kept her mouth shut and listened to him talk, his input did matter since it was a two way relationship after all. he actually had quite a bit to say. he was concerned about the same things she was, and it was nice to know that they were on the same page. "i don't want him to fire you either, but at the same time his job is at stake also. his job is to keep me working and ultimately, make sure i'm happy." and happiness to lucia was being with vince, chris managed her career, not her personal life. "he can't tell me who i can or can not date, and i wouldn't want to trust anybody else with my life." she let out a large sigh. it wasn't fair how much harder having a personal life was for her than the regular ordinary person. she had paparazzi on her ass 24/7, and millions of other people watching her every move.

"i hope you don't think that i'm keeping us a secret because i'm embarassed by you or anything." she knew vince was probably smarter than that, and lucia could never do that to a man, or date a man she was embarassed by, after all she had the whole world to choose from. "i've been in this business for nearly fifteen years, and i know exactly what people are going to say and what they're thinking." despite the topic, she was speaking fairly calmly, just as if this was casual conversation, but vince did make her feel comfortable with his lips pecking on her skin. "people automatically assumed that i was gold digging on artie." lucia wasn't a possesive woman, and if the people who ran those stories had known her, the stories would have never been run in the first place. "and if we're going to be a couple in front of the rest of the world, we're going to need to kick ass." she nodded at that statement, because it was so true. and with that, she decided to give him a turn to speak, her monologue had been much longer than his.

[hannah3]

oh girl, stand by me ---

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Vince watched her roll her eyes and almost chuckled to himself. She could be so head strong sometimes. Luckily, he could usually figure out how to get his way, or at least with small things like this. With the bigger things, he seemed to never really have an opinion. He was convinced he was put on this earth to make her happy and show her all the love he was capable of as a human being. It meant a lot to know she was as happy as she could possibly be, and right now, she wasn't. That brought him down as an individual, but also made him want to try harder. He'd never been one to directly accept defeat, and now certainly wasn't the time for change. He grinned when he heard her begin to laugh - it was like music to his ears. He absolutely loved that sound, and admittedly, sometimes tickled her just to hear it. He didn't care how cheesy that was, since their entire relationship was one giant cheeseball. But that was what a relationship was supposed to be right? He laughed as she jumped and squirmed, eventually turning to bury her face in his arm. At her name calling, he huffed one final laugh at the situation, and just curled his big arms around her, allowing her to keep her face buried there for the duration that pleased her. He knew she was sensitive in the usual areas where people were most ticklish, and decided to take mercy on her since it seemed she'd had a hard day of sorts.

Vincent nodded in agreement. The man would be risking his own shorts letting them be together and work together at the same time. If things went sour, both Vince and Chris' asses would be on the line. Vince already knew what it was like, the public finding out you'd been sleeping with, or somehow involved with, your boss. It wasn't pretty and not necessarily something he wanted to go through again, but this time he hoped would be different. He wasn't a decade older than Lucia, and she didn't have a reputation as a class A slut. Besides, his love for her was much stronger than the little sapling of feelings he had for Cali. He knew the media would take it the same way, accuse him of being so many things he wasn't, but he'd know in his heart this time that he hadn't done anything wrong. He simply followed his heart's desires, as frivolous as they may have been in the first place. He sighed with her simultaneously, then placed a kiss on her cheek. It was nice to hear that she was adamant about keeping him in her life. Sure if she didn't want him, he'd be gone the next day, but he didn't foresee that happening. As much as his head was up his ass about this, hers was in the same condition.

At her next remark, he raised a brow down at her. That had actually never occurred to him, not once. He knew they were a secret because their relationship was forbidden in the first place. He worked for her, their relationship was supposed to be professional. He was hired in the first place because out of all the men in the world, if there was one man who wouldn't fall completely for the hottest lingerie model America had to offer, it was supposedly Vincent. He'd gone from being so detached to being one of the most attached people he'd ever known. And he wasn't ashamed of it in the slightest. "I know, baby," he cooed down at her, enclosing her in his arms as he swayed them back and forth a little. He nodded. She knew as well as he did that they were both aware of the unkosher things that would inevitably be spoken about them. He just chose not to care because they didn't matter.

At the mentioning of Artie, Vince's veins shrunk in diameter, causing his face to turn a little red. He didn't know why, but there was a natural instinct inside that made him hate the man. He'd only ever seen him around a couple times, but that didn't change anything about it. He hated him before they'd ever even laid eyes on each other in the first place. But like she knew he'd do it, she coupled that statement with another that made him chuckle slightly, and forget about the pent up rage he felt. "I don't think we'll have any kind of problem there,

[/color]" he reminded her with a smile, digging his nose into her long hair and inhaling. It was a calming thing to do for him - it always had been. "I'll go through whatever it takes to stay with you. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, Lucia.[/color]" Saying it made him smile, which made his hazel eyes light up. "No matter what, we'll make this work.[/color]" The confidence he had in this was admirable, considering it felt like they were two injured climbers with a Mount Everest to tackle.

"For now, I'm happy with this,[/color]" he dug his fingertips into her side once more, and his mouth onto her neck playfully. He was tired of the deep talk - he wanted to cheer her up now.[/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote]

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HEY THERE, LUCIA/DAYNA, HERE'S A LITTLE SOMETHING FOR YOU. I DID 888 WORDS, AND IT'S RAMBLE. HE'S WEARING CLOTHES, NATURALLY. THE LYRICS ARE JOURNEY, THE TEMP/IMG ARE MINE, BITCHES. IN OTHER NEWS, VINCIAAAA.

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