Hey Pretty Lady!
Come Meet Your
Adonis
Come Meet Your
Adonis
- After three long nights of runways drama the last thing Emilio wanted to do was show his face in front of the camera again. So, when he saw the invitation that had been placed on the small table by the front door he couldn’t help the groan that escaped his lips. In demand, he was always in demand. It was the life of a model. Well complaining really wasn’t going to get him anywhere. If he didn’t show there would be talk. It would simply be easier for him to show his face and get it over with. The last thing he needed was to be on the front cover of some gossip column speculating on his new conquest. It seemed the local magazines were becoming more interested with his life, and the lives of his neighbors. But, what could you expect when a collection of high end names; models, trust fund babies, actors, musicians and the like all lived under the same roof. Emilio contemplated moving, but quickly struck that idea out of his mind. His apartment was great. Besides, some publicity was better than none. And, as a high fashion runway model he could use a bit more publicity outside of the ‘high’ end circles. What he really wanted was to be more than just international. He wanted to be a household name by damn. And, eventually he would get there….he just had to figure out how.
It was about three pm when he finally settled down to contemplate this event. It was the name of the event that startled him more than anything,Starlight Charity. Oh s**t! He hadn’t realized that was the event. There would be no question of him attending now. Though, he was indeed self-centered Emilio enjoyed doing for others. Hadn’t someone given him a chance, on a whim? The least he could do was return the favor to the young chap or lady- whomever. That meant he would need his checkbook with him. A quick call to his accountant would inform him just how much he had available to donate. But, that could be handled later. What was important was getting him self together for the event. He was going to have to figure out just what the hell was he going to wear?
Well…he still had a few pieces left over from the Gucci shoot that he could wear. He also had items from Calvin Klein, Hugo, Lacoste, Ralph Lauren, Giorgio Armani, Burberry Black Label and a host of other designers. Emilio didn’t believe he was in ‘crisis’ mode. There was no need to call in a wardrobe expert. By now, he knew what looked good with his skin, eyes, height, shoulders, hair. Hell, he was just as good picking the clothes as he was wearing them. Even before going through the closet filled with designer labels; he knew he would be wearing Armani. Emilio enjoyed the feel of the clothes on his skin, and the cut of the suit he had in mind. He’d never had the chance previously to wear it before, but this event was perfect for it. Did it bother Emilio that he was a man of fashion and taste? Nope! Hadn’t the world itself coined a term for him and men just like him? Was he not the epitome of what it meant to be Metrosexual? Darn right he was!
And, if he happened to get it all wrong, he was sure Karina would let him know. That was the beauty of living with your girlfriend, who happened to make a living making clothes. If he ever walked out of the door looking like he stepped out of some twilight zone, there she was fixing him and making him look better. It did register to Emilio that he had not seen his girlfriend for a few weeks. He had been off doing his shoots and other jazz, and she had been doing promotions. Tossing the invite back on the small table he went in search of his current beau. “ Rina….are you around babe?” Emilio forgot about the bags at the door that had to be unpacked, forgot about what he was going to wear to the function tonight. What was on his mind now was seeing his girlfriend and scoring a few kisses and maybe a bit more action. What?! He was a guy…who hadn’t seen his girlfriend in weeks. What did you really expect? He turned the corner to the bedroom that he shared with Karina, calling her name once more as he went. Now, just where was that woman? Was she in the shower, possibly? Emilio didn’t even think about the kitchen he bypassed, nor the living room, nor the dining or any other room but the bedroom. His mind was set on one track that was on repeat.
What he heard had him spinning on the balls of his feet in the middle of the large bedroom. And breathe. Emilio found he was always taken away by Karina. She didn’t possess a flashy, exotic beauty, nor was it classic what she did posses was a subtle beauty that suited the personality behind the face. And, she was his. Possessive? Yup, just a tad. Karina found she walked into arms that were open to her. Arms wrapped around his neck and he smiled down at her, “It was worth the wait. The trip was good. I’ll tell you about it later.” Those were the only words to escape his mouth before he lowered his head and captured her mouth hungrily, in a kiss that spoke volumes of jus how much he missed her, “been waiting a while to do that.” Emilio stroked her back as he took in the subtle hints of make up on her face. Was she getting ready for the evening already? He had other plans in mind before they went down to join the crowd. What he initially had in mind would have to wait until later. The last thing he wanted was to put a time an intimate encounter with Karina. So, he’d have to go for the next best thing, " You getting ready for the event already? Have you decided what you're going to wear?” Emilio knew appearance was just as important to Karina as it was to him. Her career much like his was established on how they looked. Neither of them could afford to disappoint and he was sure neither of them would. But, before they went about pleasing the world he felt they should do a bit of personal pleasing. “I'm thinking about a nap before heading out. You want to join me or are you already set to go?"
It was moments like this that he knew he was committed to the relationship. There was definitely some emotional attachment going on here. Emilio was never one to feel good over a woman saying she would lay beside him in bed with nothing other than touching for contact. Karina changed him and he didn’t think he would be or could be this way with any other woman. There was someone for everyone, or so the saying went. And, right now, in this time and place; Karina was the one for him. That was as far as Emilio was willing to go with his feelings. One day at a time, it was better than planning for a future that could collapse at any moment. He’d seen too many relationships devastate people to fall into that trap. So, it was one day at a time. He found himself dutifully following Karina as she lead him to the bed they shared, “forty minutes it is." Once he was settled into bed, Emilio wasted no time pulling her across his chest for their 'nap'. He'd missed the feel of her while he slept in hotel suits alone, “sure as hell missed this...and you." His mouth traveled over her face and shoulders before he finally fell asleep holding her close. Emilio left the time watching up to her.
Forty-five minutes later, he was shaken awaken by Karina. Yup, the woman was a stickler for time. Dragging himself out of bed he walked into the bathroom took a piss, and then stripped out of the jeans and tee-shirt he had been wearing. The sound of the shower could be heard a few minutes later. Emilio was fond of showers and so it did take him quite some time to get his clean butt out of the shower. The bathroom was fogged with steam that he had to wipe off of the glass. Wrapping a green cotton towel around his waist he took care of his face, teeth and hair. He headed in the bedroom and the walk in closet to find something to wear. He had thought of the Armani suit earlier when he saw the invite. So, Aramni it would be. It was a medium steel grey suit with matching Gilet, the tie and pochette were of a darker shade of grey. His shirt was a soft green hue with white cuffs.
About....an hour later after his nap, give or take...he found himself in the mirror working on his tie. “Hey babe....you wanna get my shoes for me? I should be ready in a few." He fought a few more times with his tie before getting it on right. When Karina appeared at the bathroom door with his shoes, he motioned for her to circle so he could zip her up. Once that was done he turned his attention to getting his shoes on. Cologne was sprayed on his clothes and skin before he finally called out, “Alright. I'm ready. You're done right? Let’s go!" He headed for the door with his keys and checkbook in toe, "It's camera's, lights and action.” Putting his arm at the middle of her back, he led her out of their apartment. “You know we wouldn't be so popular if you weren't so beautiful." Stealing a kiss he led her to the elevator, then into the crowd of photographers waiting in the lobby. They were already known as a couple, so there was no need for them to make separate entrances. Emilio kept his hand at the back of her waist as they worked the crowd. Their name was called over and over again from various photographers, gossip writers and tv hosts. They did their rounds but eventually he became a bit frustrated and excused them from the crowd. Holding the door open, he waited until Karina was in the ballroom before following her.
The crowd had already grown! Wine was flowing as well as conversation and of course gossip. Looking around the room he spotted a few people that he knew, he had to mingle with. There were others that he could avoid. It was going to be a full night, but there would at least be some entertainment. Looking around the room he could see a few of the tenants from the apartment lingering. Most of the people he knew lived on the second and third floor, but there were other floors and other celebs and trust fund babies there that he wasn’t familiar with. Not wanting to linger at the door Emilio moved into the crowd, “ I’m going to grab something to drink hun. Want anything?”
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