Hot Pursuit

Chapter 13

[Georgina's POV]

At this point, I really had no idea of what he was planning to do with me. And when Kieran called me again by Friday, I was already so anxious. He told me that he was going to send me a chauffeur by Saturday afternoon and that I must wait for him in the room he had booked for me at the same hotel where the party will be taking place. I was left with the impression that I must follow his instructions and not ask questions so I did what I was told and prepared myself for the party.

I did not really think about how I would present myself so I just wore the red dress that seem to accentuate the shape and curves of my body, making me slightly uneasy, especially with the way it revealed my cleavage and the sensual look it gave me. I totally did not feel the dress but it was really beautiful so I still suck up to it. Apart from that, there were also the silver stilettos that went with the dress (as it turned out, it was also included in the delivery Kieran had sent me). They were quite too high than what I am used to but I had no choice. I even did some decent make-up and a manageable hair-do that I had copied from an easy tutorial on Youtube and left with the chauffeur that came on time to pick me up. When I arrived at the hotel, I was even politely guided to the VIP room that Kieran had promised. I was really not expecting anything and I really thought I just have to wait until he comes for me so we could both attend the party. But when I entered the room that I was given, I was immediately welcomed by a group of people swarming in my direction as they pulled me inside.

I was beyond words, that I did not have any time to process what was happening around me. I let them do what they had to do and one of them quickly disentangled the bun I had made for my hair, slightly startling me. Yet before I could react accordingly to the things they were doing to my style, another one popped in beside me, offering a comfortable chair for me to sit on, making me distracted as I was deemed speechless. A huge vanity mirror with bright lights circled around its corners faced me with my reflection showing apparent shock.

I watched as the people holding brushes and cosmetic products in their hands worked simultaneously for me. By the time they were almost finished, I was already holding back a yawn. I can already see the changes in my look the more they contoured and did my make-up. After a few more minutes of glossing, brushing, and curling, finally, it was done. I looked at myself to see how it transformed me and as I stood to take a full look at my complete make-up, groomed hair, with the dress together, my brows went up.

I heard sighs in the background, obviously from the people who seemed to love the beautiful results of their craft. I looked... unbelievable. The hair... was so flawless, I can't even recognize myself just with it. How in the hell did they even manage to make it look like it had never been dry, frazzled, and thin? 

I looked like someone else... Someone I won't ever imagine could actually be someone like me. I mean... this was totally magic at its finest.

"Wow."

That was the only word that I could come up with, still baffled by the entire transformation. It was like a dry leaf turning into a flower. That was how drastic it was, and I was not even exaggerating. It was totally shocking to see that I could possibly look like this.

Still engrossed with checking my entire reflection, a knock from the front door of the hotel room pulled me back to reality and I turned to face that direction, my heart leaping inside my chest, with a certain image of someone popping in my head. My guess was immediately proven when Kieran, in a smooth-looking tailored-fit Armani black suit, came walking in, looking lavishly suave with his slicked-back hair. He took a moment to run his eyes around the area before they landed on me... a distinctive astonished expression flashing on his face. He seemed to not believe at first that it was me. Ha.

He did a double-take that made me feel extremely flattered as I blushed and looked away. I failed to hide my smirk when he slowly approached my side, smiling at my figure, not even hiding the way he raked his eyes all over my body. He liked it obviously.

"I told you, you would look good in red, didn't I?" he commented, eyes almost half-closed as he leaned closer. He took the chance while I was still nervous and self-conscious with how I looked to reach his hand up and brush his knuckle against my cheek. Not bothering that there were some other people inside the room with us, seeing our interaction, he gently moved his other free arm and wrapped it all around my waist, pulling me closer to him. Chest to chest, it made my heart pounded.

"What are you doing?" I asked worriedly, my eyes looking alarmed but I still did not attempt to push him away yet.

"Testing," he simply answered, further confusing me.

"Testing what?"

I frowned at him, but instead of answering my question right away, Kieran just turned his head to look at the people behind us. Then, with his arm still wrapped around me, he told them, "Give us a moment, please."

One by one, they all left, leaving the privacy of the room to me and Kieran only. I gulped audibly that even Kieran sensed it as he returned his attention to my face, smiling again with a dimple showing on his cheek.

"Now, let's rehearse your role," he said in a soft voice while looking through my eyes. Heat crept up in my body, tingling the nerves that I never even knew were there before. I was just about to say something back to him when he suddenly closed the distance between us.

I froze. It was no mistake. I could totally feel the rub of his moist lips against mine, the strong masculine scent of his perfume, and the subtle taste of him. He was kissing me. And it did not take me long enough before my mind just shut off and I was kissing him back.

What the hell were we even testing with this?