Chapter 3

"A Little Rendezvous in a Dressing Room"

His head was pounding as he opened his eyes. A bright light shun down on him, causing him to wince as he threw his hands up in an attempt to block the light.

So far it wasn't helping.

"Looks like sleeping beauty decided to brace me with his un-charming graces." The sarcasm dripped off her voice, but he could hear the amusement in it as he tried to adjust to the new accompanied light, which was from his dressing room.

Leaning up from the couch, Chad looked up to see Sonny sitting atop his dresser, smooth legs crossed scrunching up the thing she called a skirt far up enough that he could see the rim of her –black – panties. His face automatically flushed.

"What Are You Wearing??!" He didn't bother to hide his shocked face or the blush that was rising on his cheeks as she gave him an approving grin.

"What's a matter Chad? Don't like what you see?"

Chad could only gulp. Her Sonny was, in his dressing room, in a skimpy outfit that made his pants feel tight.

'Quit the opposite. . .' he thought to himself.

"What, didn't think that little Ms. Sonshine, didn't know what the word 'bad' meant? Well here's an 'update' Chad. Don't tell me what I can and can't do. I can be bad if I want, and I don't need your fucking commentary on it either. Ok, 'lover boy'?"

Chad began to laugh at her little act.

"Poor, poor, Sonny. Is this what you call 'bad'? Walking around in your skimpy little outfits, cursing, and acting like you don't care. Well I got news for you, 'hunny', you don't know the meaning of bad. Okay, so turn around, throw out that thing you call an outfit, and go back to living in your little 'fantasy' world." He gave her his million dollar cocky grin and turned around.

What he didn't suspect however, was that little Ms. Sonshine had other things in plan.

Chad began to put his tie back on, until he felt to small hands slide up his sides slowly, and for him - seductively painful.

They worked their way up to his tie as he felt a firm body press up against his back, and the feeling of Sonny's quick hot breath was tingling as it hit his neck. He could feel his arms get goose bumps as the hairs on the back of his neck stood up.

"You know, I always hated the way you tie your ties Chad. Mind if I help?" She whispered it in his ears, as if they were trying to have a secret conversation and other people were in the room.

But, even though she said she went to tie his tie, she turned him around and began to play with it, never letting her hands leave his chest.

His back was now pressed up against the back wall in the corner while her body had him pinned to it.

Her right leg slowly lifting up right in between his two legs, while her hands slowly making their way up to his neck. Running her fingers through his slick blonde tussles, that if he hadn't been so shocked to react; he would have removed her hands from, claiming that his hair is untouchable unless she was in a hair and makeup crew that he personally picked out.

Though, he never took his eyes off hers, lighting up with lust and desire as hers had a playful spark to them. 'What is HAPPENING to me?! I'm Chad Dylan Cooper for fucks sake! I'm never speechless!! But damn . . . do her lips look so inviting right now, . . And her hands . . .-"Chad's body involuntarily shivered as the feeling of her chest against his taunted his thoughts with some not so PG13 scenes.

'Oh My God! I Did NOT just think of that!! I mean this is Sonny! No, no it isn't. . . the real Sonny wouldn't be so bold, she'd be blushing that crimson color that brings out her face. This, this is wrong. I shouldn't be-'This time his thoughts were cut off as Sonny moved her lips to his so that they were touching, but not officially kissing.

"I'd like to stay and 'chat', but I got places to go and some important people to see." Chad's eyes began to close half way as he moved forward to close the distance just as she slowly moved back. "Later, Cooper."

And with that Sonny Munroe left the building as Chad Dylan Cooper stumbled forward and fell flat on his face.

'Sonny Munroe, 2. Chaddy – Zippo!'

'. . . Fuck.'

Sonny had woken up that morning feeling giddy. That night she had dreamt of the look on Chad Dylan Coopers face last night, and she was enjoying it, but the thought of her actions yesterday and how she had gotten so close to him gave her constant shivers down her spine. She had finally learned the definition of 'sexual tension'.

Taking a shower with some of her 'Strawberry and Champagne' shampoo, she stepped out in her cotton white towel as she began to put a new outfit out for the day.

'Hmm let's see . . . not my usual since of style, but if I want to prove myself, it'll have to do!'

Sonny smirked at her choice outfit. Sure it probably wasn't suitable for the work place, but today was her day off so she was probably going to stop buy the commissary and walk around the city afterwards.

(In The Commissary)

Walking to the frozen yogurt machine, Sonny strutted her way to it. She inwardly smirked at the feeling of many hungry and jealous eyes on her body as she walked her way.

The brown top was sleeveless that was a v-neck all the way to the top of her navel that was held together by a belt strap on the shirt. A pair of tight blue skinny jeans that had a few slits here and there and a pair of open toed black heels. Her hair in a messy bun, dark red lips with some foggy black eye shadow and eyeliner. Her jewelry consisted of black and silver multiple bracelets, a silver band ring on her wedding ring finger, and a silver chain locket that stopped right in between her mountain peak. (if you don't know it's the area in between you breasts that if a certain size, kind of make a mountain design – sort of like the crows peek which is a hair line description.)

Feeling a tap on her shoulder, Sonny turned around only to find a pair of honeysuckle bright ones staring straight back in a death trap. Dirty blonde hair slightly covering one eye as he flipped it away, about 5'10, and wore a regular white t-shirt and a pair of loose black jeans, and a pair of highly expensive white shoes that had the name Tristan written across them in black cursive.

"Hey baby. What do you say we get out of here and get to know each other a little better?" He gave an award winning smile that made her heart tighten.

She couldn't tell if it was from her mind saying that she shouldn't pass up an opportunity like that to prove Chad what's what, or from her heart screaming out 'DANGER'. Apparently she got her head and heart mixed up and thought she was choosing her heart, but actually, her head.

She moved her lips to his ear. "You're driving." And began to make her way out of the commissary with her mystery man chasing after her, but she hadn't left without first seeing a pair of crystal blue eyes at a certain table, jealousy and possessiveness completely filling them.

They both had thought the same thing.

'I have a bad feeling about this...'

Hi everybody!!! This is just a little note saying that from now on, i will only be updating on Sundays since i have to work every other day.

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