Laila's POV

I finish putting on some lip gloss when I hear the door bell. I run down stairs but already see Addison opening the door. I quickly turn around and try to sneak back up but she catches me.

"Um, Laila. Can I speak with you in the kitchen?"

"Ya, sure." I walk into the kitchen behind her.

"What the hell is Seth Donovan doing in our house?" She asks me with her arms crossed.

"He's just giving me a ride to work." I say grabbing a pancake, rolling it up, and shoving it into my mouth.

"Oh, that's why you put so much effort in getting ready today. He's going to be a married man, you should know better." she smirks.

"Oh, shut up. He's the one that wanted to give me a ride."

"Whatever you say. Let's go, we don't want to keep your man waiting." she walks back towards the front door smiling to herself.

"He's not my man." Seth looks up from his phone and smiles.

"You ready?" he asks in his husky voice looking me up and down like he wanted to devour me. Which I probably wouldn't mind. Wait, what?

"Yup. Let's go." I grab my purse and we walk out the door.

"Hope you guys have fun!" Addison yells behind us.

"Who is that, your sister?" Seth asks getting into his car.

"No, she's just some psychopath I live with." I say getting into the passenger side. "So where exactly are we going?"

"I have a photo shoot and I wanted you to come." he says pulling out of the driveway.

"Why?" I ask rudely without realizing it.

"Well would you rather stay at work and do more paper work or come with me?" he raises his eyebrows.

"Alright you have a point but what exactly am I suppose to do?" we pass a Wendy's and I'm automatically starving to death.

"Well, you could just stand there and watch me look totally hot." he suggest. I give him a funny look and he laughs. We pull in front of a small old gray building and he gets out of the car.

"I feel as though you're going to kill me." I say looking up at the building.

"If I was, I would have raped you first." he heads toward the front door and I can't do anything but stare at him. Rape me? He would rape me?! Well its not rape unless you like it. Oh shut up! I follow close behind him, Seth opens the door and I hear pounding music blaring out. I look around and see half naked people. Some people are rapped with animal skins and others with paper. Yes, paper. A guy wearing a suit comes towards us and shakes hands with Seth.

"You must be Seth, I'm Mark the guy you were talking to on the phone."

"Right. So when do I get started?" Seth asks looking around.

"As soon as Sir Randolph is finished." Mark says.

"Sir Randolph?" Me and Seth say at the same time.

"Ooohhh, you must be ze man zat Mark waz talking about yezterday." a tall man said walking towards us. He was wearing a pink cheetah print skirt and pink shades. He walked straight up to me and Seth and gave us a big hug.

"Now zat you are hear let's get started." he skipped to a near by dressing room and Seth followed him leaving me with Mark.

"So are you his girlfriend or something?" Mark asks me handing me a chocolate glazed donut.

"No. He's engaged, I'm just his assistant." when Mark turns away for a second I quickly take a huge bite from the donut.

"Well that's a shame. You're absolutely gorgeous." he looks at me and smiles. But I can't tell if he's just saying it to be nice or if he really means it.

"Awe. Thank you." I smile at him and he winks at me. I can't help but blush even though I know he's married. He should really take the ring off before he flirts with other girls.

"Hey I was wonder if you wanted to maybe go out wi-"

"So what's going on over here?" Seth asks interrupting Mark. Mark gives him a dirty look, knowing he did that on purpose.

"Come, come now Zeth. It's time for you to shiiine." Sir Randolph says. When Seth is walking away do I finally realize what he's wearing. He has on some ripped blue jeans and a white v-neck shirt. Sir Randolph walks him into a small black room and I quickly follow behind wanting to see what they're going to do.

"Ok, are you reazy?" Sir Randolph asks Seth.

"Yup." as soon as he answers water pours on top of him and I swear I just had a heart attack.

"Alright now Seth I'm going to talk you through this. So whatever I say you do it, ok?" Sir Randolph says going into professional photographer mode. By professional mode, I mean he doesn't have that weird accent anymore.

"Now as the water pours on top of you you're going to slowly rip open your shirt." As Sir Randolph said that Seth did exactly what he was told. You don't understand what I'm going through right now, an almost married man, who is my boss, is ripping open his shirt while he's soaking wet. I should just drop dead right now. I swear if he wasn't engage I would have jumped his bones right then and there......What the hell am I talking about?! Am I retarded?! He's a total asshole, why would I even think about that?

"You can just leave the shirt on the floor." I look back up to see Seth's bare chest and dripping wet eight pack. Oh god I need air, I can't breath. Is it all of a suddenly really hot in here? His body is just so perfect. Pull yourself together woman! Have self control! No I don't have any. Yes you do! You can do this! No I can't. Oh my god, I'm talking to myself. What's happening!? Now only if his pants could just-. Laila! Stop eye raping him! I'm not doing anything. Yes you are! Nope. I'm still talking to myself.

"Mmmhmm, Seth. You're zoing great. You look great. Is porn ok wiz you?" Sir Randolph randomly asks in his weird accent.

"What do you mean porn?" Seth raises his voice a little. I try my best not to stare at his abs but it's so tempting.

"I mean now zou can zo porn. Zou have za look an everything. So what zo you say?" Yes, yes! Oh god yes! Please, I beg you. Holy shit, shut up! What is wrong with you?!

"No. I think I'll pass." Seth says walking out of the black room. No! Come back! Please do some porn. Ok I think I'm getting a little horny, I need to calm down. I feel gross. He walks back into the room in his usual suit and I frown.

"Come on Laila we're leaving." I run after him, knowing he's pissed. We walk back to the car and he starts it up.

"Who the hell do they think they are? Asking me to do porn for them." he punches the dashboard and I flinch. His angry expression softens when he sees me flinch and he let's out a sigh.

"Sorry." he apologizes.

"No, it's ok." we drive for a couple minutes in quit.

"I saw you eye raping me earlier." Seth says smirking at me. I look at him in horror.

"I was not eye raping you." I protest.

"You're right, it's not rape unless you like it." he winks at me and I blush like an idiot.

"So what do you want to do now?" he asks me changing the subject for my benefit.

"I don't know. We could go to the beach." I've always wanted to go to the beach in LA.

"Ok, the beach it is." a couple minutes later we pull into Santa Monica beach. We get out and I head straight towards the ice cream shop.

"So I'm guessing you want ice cream?" Seth asks getting out is wallet.

"Yup. I'll have the chocolate ice cream with chocolate sprinkles."

"Sprinkles?" he raises his eye brows.

"Don't judge me." the guy hands me my ice cream and Seth orders Oreo cookies and cream. When he gets his we walk down to the beach and the sun is just about to set. We take our shoes off and start walking along the shore.

"So what were you and Mark talking about?" Seth asks me while the cool water hits our feet.

"Oh nothing, he just thought we were going out. Then I told him you were engaged." I answer.

"Right, engaged." he takes his last bit of his ice cream and I frown. "What's wrong?" he asks me.

"I can't finish mine. Can you eat it?" he rolls his eyes and grabs my ice cream, taking big bites out of it.

"And then he said that I was gorgeous, even though I knew he was married."

"What an asshole, who would flirt with another girl while he's married?" I look over at him. "Oh, right."

"So when's the wedding?" I ask him and as he just about finishes my ice cream.

"The end of next month. You can come if you want."

"Will there be cake?" I ask him in all seriousness.

"Yes."

"Then I will be there." we start laughing. I sit down on the cold sand looking up at the sky. Seth plops down right next to me and we watch the mixture of orange and yellow descend over the horizon.

"What's her name?"

"Ciara."

"Does she make you happy?"

".....Ya, of course she does." I caught that hesitation in his voice.

"Good." I don't know why I care so much. Should I care this much, well he is my boss. Logan told me not to get too close to him. I'm not doing such a good job. I hope I won't do something I'll regret, because if I do. I don't even know what'll happen. I just have to remember he's engaged, ya engaged. He's with someone else, someone better. Do I have feelings for him? Hell no! I just met the guy. A breeze passes over the beach and I shiver. Before I know it I feel something wrap around me and I look down to see Seth's black jacket hugging my body.

"Thanks." I say looking up at him.

"Anytime. Come on we should go, it's getting late." he grabs my hands and helps me up to my feet. We walk to the car together and we get in. Seth puts the heat on and heads towards my house.

"So I'm guessing you're picking me up tomorrow too?"

"Well duh." I laugh as he pulls into my driveway.

"See you tomorrow." I give him a smile and step out of the car. When I got inside I closed the door behind me and a grin creeps onto my face. I then look down to see I'm still wearing his jacket and it smells like him. Damn, he smells good. I walk up stairs and change into my pajamas. I lay down and drift off to sleep. Instead of my usual dreamless nights I dream of Seth at his wedding. Is this a good thing or a bad thing? But I'm too tired to care. I just focus on him, and that's all that matters.