The Remix (The Hollywood Twins, #2) by Amanda White

Chapter 1

     
    The glide of Kyle's fingertips along her skin made Rachel feel as if she was swimming in silk. She loved his touch. Over the past two months they had gotten to know each other much better, and had spent a lot of time together, despite his busy schedule with the movie he was starring in. Kyle always made time for her, even if it was only a half hour stroll under the stars, or a movie on the couch. But tonight was special. Tonight they had the apartment to themselves because Hanna was working a gig at one of the more popular Hollywood clubs, The Garage. She would certainly not be home until early in the morning, if she came home at all. It was nice for Rachel because for once she did not feel shy about vocalizing her pleasure when Kyle's lips traveled across her breasts, or the warmth of his fingertip found just the right spot. Sprawled out on the couch together they were taking the time to savor each other’s bodies rather than trying to rush before they were interrupted.
     
    Rachel still could not believe that Kyle, nearly a movie star, handsome as any man she had ever met, was deeply interested in her. When he was inside of her, he did not glance away or close his eyes, it was as if he wanted to memorize every expression of euphoria that she offered until that last moment when they both became too overwhelmed by the force of their mutual ecstasy to keep their eyes from closing.
     
    "Oh, that was amazing," Rachel breathed out against the curve of Kyle's neck. Her dark hair was slick with sweat, and her bright blue eyes were shimmering with the waves of pleasure she felt.
     
    "Yeah, it was alright," Kyle joked and then ducked before Rachel could strike him. She snuggled up into his arms.
     
    "Isn't it nice to have some time alone without Hanna around?" she sighed with contentment.
     
    "Very," Kyle replied.
     
    Although he and Hanna had gotten off to a rocky start, things seemed to be going better now, but he could always count on her to get into some kind of drama. Rachel on the other hand was very down to earth. She took everything in stride, and never let anything get her too wound up. She was gorgeous, with the intellect to match. He felt like he had hit the jackpot, so if he had to deal with some of Hanna's drama, it was more than worth the tradeoff.
     
    "I am so excited about your movie," Rachel said as they continued to lightly caress one another. "Aren't you?"
     
    Kyle grimaced a little. He was usually very confident, but when it came to millions of people seeing his image across a huge screen, he had to admit that he was a little nervous.
     
    "More like terrified," he sighed and kissed her forehead softly. "Although I am glad that we will get a little more time together."  
     
    Rachel nodded; she was looking forward to it too. She knew that he would be occupied with some of the media promotions he would have to do, but at least she would not have to share him with an entire movie crew anymore, and perhaps they could make some plans.
     
    "I was thinking," Kyle said as he sat up slightly and drew her across him so that he could run his fingers through her hair. "I'd like to take a trip to Europe before all the crazy promotion work start."
     
    Rachel bit into her bottom lip. She had hoped he would want to stick around for a little while.
     
    "Well, you deserve it," she said carefully. "You've been working so hard."
     
    Kyle laughed and looked down at her. "I meant with you Rachel, I'm not going to leave you here for all these Hollywood hotshots."
     
    "Excuse me?" Rachel raised an eyebrow. "You're the only Hollywood hot shot I am interested in."
     
    Kyle held her gaze as she smiled up at him, his own expression becoming serious.
     
    "I mean it Rachel, I want you to come with me, we could explore Europe, have a great time," he searched her gaze, hoping she would agree.
     
    "Oh wow," Rachel cleared her throat as she sat up and reached for her shirt which had been tossed aside in the midst