Chapter three
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Two months later

Paris ambled towards her limousine parked outside the modeling agency with her cell phone to her ear. "I miss you more. Well I miss you infinity." She giggled, finally sitting in the limo. "I just left the agency. Another photo shoot tomorrow for Vogue. Then I have a show to attend later that evening. I'm booked for this week. The only free time I have is the evening. Would you like to meet up?"

"Paris is gonna be busy this whole week so the only time I get to see her is tonight." Justin spoke to JC while taking a seat at his kitchen bar. "I'm gonna have dinner with her and then I was gonna bring her back here and give her the surprise."

"Hmm well I don't know. You think she will like it? I mean, she is a model. I don't think super models like dogs." He looked back at the puppy he bought her. At the time, it was running and jumping around on his sofa.

"Hey!" He shouted. "Get off of there!"

Later on

Paris entered the Italian restaurant, quickly scanning the tables for the familiar guy. "Welcome." She immediately locked eyes with the greeter. "You have a reservation?"

"Um, yes. For two. It should be under Lopes and Timberlake." He quickly scanned the list, finally finding the two names.

"Okay. You're at table twelve. Right this way." She followed the gentleman towards the specific table. Her eyes focused in on her handsome date sitting at the table wearing a tuxedo. "Here you are."

"Thank you." Justin looked up to meet her gaze, a smile instantly forming across his lips. "Hey."

"Paris?" He stood up, eying her outfit. "Wow. You look amazing." He leaned in, pecking her on the lips. "Have a seat." He spoke, quickly pulling her chair out for her.

"Thank you." He then took his seat back across from her. "This is a lovely place, Justin. How did you find out about this restaurant?"

"Well..." He smiled sweetly. "I used to come here a lot with my grand parents." She bit her lip interestingly while gazing into his eyes.

"You look nice. Really nice. I love the tux."

"Armani designed it for me." He replied, gazing in on her dress. "You look beautiful like always." She blushed slightly.

"Thank you." He watched her take a moment to look through the menu. "Everything looks pricey. But so good."

"You look really good." He flirted, getting her attention.

"Are you flirting with me?" He chuckled softly, putting his gaze on the menu. "I know we haven't been seeing each other that much. You know, since we're so busy. With you in the studio and me...doing photo shoots back to back..."

"Which reminds me. I liked the Cosmo Girl pictures. The guys still can't believe I'm with you. Except JC. They think you're too hot for me." She rolled her eyes playfully.

"What do they know? I think we look HOT together." He peered in her eyes from across the table. "Besides that, I have no idea what I wanna eat. Maybe I'll take a salad. Gotta watch the carbs."

"Yeah. Well they have some really good salad." He mentioned, unsuspectingly hearing his phone go off. "Shit." He pulled the device from out of his pocket to gaze at the screen. "I'm sorry. I gotta take this. I promise to make it quick."

"Sure." She decided to go through the menu as he spoke on the phone.

"Ma...I can't talk right now." He whispered. "No. Well I'm on a date. None of your business. Ma'..." She chuckled at his behavior. He sounded so cute like a little kid. He always got that way when he spoke to his mother. She brought out the kid in him. "She doesn't wanna speak to you. Oh my god."

"Is that Misses Harless?" Paris asked interestingly.

"Uh..." He met her gaze. "Dammit." He muttered. "Here." He handed her the phone. "She wants to speak to you." She took the phone from him, resting it against her ear.

"Hello, Misses Harless. How are you? I'm good. WE are good. We're actually at a restaurant now. Isn't he?" She asked, putting her focus on Justin who sat there keeping quiet while listening to her talk to his mother. "I know. He's such a sweet heart." He held his head down, shaking it pathetically. "Okay. It was so nice of you to check up on us. We're doing fine. Okay. Bye." She ended the call, handing the phone back to him.

"That's it? She didn't ask to speak to me?" She shook her head.

"No. She just said she'll call you back later. Oh and she asked me to keep in touch." He returned a baffled look. "I don't know why but...she seems like a sweet heart."

"Yeah. If you say. Very annoying though but...she's the only woman I can trust." She continued to gaze at him as thoughts wandered her mind. "Where is the waitress?" He asked, noticing no one had come to their table.

"They seem a bit busy." He happened to look in her direction to notice her staring at him. "Is there a reason why you asked me to meet you here? I mean...at a high class restaurant like this?"

"Um...no particular reason at all." He answered, breaking eye contact with her. "I just missed you and I thought it would be nice to treat you. The last time we saw each other was a month ago, I think. And um..." She noticed how he avoided looking in her direction as he tried coming up with an excuse. "Any way, I missed you. That's all." He finally lifted his head to peer in her eyes.

"Well I missed you too." She leaned over the table to kiss him.

"After this, you think you have time to come back with me to my place? I have something to give you." She flashed him an interesting look.

"Sure."
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"Try it. It's really good." Justin spoke, holding out a fork of saucy noodles. Paris leaned over with her mouth opened, accepting the portion from him.

"Mmm." She moaned, shutting her eyes in pleasure. "Very good. This baked ziti is to die for as well." She took a sip of her wine. "I can't wait for this week to be over with." She spoke, grabbing a roll from out of the basket. "I have so much crap to do. And I have a feeling it won't be over. By the ending of the week, they will be telling me I have more gigs."

"Well you're a pretty famous model, baby. You're gonna always have work to do." He took a bite out of the cheesy biscuit.

"You remember that day I asked you to take my virginity?" His eyes quickly zoomed in on her. "And I chickened out at the last minute? Ahaha." He nodded timidly. "We didn't see each other for like a month after that. You didn't even call me for a few days AFTER the incident. Did I upset you?" He quickly shook his head no.

"Something like that can't upset me. I understood how you felt. I didn't call because I got caught up with work. I didn't realize that days went by without a call from you and..." He stuffed a portion of noodles in his mouth. "I was in the studio recording every day. Literally. We have a deadline and..." He shrugged his shoulders. "Trust me. I wasn't upset."

"Okay. I was just curious." She put her focus back on her plate of food. "Does it get very frustrating, though? I mean, we've been together for two months and you haven't had any during that period of time." A faint laugh escaped his lips.

"That's not all I think about. I mean, I'm too busy to even think about it any way. You know when Britney and I were together, we only had sex...maybe five times in a twelve month period?" Her eyes lit up in surprise. "Yeah. We were both too busy. BOTH of us were touring at the same time and she had things to do and me too. Our work kept our minds off it and I'm really happy about that. The only time I find myself thinking about it is when we're...together. Or talking on the phone." She held her head down, blushing slightly. "Right now, if you must know..." She peered in his eyes. "I'm thinking about taking you home and you know...doing something."

"Ahaha." She bit her lip teasingly. "I think I have been making you wait too long, haven't I?" He rolled his eyes playfully.

"That's not even funny. Seriously, I just wanna spend some time with you. I'm happy with that. And I wanna give you something I left at home."

"Everything okay?" They quickly looked away to gaze at their waitress. "Need any refills? More rolls?"

"We're good." Justin answered, putting his gaze back on Paris. "We'll take the check."

"Sure. Be right back."

"So..." Justin sat beside Paris in the limousine on their way to his place. "What did you do last week?"

"Well, just a bunch of photo shoots...some interviews...just the usual." She met his gaze. "What did you do?"

"Recording, recording and...recording. Ahaha." She chuckled softly, slowly leaning in to kiss him on the lips.

"I missed you so much." He reached up, running his fingers through her hair.

"I missed you too." She spread her legs and sat on top of him, facing his direction.

"How much did you miss me?" She asked, kissing his neck sweetly.

"Hard to even put in words." His hands trailed up her thighs, instantly pulling her closer.

"What's this secret gift you have for me?" She asked, pulling back to peer in his eyes.

"You'll see when we get there." She rolled her eyes in response.

"You just like to torture me, don't you?" He flashed her an innocent look.

"What are you talking about? I would never."

When they made it to his place, he used the switch to turn on the light--immediately hearing the puppy barking. "What's that? You got a dog?"

"Mmm hmm." He ambled further inside. "He should be around here somewhere." Moments later, the puppy came running in the living room, barking his head off and jumping up excitedly. "Hey, boy!"

"Aww, Justin. He's so cute. When did you get him?"

"Yesterday." She watched as the puppy ran towards her.

"Ahaha. He's so energetic. Awww." She knelt down, immediately feeling the puppy jump on her--licking her face everywhere. "Ha-Ha. What a sweet boy." He stood there, watching her play with the puppy.

"He likes you."

"I like him too. He's so adorable."

"Good. Because he's yours." She quickly looked up to gaze at him. "I bought him for you."

"What? Really?" She stood up with the puppy in her hands. "He's mine?" He nodded yes. "How cool is that? This is so nice of you but...I don't have time to take care of a puppy."

"I knew you probably would've said that so...I was willing to help you with him." A smirk slowly formed across her lips.

"I see what this is." She leaned over, helping the puppy to his feet. "You bought us something we can both take care of. Something we can have ties to, right?" He shook his head, disagreeing with her.

"No. I bought him for you. That's all. I'm offering to help take care of him if you want." She slowly moved in closer, the smirk still plastered on her face.

"You're so cute, you know that?" She attached her arms to his neck, leisurely locking lips with his. "Mmm, you're so sexy." She spoke, kicking her heels off and hopping up on him.

"Whoa, baby..." He kept her in place by wrapping her legs around him. "You are just becoming that wild...woman again. We shouldn't do this." He took a seat on the sofa, her legs still attached to him.

"We're not even doing anything. Just kissing."

"If we continue, you have to promise me you won't get out of hand."

"Deal." She met lips with his once more. "Mmm." They both kissed intimately. "You're such a good kisser." He fell back against the pillows, pulling her along. "We've been stuck at first base for months. When will we even get to second base? Well I'm hoping to skip second and go to third." He chuckled softly.

"In due time, baby." He pulled back to peer in her eyes. "There's no need to rush. You're only feeling this way because you're caught up in the moment. You remember what happened last time. You changed your mind."

"I know. I was so afraid. When I saw your...you know what..."

"Penis." He added.

"Ahaha. Yeah, penis. I got scared. I freaked out and..."

"It's okay." He assured, brushing her hair back from out of her face. "Like I said, whenever you're comfortable with it...we can do it." He leaned in, kissing her on the lips.

"Can I try something else though?" He held a questioning look on his face.

11:34pm

"Were you ever in love with Britney?" Paris laid in bed next to Justin only wearing a t-shirt and panties.

"I've never fallen in love. I cared about her but I wasn't in love." He rolled over on his back to stare up at the ceiling. "Love is...it's a very powerful word. You should only use it when you mean it. I see a lot of people tell people that they love them but feel the total opposite. I don't see how you can abuse that word. I know being in love can be a good thing but love can also hurt you. I've watched my mother go through it with my dad. She was always crying over that asshole." He gawked to the side to stare at her. "You've ever been in love?" She shook her head no.

"I'm sure if I was ever in love, I wouldn't be a virgin right now."

"I don't know..." He sat up, propping his head up with his hand. "You seem like you're so eager to give it up to me. What's the deal with that?" She looked away, biting down on her lip in thought. She didn't want to tell him the real reason why she was so eager to experience it with him because he may have thought she was crazy.

"I...I remember when you first came out. Well the first time I heard of you. I was actually in my friend's bedroom watching a music video..." She locked eyes with his. "...and your video popped up. It was the one where you guys were in the insane asylum."

"Ahaha." He laughed faintly.

"Yeah. And..." A smiled formed across her lips. "It gives me butterflies just thinking about it. I was like, who is that guy? The one with the blond hair? Ha-Ha." He laughed in response. "She told me your name was Justin so..." She bit her lip, concealing her blushing. "Ahem, any way...that's how it began."

"How what began?" He asked, reaching out to touch her hand. "Don't tell me you had a secret crush on me? Don't even..." She looked up to meet his gaze. "If you say that I won't believe you. I mean, come on. You? The hottest model out there having a crush on me? Unbelievable."

"And why is it so hard to believe? You're not ugly, Justin. You're hot. You're talented and whenever you sing, you give me the chills." He met her gaze, his smile slowly fading. "You're handsome whether you wanna believe it or not. If you weren't, I wouldn't be here right now with you."

"You're too kind..."

"And you're too hot." He chortled softly. "Seriously." He watched her lean in, pecking him on the lips.

"I still can't believe it. You having a crush on me."

"I still do." She spoke with a smirk. "And I wanna SO jump your bones right now." He immediately erupted with laughter.

"Come here. I wanna tell you something."

"What is it?" She asked, leaning in closer. He gripped the side of her neck while leaning in for a kiss.

"You're so irresistible." He breathed between her lips. She climbed on top of him, never parting lips. "Damn, girl..." He groaned, gripping her buttocks. "You have some ass to be a model." He teased.

"Shut up. All models aren't flat to the back, okay?" He chuckled softly. "And all boy groups aren't gay."

"Whoa." His eyes lit up immediately. "Now where did you hear that rumor from?" She shrugged her shoulders.

"No rumor. I just made it up. I mean...a bunch of guys doing synchronize dancing. Does sound pretty gay but..." He smacked her on the ass, feeling her tense up. "Ouch! That hurt."

"Good. 'Cause you hurt my feelings." He watched her pout playfully. "And don't even give me that look."

"That really hurt." She rested her head in the creek of his neck, sobbing playfully.

"Paris...stop that."

"I'm gonna tell your mom that you hit me." He quickly reversed positions and pinned her arms over her head.

"You sure you wanna do that?" She could feel his lips grazing her neck tenderly. "Mmm, I just love your body." She shut her eyes, biting down on her lip in pleasure.

"And I love your kisses." She lifted her leg, brushing it up against his. "Oh Justin...mmm." She whimpered softly against his ear. He could tell she was enjoying the touch of his mouth sucking her neck continuously. "Ohh..." He gripped a portion of her hair, arching her head sideways for better access. "Mmm oh yes. Oh..." His sucking begin to get harder, only turning her on even more. "Don't stop."

"I don't plan too." She reached in between them, sneaking her hand in his jeans---grabbing a hold to him. "Oh..." He paused, releasing a deep groan as she stroked him firmly.

"You like that?"

"Fuck yeah." He peered in her lustful eyes, biting his lip in pleasure. "You're gonna start something you can't finish." He warned. She parted her legs, pulling him in between them. Was she challenging him on? "Baby..."

"Shhh." She hushed, lifting her head to lock lips with his. "Just keep quiet while I play with junior."

"Fuck." He exhaled heavily. "Mmm." He shut his eyes, resting his head against the pillow underneath her as she continued on.