[meeting] someone }special{{

[Camellia Samson]

Camellia was dressed appropriately for a nightclub, but not scantily. That wasn't her type. She sauntered slowly past the long, surging line and looked up at the neon sign that said CRUSH in huge orange letters. She smiled; this place was like her second home. Winking at the guys waiting in line gaping at her and glancing at the girls who looked furious and green with jealousy, she arrived to the entrance and grinned at Al. Murmuring a soft hey to him as he opened the door to let her in, she looked down at herself. Her long, shiny dark legs were accented by the denim micro-mini she wore, and the one-inch strappy golden heels. On top she wore a chunky leather belt over her waist on top of a sexy black V-neck tank top. Her long, silky hair was curled and pulled back into a messy but not too messy ponytail. She'd thrown some makeup after showering--golden eyeshadow and pink lipstick with a trace of blush. Looking up, she searched for Saffron--and James--among the crowd of dancing people.

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[Rose Brennan]

A tall woman was standing by the bar, by two girls who looked way to young to be here. She was smiling and nodding but it was obvious her mind was elsewhere. As a piece of paper was handed to her she scribbled her name on the paper. The two girls ran off, giggling and laughing...leaving Saffron alone again. She sighed and took a sig of her dark pink drink; it was warm and slid easily down her throat. She turned around and saw a tall woman enter the club. She smiled properly for the first time that evening; James was late...as usual. Her hair was partially pulled up and tied with a sparkly clip. She was wearing a white leather jacket and black skinny jeans. She had a minimal amount of make-up on, just eye liner and lip gloss.
“Hey” she said breathlessly but as loud as she could over the music “It’s great you came, James hasn’t arrived yet” at that moment there was a small scream from the door.

The girls Saffron had been chatting to earlier had their hands over their mouths and their eyes were wide as James stepped into the club. He was wearing a casual cream shirt and jeans and his medium length sandy hair looked as soft as silk as it just brushed his shoulders. He didn’t have to try hard to look his best; his toned chest was clearly visible under his shirt. Saffron groaned and ran over, grabbing James’ hand and pulling him toward Camellia. He grinned “hey” he said, “You must be Camellia”

[Camellia Samson]

Camellia watched the two teens run away after getting the autograph from Saffron. She smiled at Saffron, replying Will he be here soon? But as soon as she spoke those words, Saffron had turned her focus towards the entrance. A slight shriek split through the rumbling techno music, and Camellia turned too, her blue gaze following the two girls' until it reached a man. A really hot man. She grinned, hoping that James would look as hot as him. He wore a shirt and jeans, and his tan abs showed through. Watching the teenagers flutter their hands in front of their faces, she got distracted and didn't notice him walking towards them until he was a few feet in front of her, greeting her. She glanced at Saffron. This was James Lieb? He was hotter than ever. His dark blond hair was almost as beautiful as his casually dressed body, which was almost as beautiful as his lightly stubbled face [it's in your bio pic xD]. She took a deep breath. She couldn't embarass herself, not now.

Yeah, I'm Camellia. You must be James. She smiled at him, aqua eyes shining.

[Rose Brennan]

James smiled, she was really cute, nah scratch that...really hot. He wondered how on earth Saffron had met someone lke her; she must be a model or something because she wasn't in the acting buisness and he knew that...he'd dated almost all of them. But she was different; he was usually attracted to the bondies...like Saffron but she was an older sister to him. This girl was tall, slim, tanned and dark. She must have some italian roots, at least half...if not full. Cameilla, it was a pretty name, it suited her. He gave her a small smile and brought his hand through hs hair "Care to dance?" he asked, ignoring the two girls hoverng by him. Cameilla had his full attention.

Saffron smiled, running a hand through her blonde hair; so far everything was going to plan, she shuffled her feet that were teeterng on high heels and slipped away. Her blue eyes twinkled, if she got them together she'd be able to concentrate on her love-life...she hadn't thought about herself for a long time. She was a caring person and put others need before her own[/size][/color]

[Camellia Samson]

Camellia almost blushed as he looked her over; she finally raised her eyes and looked into his. They were beautiful, a deep [color?] color, better than any other guy's that she'd ever dated. She glanced at Saffron, smiling in thanks. After all, it was all because of this 'famous' actress that Camellia was meeting this guy. But she was gone. Camellia shrugged and turned her attention back to the man in front of her, who seemed to be scrutinizing her, pleasantly surprised. James was unbelievably hot, and so carelessly. The vibe she always tried to put on, but always came out of her penthouse looking like a top model. For once it would be nice to look like a normal person and not have people recognize her everywhere she went. Especially from that Chinese Laundry ad.

She blinked as he spoke, almost bouncing on the balls of her feet. Almost blurting out an eager answer, she took a deep breath instead and mewed [[<--accident lol]] said calmly, Sure. Winking at him for a hopefully sexy but not trampy effect, she decided to reach out a hand for his to lead him towards the rumbling, throbbing dance floor.

[Rose Brennan]

James hadn’t taken his eyes off her since he’d first seen her. There was just something different about her; her slim tanned figure and her face with its distinct features. The way her dark hair fell over her shoulder and her eyes, blue like his own, were looking at him now. He could feel his heart beating faster and he took a deep breath, it only emphasised his chest more and his blue eyes twinkled slightly as he watched her. She was nothing like the girls he’d dated; she actually looked like she had some brains. His eyes darted around the room quickly and he spotted another thing, she wasn’t like the girls here either. All the girls tried so hard here and ended up looking awful; some were under age and smeared makeup across their juvenile faces like paint.

But she was different, she’d made an effort that was certain, but she looked drop-dead-gorgeous. It was then he felt her hand in his, firm but delicate and he smiled. She’d obviously taken him up on his offer for a dance. He let her lead him away onto the throbbing dance floor and observed her for a moment...waiting for the new song to come on.

[Camellia Samson]

Camellia smiled at him, her teal eyes sparkling as he led her towards the dance floor. She scanned him over yet again--she couldn't get enough of this guy. He was apparently rather smart, not a dumb blond like most of the beach boys she'd dated. She knew this because he was rarely in the tabloids for embarassing reasons--most of the time it was the Top 10 Hottest Celeb Guys. And usually, he scored #1. Camellia agreed with OK!'s choices now more than ever. She almost lifted a hand to run through his shiny sandy hair, but decided against it. She didn't want to come on too fast.

As they pushed their way into the crowded dance floor, the DJ shouted into his mike over the eardrum-shattering music.

Now a change of tempo for all those lovers out there! Happy Valentine's Day!

Camellia smiled as a slow song came on. She remembered that every Valentine's Day--or her birthday--the club would have a night 'for lovers'. She'd never really participated...but this time they were lucky. Or at least, hopefully she was lucky. James was lucky to have found a girl like her, after what Saffron had said about the girls he dated.

Turning towards him, she smiled, half excited, half uneasy. The crowd had thinned a bit, leaving only couples wrapped around each other, moving slowly around the huge wooden floor. The pusling lights had begun to circle slowly around the dance floor, turning from pink to red. Some were heart-shaped.

She didn't know what to do. James and her were stuck on the floor...should she begin dancing with him? She decided against, wanting to see how he felt. So she kept watching him, waiting for him to make the first move.

[Rose Brennan]

James couldn’t help but grin, it was perfect that it had come on...but she seemed uncertain. Oh well, best try and work it out, if she didn’t like it, he wouldn’t do it. He slowly brought out one of his tanned arms and wrapped it around her slim waist carefully, thoughtfully, and pulled her closer. She smelt of roses, he didn’t know why he noticed it now, but it stuck out from the smell of smoke and sweat. He now realised what Saffron was doing and he felt a surge of affection for his thoughtful friend. The smile on his face wavered slightly into one small smile that stayed on his face. With as much caution her wrapped his other arm around her, he leant closer and murmured in her ear, his breath tickling her cheek “I’d love to dance with you, but if you don’t want to that’s OK” and he meant it, he really did, his lips brushed her cheek as he pulled away, almost unnoticed by him...almost. He didn’t want to seem hasty or to fast so he’d let her take it at a speed she was perfectly comfortable with, but she was really hot, no...Beautiful, her features...he would describe them as beautiful.[/color]

[Camellia Samson]

Camellia gasped slightly as his gentle hand slid around her waist, running over her belt. She looked up into his blue eyes, almost the same color as hers. Glancing at Saffron and mouthing a thanks so much, she didn't notice him pull her closer until she turned back towards him. Saffron was so thoughtful, setting her up with him. Or rather, setting him up with her. Her birthday was for once, her lucky day. He pulled her closer, and she smiled, a warm, melting smile, as he put his other arm around her. She sighed, a sigh of pure happiness. This was the kind of guy she'd always wanted to date. The hot yet not overconfident one [although he was an actor, he could be faking; but she doubted it], the cautious, always-thinking-of-others one. Her thoughts were proved correct as he brought his face to hers. He smelled of the sun and Calvin Klein [xD], and she breathed in his scent. The sun part she was used to, but the guys she usually dated put on tons and tons of Axe, which she hated. As he spoke to her, she listened intently, blocking out the sounds of macking couples and the murmurs of the resting crowd. As he pulled a way, just a little, his lips brushed her soft, defined cheek, and she closed her eyes for a moment.

No, James. Dance with me, she murmured as she pulled him close again, speaking the words into his ear. He...was...so...beautiful.

[Rose Brennan]

James smiled; she really was perfect in his eyes. He began to move her gently across the dance floor as the music swirled around them in the wind. In truth he was blocking the music out, he was just happy that she was with him and was allowing him to dance with her for one. He continued to move her around, the smile never leaving his face and his eyes never leaving hers for a second, it was almost like he was drowning in her blue gaze. This was the best Valentines Day ever. Normally you spend time with your girlfriend or wife, not hook up with someone on the night. He’d been ready to sit this one out, to spend it alone, but this was really perfect. He really wanted to kiss her again, but left it...for now.

A little way off Saffron sat by the bar, sipping another pink drink but slowly, she didn’t want to get drunk...knowing the press was outside. She smiled softly and bobbed her foot up and down as she thought. She had to find a way to get the two of them out unnoticed; Camellia couldn’t be spotted as she’d never be left alone if anyone found out now. Best leave it until the relationship was really good, then they’d take the world by storm.

[Camellia Samson]

Camellia took a shuddering breath as they revolved slowly, together. Together. That was the word that she loved, and had never really known the meaning of. She was sure they were meant for each other, just from looking into his eyes. They'd really hit it off--and thanks to Saffron. That girl was truly amazing; she wasn't the Paris Hilton type. She was really generous, and seemed to really like James. Not in that way, hopefully. Well no, she'd said she liked him as a brother. Saffron was a great person, and so was James. Tearing her eyes away from his for just a second, she looked around. Thankfully, no one had noticed them. For once. She glanced at Saffron, who seemed to be pondering something. Hopefully they'd find a way to get out without any of those nightly clubbers or the press knowing they had even been there...maybe Saffron could help with that.

I'll be in debt to that girl forever. The thought ran through her mind, and she smiled as she turned back towards James. It was true; Saffron had been the origin of her good luck. And now, it was time to do something daring. She smiled at him, bringing her face closer. She raised her arms, wrapping them around his neck. Loose, but not too loose. That was what she'd learned. She moved closer, closer, until her sharp ski-slope nose was touching his. She didn't want to do anything else; she'd shown what her goal was. The next move was his, if he wanted to make one.

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[Rose Brennan]

Saffron watched him and her grin widened, but she decided this was their moment for privacy. She got up off her seat and walked over to a man in the corner of the club; a friend of hers and the owner of the club, “I’d like to get them out unseen” she murmured to him and slipped him her car keys, “When they want to leave he can use my car, drive it out back to they can drive around there. I’ll take his car” he nodded in understanding and disappeared around the back. Saffron ran a hand through her hair, ruffling it slightly and looking around the club with interested blue eyes. She stopped and her eyes snapped back to the couple when she realised the song had come to an end.

James’ breath caught in his throat and he gave a small chuckle, his blue eyes dancing as he watched her, he raised on eyebrow and smiled, “Well then” he murmured, trying to think up something to say...but he couldn’t. He pulled her a little tighter and tilted his head, his blonde hair flopping to one side ‘wow, I owe Saffron big time’ he thought, bringing one hand up to cup her cheek in his hand. His lips brushed against hers; then after a moments pause he kissed her again...but properly this time.

[Camellia Samson]

Camellia heard, over the slight murmur of the clubbers, and the ending song, Saffron's voice. Her sharp hearing was one of her favorite parts of herself. As a child, she eavesdropped on everything she could get her hands [or more like ears] on. Thank you, Saffron, she thought to herself, making a mental note to tell the blonde actress that in person. Her aqua eyes never leaving James', she half-closed her eyes as he brushed his soft lips against hers. Good thing she hadn't worn her lipstick and had instead opted for bare lips, because if she hadn't, there would be pink all over James...

She felt his warm, strong hand cup her delicate cheek, and she closed her eyes fully, letting her senses and feelings control her. Of course she'd done this countless times, but never with a guy like this...as he brought his lips to hers and left them there, she also was relieved she'd gone home and brushed her teeth after dinner at a steakhouse. Meat in the teeth while kissing? Gross.

She pulled away from her thoughts and pushed her lips against his, firm but not too hard. She adored those lilting, hesitating kisses, but hopefully there would be time for that later...since Saffron had obviously planned for them to leave together, maybe they'd go to her penthouse for the night. She slid her hand up his neck and into his hair, not too passionately.

OOC//sorry I'm rambling...after this do you want them to go to her house?\\OOC

[Rose Brennan]

OOC: sure, I haven't made James a home yet...can't think of what to post...

[Camellia Samson]

OOC//kay then you can start a thread in her penthouse if you like