Cindy meets us in LA and takes us to our temporary house to cleanup and get Alexander ready for his press conference. A stylist meets us there, it all seems pretty over the top to me. Alexander looks extra hot when they’re done and seems super calm. We head down to Blair’s office. I’m grateful for the underground parking meaning I don’t have … Continue reading Peter’s perfect summer 20
“I can’t believe we’re going home.” I say as we settle into our seats. For once I’m glad of the big seats protecting my cast from being knocked about. Somehow Alexander has wrangled us the front two seats so we are closest together. I look at him and grin. I skipped the pain killers this morning so we could toast the trip properly. Truth is … Continue reading Peter’s perfect summer 19
I come round after the operation feeling pretty disorientated. Alexander is there waiting for me to wake up. “Hey honey.” I say groggily. “You feeling okay?” Alexander asks. I nod, feeling pretty pain free, I must be on the good drugs. “I’ve changed hotels for us, got a massive fancy suite with a harbour view ready for when you can come out. I paid in … Continue reading Peter’s perfect summer 18
At the airport in Sydney I sort out currency then get a cab to the hotel on the itinerary. They won’t let me check in, my name not being on the reservation which is frustrating. Again they have no rooms. I use their wifi to find a room, Tom’s advice echoes through my head and I get a private room in a backpackers. I leave … Continue reading Peter’s perfect summer 17
I wake as the little spoon, Alexander’s arms are around my chest and his leg on top of mine. I pull his arms tighter and murmur my pleasure as Alexander’s lips brush my neck. I feel happy, secure and loved. A knock on the door interrupts our cuddling. “Did you order breakfast?” I ask. “No. I was hoping we could swim then grab something from … Continue reading Peter’s perfect summer 16
The sun is shining, we are on the deck of a yacht in the harbour ready to depart. Alexander was right he’s bait. He has countless pictures taken with everyone. Give piggyback rides to the kids and endlessly repeats lines from the movie. It’s like he’s the entertainment at a kid’s birthday party but so much cuter. I don’t go without notice myself. Phillip says … Continue reading Peter’s perfect summer 15
“Wake up sleepy.” Alexander says kissing my cheek. “Wow you look good. Is it time for you to go?” I ask. “I’m just back. You were totally dead when I got back so I let you sleep. Red carpet all done. I’m all yours.” Alexander says. I reach out and pull him on top of me for more kisses. “Want to go for dinner somewhere?” … Continue reading Peter’s perfect summer 14
Alexander is white as a sheet for the whole flight. He sent off multiple angry emails before takeoff and is now gripping the armrest so tight his knuckles are white, I swear he had veins throbbing in his forehead. He is beyond angry and so far unable to see the funny side. I know better than to try and calm him down right now, especially … Continue reading Peter’s perfect summer 13
I love waking up with Alexander, our morning lovemaking is more sedate than yesterday, a beautiful spooning. Alexander can’t get enough of me. I love that he hasn’t got super early starts, although I know he has a long day ahead with a photoshoot and an evening chat show taping. We swim together again, we have the pool to ourselves and put in a good … Continue reading Peter’s perfect summer 12
As we are checking in to the hotel in Frankfurt a woman approaches us. “HI, I’m Gwen I’ll be your publicist for the rest of the tour. Can you both meet me down here in an hour once you’re settled?” Gwen asks shaking both our hands, she’s a tiny bundle of energy and I’m irritated already. Though happy someone will be helping Alexander at all … Continue reading Peter’s perfect summer 11
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