Regina woke a few hours later, sheets pulled up around her. He was pressed up against her back, his arm clamped tightly around her waist. She felt his breath on the back of her neck and tried to remember why she was in bed with him, again. Carefully she lifted his hand off of her stomach but he stirred and moved closer to her, wrapping another arm around her waist. She was trapped.

She lay still another minute. How was she going to get out of this? She couldn’t wake up with him again. She had to make sure he knew she was serious about not making anything out of this, this thing they had. He took a deep breath and nuzzled deeper into her neck. He was still asleep.

Silently she thought about how she could get out of here without him waking up.

He knew she was awake but he didn’t want her to leave. When he felt her trying to move his hand he made like he was shifting in his sleep and wrapped both arms around her. After a while she eventually fell asleep again, her breathing slowing and steadying. He wanted to wake up with her still there, still in his arms. He’d never wanted that before, from anyone.

A few hours later the sun poured in and they both woke. Eminem took a deep breath and smiled as he felt Regina still in his arms.

“Mm, good morning,” he said before placing a kiss on the back of her neck. It took a second for her to register that she’d actually fallen asleep again before she had gotten to leave. His lips moved up and down her neck to her shoulder while she felt his arms pull her closer to his body.

“I have to go,” she said trying to get up, but his arms were like a vice around her, the more she tried to pull away from him, the harder he pulled her back. After a minute she stopped struggling and thought to herself.

How often did she get this? She’d never gotten treated like this. She’d never had sex this good. Besides, she was enjoying his touching, his kissing. Why couldn’t she just relax and enjoy it while she had it? In a few days his interest would fade and eventually he’d leave her alone. There was nothing wrong in indulging in this, for however long it would last. That was it, she made her decision.

She leaned back into him and sighed, enjoying the feeling of his lips on her skin. He felt the change in her, her muscles loosened as she relaxed against him. He smiled against her skin and said,

“So, you decided to stay.” He couldn’t help being pleased with himself. She’d finally given in to him, and to what he knew she wanted herself.

“I decided to enjoy it,” she replied.

“Good,” he said loosening his grip and turning her on her back, looking down into her eyes. She smiled at him.

“Oh, so you can smile?” he asked sitting up slightly and placing a knee over her hips.

“Yeah, I can,” he leaned down again, reaching up to grab her hands and thread his fingers through hers.

“Did you sleep well?” he asked.

“After what we did? I should hope so,” she laughed. Images of what happened that night flashed through her mind. His fingers tangled in her hair, his face, painted with the look of pure ecstasy as he climaxed, calling out her name, the stars she saw when he kissed her. She couldn’t help but smile.

“You were amazing too,” he said, placing a light kiss on her lips.

“Thanks,” she laughed. He kissed her again, this time pushing deeper, deeper than the physical need for contact. It wasn’t long before she was pushing back into the kiss, breathing hard through her nose. She couldn’t believe he was ready again, but surprisingly so was she. This time however, it was different. He was going slow, he was being gentle. They had nowhere to rush off to. It wasn’t like their first time, fast and hard to quench the need. He took his time exploring her body, covering her body with feather soft kisses.

The phone rang.

“Fucker,” Eminem spat sitting up. He looked at Regina and smiled as she lay there under him, looking back at him with a smile.

“Are you going to get that?” she asked.

“Huh? Oh, yeah, hang on a second,” he said leaning over to the side table and grabbing the phone. He remained seated on her hips as he spoke.

“Hello? No, I don’t want to be disturbed. I don’t give a fuck who it is. No, no one. Who is it? Bizarre? Just put him on the phone,” he said, visibly annoyed. Regina propped herself up on her elbows while she waited and used one hand to finger the chain around his neck. He looked down, watching her movements as he waited for Bizarre to be put on the phone.

“Yeah, hey, Bizarre, what’s going on that couldn’t wait a few more hours until I turned on my cell?”

“Em, you won’t believe this. We took Reggie’s stuff to Dre, this morning. He wants to meet her, today, and if she can spit that good again, he wants to sign her, today,” Bizarre said excitedly.

“Your fucking kidding me!” Eminem replied with a smile. Regina looked up at him.

“No, I’m not, so go get her and bring her to the studio, like yesterday. He can’t wait to meet her.”

“All right, tell him we’ll be there in a hour, all right, it’s the best I can do. Bye Biz.”

“Cool.” Eminem put the phone back on the hook.

“Good news?” Regina asked.

“Really good, come on, we got to get going,” he said jumping off her and grabbing his clothes.

“What do you mean we?” she asked wrapping the sheet around her body and getting off the bed.

“It’s a surprise, come on, get dressed,” he said going to his suitcase and pulling out some clean clothes.

“I hate to be a killjoy, but I’m not going anywhere in those dirty clothes, besides, I need to shower, I’m a complete mess,” Regina replied picking up her pants and wrinkling her nose at them.

“All right, but we got to hurry. You take a shower, I’ll run back to your place and get you some clothes, all right?” he asked throwing on a T-shirt and jeans.

“What is going on?” she asked again.

“I promise you’re gonna love me after this,” he grinned, running towards the bedroom door.

“I highly doubt that, Eminem, come on, what is going on?” she asked again.

“Just go take a shower, I’ll be right back!” he called running out of the room.

“But, hey, wait!” she shouted trying to get to the bedroom door. By the time she got there he was gone.

She shook her head and decided to take that shower. If he was going back to her place to get her clothes, why hadn’t he just taken her? There didn’t seem a point for her to shower here if he was going back to her apartment. Oh well, if he did come back, which she doubted at this point, she’d go with him. If he didn’t come back by the time she was done with her shower she’d just throw on her dirty clothes and go home. She had to start looking for a job anyhow.

What was happening to her? Why was she letting this guy take advantage of her like this? She’d had sex with him two nights in a row, helped him write some lyrics and she’d even spent the morning with him. On top of that he’d lost her job for her. She reminded herself that she hadn’t been with a guy in over six months. She’d held onto Benny until he’d finally told her what she knew all along, he was with someone else. She couldn’t and wouldn’t get attached to him. It was purely physical. He was great sex, that was all. She was sure that in a few days that if she didn’t get away from him she would become attached. Then later it would be that much harder to get over this thing, whatever it really was. Deciding to just take a quick shower and leave, she threw the sheet back on the bed and went to the bathroom. Before she closed the door she looked back at the bed and couldn’t help but smile as it brought back memories of what had happened last night.