Alaura watched as a seagull tried to look as adorable as it could, trying to impress the four year old across the way. The toddler was eating a piece of bread that would no doubt make a lovely treat for the bird. She was pulled from her temporary distraction by Zach’s voice. "I don't have one to be completely honest.” He was joking right? Someone that looked like him, single? Then again… she wasn’t anything close to ugly herself, and yet she wasn’t seeing anyone either.. “If you don't want any drama other than on the sets you act on then maybe I shouldn't go with you because I know I would cause a lot of drama if your boyfriend happened to catch me with you," he concluded.
Alaura laughed a little, tucking the rebellious lock of hair that had fallen into her face behind her ear. “You’re right, but I think we’ll be safe since we broke up last year. I’m pretty sure he’s good and over me by now. I know I’m over him.” Alaura watched him, admiring the way his smirk melted into a cool smile. I wonder if what they say about him is true, she thought to herself. The word on the street about the male Elite was that he was a professional heartbreaker. He couldn’t stay faithful to save his life, so they said. He was just so sweet… could he really be that bad? “Well, now that we know neither of us will get in trouble… guess we’re on for tonight.”
She let out a little laugh and glanced back down at her phone. Someone, please tell me what the damn theme of this party is… “So, uh, anyway..” Alaura trailed off, at a loss for what to say. “I’d like to go for a ride on your bike sometime.” The words sounded blurted, and she mentally scolded herself for being so nervous around him. Alaura glanced back at the road, suddenly aware of how close they were to her estate and his. What if the paparazzi found her and shot a picture of her having coffee with him? Oh, the tabloids would explode… Taking another sip of her coffee, she washed the thought away with the sweet of her caramel macchiato.