All Chapters of Crash Into Me: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

His life had been a series of short term relationships ever since the tragedy. He couldn't seem to find someone who can stick for more than a few months at a time, a year at best. He's had his share of beautiful faces, sexy bodies, young and older, famous and not, he'd lost count on how many women he'd been with. He was largely driven by his sex drive which lead him into relationships based on casual sex. Women swooned over him, and he caved to the temptation. He had enough experience to learn that sex and good looks were not enough to keep a relationship, most of them couldn't even bring him to fall in love like the hopelessly romantic that he was. He knew that his passion for his work and motorbikes sometimes drove women away, and his simple way of life drove almost all of them away because they expected something rather posh from one of the highest earning actor in the industry. He wasn't ent

She walked a few steps away from the bistro to the streets, and there he was under the street light, leaning on his motorbike, arms folded in front of him. She walked over to him. He tried to asses her expression, but he didn't knew her well enough to do that. "How was the 'not a date' went?" She laughed, "Exhausting." He raised his eyebrows. "Not like that! You know ... long story," she said. "I've got all night ... we can discuss it over beer, or wine? Your choice." "Beer." He mounted his bike, "Beer it is." They stopped by to get some beer on the way back to the cottage. They flipped a coin over which cottage they should have the beers in, and it was Sandy's. They got comfortable on the sofa immediately. Sandy sighed a br

He buried himself in his work, trying hard not to think about her. She didn't come to the set. He kept looking at his phone, no message from her. She busied herself with taking care of Kevin, she didn't contact him because she didn't know what to say to him. He was the only thing that occupied her mind, her heart skipped a beat every time she looked at pictures of him. She went home after dinner, his lights were still off. She went to take a warm bath and indulged herself with a good book on the sofa, a glass of wine and snuggled in her blanket. She missed him so bad but she's not letting herself loose too soon. He came back a little late that night, just a little after 2 AM. Her lights were dim, at least she was back. He took a hot shower to loosen up his tired muscles. He wanted to see her, but it was late and he didn't know if it was appropriate to message her at