“Lisa!” Hugh gasped, putting his hands on her waist and pulling back even as the sounds of cameras being reset and the directors calling for them began to float over from behind the wall. “Ok. Do not do that again.” Her eyes were shocked as she looked at him. “I’m serious. Unless tu want me to haul tu over my shoulder and take tu back to my trailer, whether people are watching o not… stop it.”
    Lisa blinked slowly at him and then smiled flirtatiously, grabbing his arm and pushing him back out toward the hallway. “Come on, Hugh....

So this is the segundo chapter of my fic, i know that the events that appear here had time but is what i imagine that the things could happend until the huli events that we have today , enjoy!! It is a little dramatic one; please review if tu like it o not if I should continueSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS


Finally they finished and the weekend was siguiente so they can rest for at least two days.
In the weekend hugh did his routine like every weekend, go to the boxing, and practice with the band, play the paino , he tried to be busy almost every single hora and not to try to think in...

    The clatter of dice against a felt-lined board startled Lisa out of her script reading, and she rolled her eyes, leaning back in her chair and letting her head fall back as far as it would. “Boys! Some people are trying to concentrate over here!”
    “Apologies, your highness,” Hugh shot back, not even turning around to face her. Greg was eyeing the board suspiciously.
    “Are tu very sure that last mover was legal?”
    “We’re playing British rules, are we not?” Hugh tried, and Greg burst out...

Ok, I know I know it's been quite a while... couldn't decide where I was going with it, didn't want to force it... meh. Anyway, on with the show!

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    Total avoidance. Yes. That was the way to go. To-tal. Toooooooooooooooooooootal… avoidance.
    She could say it twelve other ways too, if anyone cared to ask. It had become her mantra over the past week o so. Totally tubular avoidance. That wasn’t one of her better ones. That’s right, Lisa. tu just march your little self right past his trailer. Is he in there?
    Do we care?...