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I love when you include Urban in your series, and I'm excited to see how this turns out!

Recipe for Love

Chapter One: Gather Your Ingredients

Mia remembered the night vividly it was another industry event where the best of the best mingled in the 5 Star hotel ballroom. She had been feeling practically confident that evening, her black Hervé Léger dress hugging her figure perfectly, her hair styled in an updo. The air was filled with excitement of potential deals, new projects and the thrill of being seen.

Urban had caught her eye early in the night. Tall, with a confident smile, a film camera dangled from around his neck. After a few stolen looks, he finally approached her with a drink in hand. They struck up a conversation naturally, the mutual attraction was undeniable. As the night wore on they found themselves slipping away from the crowd, seeking a quiet corner where they could talk more freely.

“You know, I’ve seen you at these events before.” Urban said, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “But tonight, you look particularly stunning.”

Mia’s cheeks warmed, a genuine smile spreading across her face. “Thank you, Urban. You don’t look so bad yourself.”

One drink led to another, and before long they were leaning in closer, their laughter blending with the soft music playing in the ballroom. Their chemistry seemed electric and it wasn’t long before they found themselves tangled in the sheets of a suite, finally giving in to the magnetic pull that seemed to have drawn them together.

Over the next weeks they continued hooking up, they would meet up in secret, not wanting press in their business. Each stolen moment felt like an escape from their high-profile lives, a secret world where they could be themselves without judgment.

Mia’s best friend Liv invited her out to lunch as she was back in LA from filming a movie in Paris. Liv’s face lit up with excitement. “I have someone I want you to meet!” Her eyes seemed to sparkle with joy.

Mia’s curiosity was piqued, she couldn’t remember the last time Liv was this happy. “Yeah? Who is is?”

Liv’s grin widened. “My new boyfriend! He’s wonderful, Mia. I really think you’ll like him. We’ve only been dating for 5 months but I think he’s the one.”

Anticipation built from the high praise from Liv as they waited for his arrival. When the door of the cafe swung open and Urban walked in, Mia felt the ground shift beneath her designer heels. He looked equally as stunned, but quickly masked it with a practiced smile. Liv jumped up, throwing her arms around him. “Mia, this is Urban.”

Mia’s heart raced and she forced a smile. “Nice to meet you, Urban.” she said, extending her hand as if they were strangers.

Urban shook her hand, his grip firm but his eyes were filled with unspoken words. “Nice to meet you too, Mia.” He replied, his voice was steady.

The rest of the lunch was a blur. Mia struggled to keep her emotions in check as Liv gushed about her new relationship, unaware of the storm brewing. Urban, of course played his part perfectly, attentive and charming but whenever their eyes met, Mia saw the guilt and uncertainty he was desperately trying to hide.

That night, alone in her apartment, Mia tried to process what had happened. She felt torn between her loyalty to Liv and the secret she now shared with Urban. Their affair had been exciting and intense, but it had to end. Liv’s happiness was too important to jeopardize, their friendship was too important to lose.

Mia texted Urban, asking to meet. They found a discreet cafe where they could talk without the fear of being recognized. “This has to stop.” her voice trembling slightly. “Liv deserves better than this.”

Urban nodded, his expression somber. “I know. It was never supposed to get this complicated.”

Mia rolled her eyes. “This all could’ve been avoided if you had told me you had a girlfriend! But I’m not going to keep lying to her.”

“Neither can I,” Urban agreed. “I’ll tell her the truth. She deserves to know.”

Mia shook her head. “No. You don’t have to. Just end it with me and be good to her. That’s all I ask.”

Urban reached out, taking her hand. “I will. I promise.”

Mia’s thoughts were interrupted when the crowd erupted in cheers in the same hotel ballroom she first met Urban. She watched as he got down on one knee, presenting a beautiful ring, one she knew was perfect for Liv. She clapped along, her face with a mask of congratulations. Mia needed to get out, to think, to process the whirlwind of emotions crashing over her.

As the crowd surged forward to congratulate the newly engaged couple, Mia knew she couldn’t avoid the inevitable. Steeling herself, she approached Liv and Urban, her smile firmly in place.

“Congratulations, Liv!” Mia exclaimed, pulling her friend into a warm embrace. “I’m so happy for you!”

“Thank you, Mia!” Liv beamed, her eyes sparkling with joy. “This is the best night of my life.”

Mia turned to Urban, who was watching her with a look that sent a shiver down her spine. He stepped forward, extending his hand. “Mia,” he said, his voice smooth. “Thank you for being here. It means a lot to both of us.”

Their hands met in a brief, tense handshake. As their eyes locked, Mia saw a flicker of something in his gaze—a mix of recognition and regret that only she could understand. She forced a smile, trying to keep her composure. “Congratulations, Urban,” she said, her voice steady. “You two make a wonderful couple.”

Urban’s knowing look lingered a moment longer before he nodded. “Thank you, Mia. We’re really happy.”

Mia managed a nod, her heart pounding. She needed to get away, to breathe. Excusing herself, she slipped out onto the balcony, the cool night air a stark contrast to the warmth inside. She leaned against the railing, staring out into the night, her thoughts a mix of guilt, sadness, and a strange sense of loss.

Despite her lack of feelings for Urban now, the memory of their affair gnawed at her conscience. She knew she should tell Liv the truth, but seeing her friend so happy made the decision agonizingly difficult.

“Mind if I join you?” a soft voice interrupted her thoughts. Startled, Mia turned to see a handsome man with an easy smile standing nearby. He wore a tailored suit, but the warmth in his eyes and the gentle way he held himself made her feel at ease.

“Sure,” Mia replied, trying to sound casual. She wasn’t in the mood for company, but something about the guys presence was oddly comforting.

“I’m Jack, by the way. I’m a close friend of Urban.” He extended his hand. “And I apologize if I’m intruding. I know who you are, and I figured you might want some space.”

Mia shook his hand. “It’s okay, really. It’s nice to meet you, Jack. I didn’t expect anyone to recognize me here.”

Jack chuckled softly. “Well, it’s hard not to recognize a famous model when she’s standing right in front of you. But I didn’t mean to interrupt. I just saw you out here and thought you might need someone to talk to.”

She just shrugged her shoulders and continued looking at the skyline. As the night progressed, the vibrant energy of the party began to wear on Mia. Jack, noticing her restlessness, leaned in closer. “Want to get out of here?” he asked, his eyes filled with mischief and a hint of adventure.

Mia hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “Sure, why not? Lead the way.”

They slipped out of the party unnoticed, Jack led her through a series of winding streets until they arrived at an old, abandoned building. The structure stood tall and imposing, its once grand facade now worn by time.

Mia glanced around, a playful smirk on her lips. “Are you going to hurt me?” she joked, her tone light but with a hint of curiosity.

Jack chuckled, shaking his head. “No, nothing like that. This is just a place I come to when I need to think. It’s kind of my secret spot.”

Mia looked up at the building, intrigued. “What’s so special about this place?”

Jack’s expression softened as he gazed at the building. “One day, when I make enough money, I’m going to buy it and turn it into a restaurant. I’ve always dreamed of having my own place, and I think this building has a lot of potential. I come here to remind myself of what I’m working towards.”

Mia was touched by the vulnerability in his voice. “That’s a beautiful dream, Jack. I can see it now, a cozy restaurant with amazing food. You’d make it something really special.”

Jack smiled, a hint of pride in his eyes. “Thanks, Mia. It means a lot to hear that.”

They wandered around the building, Jack pointing out where he envisioned the dining area, the kitchen, and even a small rooftop garden. Mia could almost see it, the empty shell of the building coming to life in her mind with Jack’s descriptions.

As they explored, their conversation flowed effortlessly. Jack shared stories of his culinary journey, his struggles and triumphs, and his hopes for the future. Mia found herself opening up as well, talking about her modeling career, the pressures she faced, and her desire to find something more meaningful.

“I’ve always been in the spotlight,” Mia admitted, her voice soft. “But sometimes, I feel like I’m just playing a role. I want to find something real, something that’s mine.”

Jack nodded, understanding in his eyes. “I get that. It’s hard to find authenticity in a world that’s so focused on appearances. But I think you’re already on the right path. You just have to keep following your heart.”

They eventually settled on the building’s rooftop, the city lights stretching out before them in a dazzling display. The night air was crisp and refreshing, and for a moment, it felt like they were the only two people in the world.

“This place is amazing,” Mia said, her voice filled with awe. “I can see why you come here to think.”

“Yeah,” Jack replied, his gaze fixed on the horizon. “It helps me stay grounded. Reminds me of where I’ve been and where I want to go.”

Mia looked at him, feeling a deep connection forming. “Thank you for sharing this with me, Jack. It’s been a long time since I felt this… at peace.”

Jack turned to her, his eyes softening. “I’m glad I could help. And thank you for trusting me enough to come here.”

Mia gave him a smile, before sighing knowing it was getting late. She had an early shoot the next morning, and didn’t want to wake up with bags under her eyes.

“Ready to head back?” Jack asked before she could. Mia gave him a nod and they took the short walk back to the hotel to part ways.

They reached the parking area, where Mia’s sleek, luxurious car was parked under a streetlight, its polished surface gleaming.

Jack let out an impressed whistle, his eyes widening. “Wow, Mia. This is one fancy ride.”

Mia laughed, a bit self-conscious. “Yeah, it’s one of the perks of the job, I guess.”

Jack shook his head, still admiring the car. “It’s not just fancy, it’s stunning.”

He looked around, spotting his own car parked a few rows away. “Well, I guess this is where we part ways.”

Mia nodded, feeling a pang of disappointment that the night was ending. “Yeah, I guess so.”

They stood there for a moment, neither wanting to say goodbye just yet. Finally, Jack reached for her hand and gave it a squeeze before letting go. “Goodnight, Mia.”

“Goodnight, Jack,” she replied, watching as he walked to his car.

Mia climbed into her own vehicle and started the engine. As she drove home, her mind replayed the events of the evening, the connection she felt with Jack, and the easy, genuine conversation they shared. Despite the complicated emotions surrounding Liv and Urban, the night had been unexpectedly wonderful.

Once she arrived home, Mia went through her usual bedtime routine, though her thoughts were still filled with Jack. She changed into comfortable pajamas and climbed into bed, feeling a sense of satisfaction and contentment.

But as she settled in, a sudden realization hit her: she hadn’t gotten Jack’s number. Her heart sank, the excitement of the evening giving way to a wave of disappointment.

As she drifted off to sleep, Mia held onto the hope that they would run into each other again. The connection they had was too genuine to let slip away, and she was determined to see where it could lead.

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AN: new series (I promise I won’t abandon it) it probably won’t be more than 10 chapters 🫶

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This was fantastic from beginning to end!

Don’t Like The Lights

Sequel to Flashing Lights series, must read Flashing Lights first to understand

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3. Still Down

If I put all my faith to you, will you be faithful? Hold me down baby I know that ain't easy to do

“Hi! I’m here a little early…wearing sparkly pants.” Maryse Monet’s message reads like pre-emptive admin before a blind date but, in reality, it’s not necessary: the 25-year-old singer/actress is instantly recognizable and not just to me. As I arrive a young woman approaches her and asks for a selfie. “Your music changed my life.”

Maryse immediately pulled the young woman in a tight embrace and thanked her, making sure the fan knew how much she appreciated it.

We had originally had a reservation booked at a fancy restaurant in New York City. Maryse’ suggested we meet at this charming deli shop out of the state of NY, much to our bewilderment. It was only upon our arrival that we discovered the reason behind her unconventional choice – she had recently made Kentucky her new home.

“New York will always hold a special place in my heart,” she confided. “But now, my heart is in Kentucky. It’s a welcome change of pace.” While not explicitly mentioned, it was evident that her relationship with her rapper Jack Harlow played a significant role in her decision to make the move.

In the wake of her recent Grammy wins, we begin to discuss the impact of her success on her upcoming sophomore album and whether the accolades added pressure to her creative process.

“Winning two Grammys for my debut album was truly surreal and humbling,” Maryse began, her eyes reflecting a mix of gratitude and determination. “While there’s certainly an added level of expectation with each release, I see it more as an opportunity than pressure.”

Maryse went on to explain how the recognition reaffirmed her artistic vision and gave her the courage to push the boundaries even further with her new album. Rather than feeling constrained by expectations, Monet embraced the challenge as a chance to elevate her craft and connect with her audience on a deeper level.

“As an artist, I’m always evolving and exploring new avenues of expression,” she continued, her voice brimming with enthusiasm. “The Grammys serve as a reminder of the impact music can have, and I’m excited to channel that energy into my sophomore album.”

When I asked her how the sophomore album is going, Maryse's eyes began to sparkle as she leaned forward like she was about to tell me a secret. “I’ve been pouring my heart and soul into the writing, exploring new themes and melodies that reflect where I am in life right now.”

“With my debut, I was in this whirlwind romance, and every lyric seemed to overflow with joy and passion,” she recounted with a wistful smile.

While on tour last year it was revealed that she and Jack Harlow had broken up after being together for almost a year.

“This time around I found myself navigating the painful aftermath of a breakup,” she confided, her voice tinged with vulnerability. “What was meant to be a continuation of love songs transformed into a raw exploration of heartbreak.”

She went on to describe how the experience of love and heartbreak had shaped her songwriting. “This album feels like a deeply personal journey,” she explained, her expression thoughtful yet resolute. “This next album will be the breakup album everyone thought they were getting with the first one.”

And what does Jack Harlow think of having break up songs about him?

With a playful grin, Maryse quipped, “Oh, you mean my muse? He’s been incredibly supportive throughout this whole journey.” Chuckling, she added, “He’ll be fine with the heartbreak songs. He knows it’s all part of the process.”

When Maryse isn’t working on music, she’s reading scripts. Fresh off her role as Belle in the live-action adaptation of Beauty and the Beast, she’s now set to appear in the remake of The Color Purple. “Acting is a new challenge for me, but it’s incredibly rewarding,” she said.

Leaving the deli, I felt a profound sense of respect for Maryse Monet. She’s a testament to resilience and creativity, navigating the complexities of love, heartbreak, and success with grace. Her journey from New York to Kentucky, from singer to actor, and from heartbreak to healing is one that inspires and captivates. As she continues to evolve, one thing is certain: the world hasn’t seen the best of Maryse yet.

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As Maryse walked into the house, she felt a wave of exhaustion run through her. Today at the studio was emotionally taxing and she was happy to finally be home. She kicked her shoes off and placed them on the shoe rack, and let out a sigh of relief.

In the living room, Jack was lounging on the couch flipping through a magazine. As Maryse walked closer she noticed it was the latest issue of Vogue, featuring her on the cover. Jack looked up, a broad smile spreading across his face as their eyes met.

“Hey there, superstar!” He greeted, setting the magazine aside and standing up to hug her. “How was the studio?”

“Tiring, but good,” Maryse replied, melting into his embrace. “What about you? How was your day?”

“Pretty relaxed,” he said, holding her at arm’s length and looking her over. “I spent some time reading this.” Jack gestured to the magazine. “I’m so proud of you, you know that?”

She blushed, feeling a mix of pride and shyness. “You read the whole thing?”

“Every word,” he confirmed, his eyes twinkling with admiration. “It’s a great article. You come across so genuine and talented. They captured you perfectly.”

Maryse laughed softly, shaking her head. “I don’t know about that, but it was a fun interview. And it was kind of nice, meeting at Morris Deli and then walking around the Highlands. Felt more personal.”

He nodded, his expression turning serious. “I loved what you said about New York and Kentucky. ‘New York always has a special place in my heart, but now my heart is in Kentucky.’ That hit home.”

“Well, it’s true,” she replied softly, reaching out to take his hand. “This place, this life we’re starting to build here… it’s special.”

Jack pulled her close again, kissing her forehead. He grinned playfully, “Oh, you really love me, huh?” he teased.

Maryse laughed, feeling her cheeks warm. “Well, you’re pretty special,” she replied, matching his playful tone. “I guess you could say you’re worth the move.”

He chuckled, pulling her even closer. “Worth leaving the big city for small-town life? That’s saying something.”

She nodded, looking up at him with affection. “Yeah, it is. But honestly, being with you feels like home no matter where we are.”

Jack’s expression softened, and he pressed a soft kiss to her lips. “I feel the same way,” he said quietly. “I was just messing with you. I know how much you’ve given up to be here, and it means the world to me.”

She smiled, her heart full. “It’s not giving up anything when it means being with you. Besides, Kentucky has its charm. I’ve discovered a lot of things I love here.”

He raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise. “Oh, really? Like what?”

Maryse pretended to think for a moment, tapping her chin. “Well, despite all the white people… everyone is friendly, the scenery is beautiful, and there’s this amazing guy I get to come home to every day.”

He laughed, shaking his head. “You’re too much.”

She leaned in, planting a quick kiss on his lips. “And you love it.”

Jack sighed contentedly, pulling her into his lap. “Yeah, I do. More than anything.”

As they continued cuddling on the couch, Maryse couldn’t help but think about how hectic the coming year was going to be. Her schedule was packed with studio sessions, promotional events for the Color Purple.

The excitement of her career’s momentum was tempered by the nagging worry that their busy lives might pull them apart again. She didn’t want a repeat of last year, when their packed schedules had created a wedge between them.

She took a deep breath and snuggled closer to Jack feeling the warmth of his body against hers. “Hey,” she said softly, her voice tinged with hesitation. “Can we talk about something?”

Jack looked down at her, concern etched on his face. “Of course, what’s on your mind?”

She bit her lip, gathering her thoughts, and he gently pulled her lips away with his thumb, stopping her. “Don’t do that,” he murmured. “Talk to me, M.”

Maryse sighed, trying to organize her thoughts. “This year is going to be really busy for me. Probably even busier than last year. And while I’m excited about everything, I’m also worried. You know how things got between us when we were both so busy.”

He nodded “Yeah, I remember. It was tough.”

“I don’t want that to happen again,” she continued, Maryse’s voice barely above a whisper. “I know this year is supposed to be your reset year, and I don’t want to mess that up for you. I just… I don’t want us to drift apart.”

Jack pulled her closer, his grip tightening protectively. “Hey, we’re not going to let that happen again. We’ve learned a lot from last year. We’ll make time for each other, no matter what.”

She sighed, feeling a bit more reassured but still worried. “I know, but it’s hard. We both have so much going on. I just don’t want us to become strangers living in the same house.”

He lifted her chin, making her look into his eyes. “Listen to me. You’re the most important thing in my life. We’ll figure it out. If it means rearranging my schedule to be with you, I’ll do it. This reset year isn’t just about my career; it’s about us too. And I’m not going to lose you again.”

Maryse smiled, feeling a tear escape and roll down her cheek. “Thank you. I needed to hear that.”

Jack wiped the tear away with his thumb and kissed her gently. “We’re a team, remember? We’ll face this together.”

Maryse nodded and was quiet before a thought popped in her mind. “Maybe we should go on vacation before it gets too busy.”

He grinned, his eyes lighting up at the idea. “That sounds perfect. I haven’t been on a real vacation in years. Any place in mind?”

She thought for a moment, then said, “Somewhere quiet and relaxing. Maybe a beach? We could use some sun and sand.”

“That sounds amazing,” Jack agreed. “A chance to unwind and just be with each other.”

She nodded, feeling a surge of excitement at the thought. “Yeah, just us, away from everything. We need that.”

Jack kissed her forehead, a look of determination in his eyes. “Let’s make it happen. I’ll handle all the planning. You just pack your bags.”

“Just so you know,” Jack said, a playful smirk on his face, “I’m probably gonna burn in the sun while you get a nice tan.”

Maryse laughed, playfully nudging him. “I’ll make sure to bring plenty of sunscreen for you, don’t worry.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he replied, shaking his head with a chuckle. “I’m serious though. I turn into a lobster if I’m out in the sun too long.”

She grinned, loving the banter. “Guess I’ll just have to keep you in the shade then. Or maybe we can alternate between sunbathing and hiding under an umbrella.”

“Sounds like a plan,” he said, pulling her closer. “As long as I get to spend time with you, I don’t care where we are or what we do.”

She smiled, feeling a wave of warmth and love. “Same here. I just want us to have some time to relax and enjoy each other’s company.”

He kissed her gently, his eyes filled with affection. “It’s a date then. We’ll escape to the beach and have the best time ever.”

She nodded, her heart full. “I can’t wait. It’ll be perfect.”

“I’m thinking we hit up a nude beach,” Jack teased, not being able to hide the mischievous grin spreading across his face.

Maryse couldn’t help but gasp and playfully hit his arm. “You’re unbelievable!”

Jack laughed, enjoying her reaction he leaned in, stealing a quick kiss. “What? It could be fun! Totally freeing, you know?” He pecked her lips again, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

She shook her head, giggling. “I don’t think so. The only person who gets to see me like that is you.”

“You damn right!,” he said, still chuckling before he kissed her again, softer this time. “But you have to admit, it would’ve made for an interesting vacation story.” Another kiss.

“Sure,” Maryse replied, rolling her eyes with a smile as he kissed her again. “Maybe in an alternate universe.”

He laughed and continued to steal kisses between words. “Alright, no nude beaches,” he said, punctuating each word with a quick peck. “But seriously, anywhere with you is perfect.”

She smiled, her heart swelling with love. “Just us, no phones, no work.”

“Deal,” he said, kissing her forehead, finally giving her lips a break. “It’s going to be amazing.”

Jack then smiled, pulling her closer. “Alright, no more yapping. Let’s go cuddle.”

He stood up and offered his hand, helping her off the couch. She took it with a tired smile, leaning into him as they walked to the bedroom, hand in hand.

Once they were under the covers, he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. The warmth of his body against hers was comforting, a feeling she had missed during their time apart. She rested her head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.

“Goodnight, M.” he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of her head. His voice was soft, filled with affection and relief that they were together again.

Maryse snuggled deeper into his embrace, feeling safe and content. “Goodnight, Jack. I love you.”

“I love you too,” he replied softly.

As they lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, the world outside faded away, leaving just the two of them in their cozy little bubble. The tension and worries of the day melted away, replaced by a profound sense of peace.

Maryse laid still for a moment, listening to the steady rhythm of his breathing. Then, unable to resist, she gently poked him in the side.

“Are you asleep?” she whispered, her voice barely audible in the quiet room.

Jack groaned softly, opening one eye. “Well, I was,” he teased, a sleepy smile tugging at his lips. “What’s on your mind?”

“Nothing, I’m just so glad we’re together again,” she whispered, her voice barely audible as sleep began to overtake her.

“Me too,” Jack whispered back, watching her as her breathing evened out and she drifted off to sleep. He stayed awake a little longer, his mind drifting over the events of the past year and the journey that had brought them back to each other, but none of that mattered anymore as Maryse was finally back snuggled underneath him.

He kissed the top of her head, a smile playing on his lips as he closed his eyes. The familiar rhythm of her breathing, the way she fit perfectly against him—it was all he needed to feel at peace. For the first time in months, he felt truly at home.

As sleep began to claim him, he held onto the thought of how lucky he was to have her back in his arms. No matter how busy their lives might get, this was what mattered most: the love they shared and the promise to face everything together.

And with that comforting thought, he finally drifted off to sleep, happier than he’d been in a long time.

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AN: little filler chapter! next chapter is when the real fun begins and they go on vacation :) let me know your thoughtsssss

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