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a pleasant catered lunch around noontime, the director, John,
joined the group. They were engrossed in setting up scenes and
Now that John was
on board, Sheridan and Angel weren't too sure if their services
would still be needed. The location shots were found and permits
received; some of the outdoor shots without actors had been
filmed. The sets had been built and designed to the boys' specifications;
the cast had been assembled and the script was ninety percent
complete. After about another week, their services may not be
This thought came
to Sheridan as she was mulling over all the work that had been
completed. She started to feel nervous at the thought that she
and Angel may not be involved in this project anymore. A sad
and depressed feeling began to worm its way into her head.
Angel looked over
the conference table to see Sheridan's distraught features and
her posture. Angel knew something was bothering Sheridan. She'd
seen her in this state in the past. But what the hell could
have happened? Angel quickly scanned through all the material
the group just spent the past two hours reviewing. Jumping on
her computer, she looked at the itinerary the girls had set
up for themselves. According to their timeline, everything was
running ahead of schedule.
Angel began thinking
back over the day. Maybe Sheridan was having doubts about asking
Kevin over for dinner.
Angel decided she
needed to get Sheridan out of the room so she could talk to
her. However, she didn't want to interrupt this meeting. Clearing
her throat a couple of times to get Sheridan's attention, Nick
leaned over to Angel and asked if she needed any water. Saying
'no thank you,' Angel realized she had interrupted the meeting
and gave a guilty smile, and mumbled a sorry. Angel caught Sheridan's
attention and tossed her head towards the door. Sheridan understood;
she excused herself. Angel followed suit.
Gene looked at his
watched and chuckled to himself. "Why don't we take a fifteen
minute break before we finish up the last bit?" Everyone
stood and stretched their legs, visiting the restrooms and grabbing
a sugar snack and coffee.
Meanwhile, back in
the women's restroom, Angel and Sheridan were talking quietly.
wrong? You look so upset."
"Oh… I do? I
didn't realize it showed," her voice trailed off. "Have
you thought about us and this project after our timeline is
Angel thought about
what Sheridan had said, "Truthfully? No I haven't. I haven't
had much time to think these last few weeks. Why?"
Sheridan spoke softly,
"What if they don't need us anymore? I mean technically
we've held up our end of the contract. I know Gene said we would
be staying on through the filming, but listening to John out
there, I don't know. I mean do they really need us for rewrites.
Don't get me wrong, he's an excellent choice as a director for
this film. He's going to make this bigger and better than I
would ever have imagined… it's just, do you think he'll want
us on board?"
Angel was completely
confused and distraught now. She never thought about it. She
honestly never read the fine print in her contract and now she
was starting to panic. Feeling slightly light-headed, she slid
down the cold, tile wall.
you are fine. Nothing is going to happen. Breathe in and out…
in and out… that's it." Sheridan was coaching her out of
a panic attack.
Suddenly the door
opened and Marybeth came in. "Oh my God, is Angel alright?
Does she need medical attention? Oh my God, I'll be right back."
Marybeth almost ran out the door until Sheridan's voice called
is fine. She's just having a slight panic attack that is all.
Give her a few minutes." Sheridan plastered on a smile.
She hoped Marybeth hadn't picked up their conversation nor would
she tell the others about Angel's current state.
"You both look
pale," Marybeth commented. "Is everything alright
with your two?" Marybeth's face showed concern and Angel
thought she may be able to help answer their million dollar
fine. Sorry I scared you. May be you could answer a question
for me?" Angel avoided Sheridan's eyes. She felt them boring
into the side of her head, but ignored it.
"You know the
contracts we signed?" Angel continued.
"Well, we were
wondering what happens if John doesn't want Sheridan and I working
while the project is being filmed. Can he kick us off, fire
us, tell us thanks and goodbye, on this project?"
back to their contracts trying to remember if anything was unsual
written in them. Their contracts were against the norm to begin
with. "Honestly, I don't think so. The boys were very specific
with Gene and insisted that both of you stay on this project
until it was completed. If I remember the exact phrase that
was used, 'they know us better than we know ourselves.'"
Marybeth grinned. She now understood why the women looked so
pale and scared. "You have nothing to be worried about,
I can assure you. Would you like to talk to Gene? I'm sure he'd
be more than happy to talk to you about this."
Angel smiled and
looked toward Sheridan. Sheridan's facial features softened
and she knew what Marybeth had said was true.
We needed to hear that." Sheridan, Angel, and Marybeth
walked out into the corridor only to be met by the rest of the
Shaking his head,
Howie mumbled, "I still don't get it," as he walked
towards the conference room.
As the group made
its way back, Gene and John were engrossed in a conversation.
Gene stood up and clapped his hands together. "Okay troops.
I think that's it for today. Oh guys, can you stay for a bit?
I want to go over the budgets with you."
Angel and Sheridan
packed up their things. Angel leaned down to Nick's ear whispering,
"Why don't you and Kevin plan to come to dinner around
Nick shook his head
up and down. "I'll call if we are going to be late, k?"
Angel smiled, "That
would be great." Giving his arm a squeeze, she left the
room, followed by Sheridan.
On their way home,
they stopped at a local grocery store to pick up the ingredients
Angel needed to make dinner with. "How about I make lasagna,
with Scali bread, and a nice mucaline salad with dried cranberries
and goat cheese for dinner?"
Sheridan wasn't about
to complain as long as she didn't have to cook, "Sounds
good to me."
On the ride back
to their apartment, Sheridan was bugging Angel about her date
with Nick last night. "Tell me. You know you want too."
"It was pretty
low-key. We went out to dinner at that Irish pub and then back
to his place."
Angel was having fun torturing her roommate.
"Oh come on,
I KNOW the night didn't end there. What did you two do once
you got back to Nick's place?"
"Aren't we nosey?"
Angel was laughing.
Then Sheridan's whining
began, "Awwww, come on Angel… pleeeease tell me. I have
no sex life. Let me try and live it vicariously through you."
"Ew, that doesn't
sound right, but whatever. Okay. Then we went back to his place
and he gave me the most relaxing, wonderful massage. I felt
like Gumby when he finished."
Sheridan was shocked,
"Wait. Carter did this? For you?"
Angel was grinning,
"Yup. Just for little ol' me."
"So, what are
you guys now?"
"Huh? What do
you mean?" Angel was now confused.
"Are you guys
dating? Official? What?" Sheridan practically yelled.
"I don't know.
We haven't discussed what to "officially" call ourselves."
Angel used quotation marks in the air when she said the word
"So…how do you
feel?" Sheridan questioned further.
"I feel great."
Angel had to make a smartass remark.
groaned, "You know what I mean Angel."
we cranky." Angel rolled her eyes, "Okay fine, I like
him. You happy?"
"Would you tell
me something I don't know? Of course, you like him. Even I could
figure that out."
"Then why did
you ask?" Angel questioned. "I don't know where this
relationship is going and I don't want to think about it. I'm
enjoying his company and I have a really good time when I'm
with him. I don't want to ruin it by questioning it, okay?"
"Yes. I understand Angel." Turning into their parking
lot, the girls saw Patrick waving 'hello' to them. "Oh
great" both of them mumbled.
Patrick helped the
girls carry their groceries up to their apartment. "Wow.
What are you making tonight Angel?"
Nothing special" Angel shrugged. "Thanks for your
Anytime ladies." Patrick said before he left and closed
the door behind him.
for a game plan." Sheridan said as she looked at her watch.
"How long will it take to make dinner?"
"About an hour
or so." Angel responded while looking at the clock, which
read five o'clock.
Sheridan yelled as she began running around the apartment to
clean it up.
later, Nick called to say they were on their way and to ask
if they wanted them to stop and pick up anything.
"Nope, I'm all
set. See you when you get here." Angel beamed into the
phone. With a kick in her stride, she went to the bathroom to
freshen up; once she managed to kick Sheridan out of it.
being fair, I'm not done!" Sheridan complained as Angel
muscled her way in.
about it, I'm sure if you answer the door in your bra and underwear
that Kevin wouldn't mind."
Sheridan left Angel alone with a slight smile.
Angel began to laugh,
"That will give you something to think about while you
"That was unfair!"
Sheridan yelled back.
Sheridan looked around
in her closet, this was to be a simple dinner with friends,
it wasn't a date so what could she wear? She settled on a pair
of black pinstripe pants with a brown belt paired with a white
satin backless halter-top. Pulling on a pair of brown pumps,
she was ready.
After a last check
around the apartment, straightening a few pillows, she pronounced
the room ready but not herself. "I can not believe I am
this nervous. He's been here before, I don't know why I'm this
uneasy about this."
Looking over at the
table, she saw a napkin that didn't look quite right. Walking
to the table, she grabbed the napkin and refolded the linen
rectangle to look like the others. Then she spied the candles
on the table and thought that it might not set the right mood.
If it were a romantic dinner for two, it would be fine. If it
were a date between her and Kevin, it would fine. This dinner
was neither. Picking up the candleholders, she set them on the
counter. Now they stuck out like a sore thumb. Grabbing them
once again, she moved around the apartment looking for a place
to put them. The doorbell rang as she cut a path across the
rug to the mantle above the fireplace. "This will do,"
she dropped them on the mantle and went to the door.
Opening the door,
she smiled when she found Kevin and Nick on the other side of
Nick flashed her
a grin, noting that the color almost drained from Sheridan's
face when she saw Kevin standing next to him with a bouquet
of peach colored roses.
Kevin held the roses
out, "For the table and for you. Your kindness warms my
heart and I wanted to say thank you for inviting me."
Nick elbowed Kevin
and began to chuckle, "Dude, you invited yourself."
Kevin snorted, "Yeah
I did, didn't I."
Both of the men stood
in the hall, finally Kevin placed a hand on the door and pushed
it back slightly towards Sheridan. "Are you going to invite
"Oh geez, I'm
sorry. Please, please come in." Sheridan closed her eyes
to hide her embarrassment. 'You're so stupid sometimes,' she
groaned to herself.
Nick walked in and
began to shout for Angel, Kevin shook his head and closed his
eyes. "Forgive his lack of manners sometimes, he's still
a good guy."
these ladies know us for us. Tell Kevin Backstreet to take a
hike." Nick frowned at Kevin.
In his mind Kevin
still felt he was not part of the cohesive group, so maybe showman
Kevin did slip out, just a little bit. "Sorry," Kevin
Sheridan stood at
the door, still not moving from her spot.
Nick knew the truth,
he was the only one that knew the truth. Angel had written about
him and Sheridan had written about Kevin. Now Sheridan was having
a fan moment. "Sheridan, where is a vase so I can put those
in some water?"
Nick stretched his
arm out and wrapped his hands around the stems of the blossoms.
"Oh yes, they
do need water. It's on top of the refrigerator. I can't reach
it without a step stool. Could you get it down for me?"
Kevin shot across
the room like a cannon. "This one?" he questioned
as he brought down the cut glass vase.
"Thank you Kevin,"
Sheridan smiled as he handed her the vase. Sheridan was starting
to fuss wondering what was taking Angelina so long; these were
her guests too. As she thought about how uncomfortable they
had become, Angel appeared from her room.
Gentlemen. I hope you are hungry. We're having lasagna for dinner,
Scali bread, and a fresh salad with goat cheese and cranberries."
Kevin smiled, "That
sounds delicious. It's been awhile since I had a home-cooked
go to Kentucky and see your Mom before you flew here?"
Nick started yanking Kevin's chain early.
"Yes I did Nick,"
Kevin's head hung low then swung slowly as his eyes narrowed.
Angel kissed Nick
right in front of him and Sheridan.
Sheridan's lips twisted
in an odd manner, then Kevin saw her tense up. She was as uncomfortable
as he was right now.
now, so why hide it. He can bust on me in the open now."
Angel made a faint little laugh but she was dead serious.
Nick was the one
who backed up, "Yes he does, but I'm not going to push
my luck. I'm taller than him and a little heavier than he is."
"And I can still
kick his ass," Kevin laughed as he finished Nick's sentence
for him. He threw his arms up in the air pretending to box with
Sheridan stepped between the two of them. "You need to
behave. We have nosey neighbors and they hear and tell everything."
"Yeah like Patrick,"
Angel rolled her eyes.
"He wants you."
Angel was mixing
the salad greens with her hands, "No he wants you."
"I think he
wants both of you at the same time." Nick laughed.
handle both of us at the same time," Sheridan seemed to
drop all pretenses and uneasiness when Nick spoke.
"Now how would
you know that? You have to give the guy a chance," Kevin
jumped in, desperately trying to belong in this group.
it's confession time, maybe you should tell us whether or not
you did those two women that were at your apartment during the
teleconference?" Angel had pinned Kevin, he had no choice
Kevin cleared his
throat, "I don't kiss and tell."
"At the same
time? That's so icky," Sheridan grabbed the bottle of wine.
Kevin couldn't help
but smile over her reaction but more over the use of the word
icky. Angel rolled her eyes and Nick was fighting a war not
"I mean really,
one woman should be enough. Two is just… just… icky." Sheridan
found the wine bottle opener. She began to struggle with getting
the opener in the bottle when Kevin pulled the bottle from her
Pulling the bottle
back, she glared at him. "I can do it myself."
Kevin checked the
smirk, it seemed Sheridan's mood had changed drastically; maybe
he was closer to getting his answer. Kevin held onto to the
bottle, as Sheridan yanked the opener. Just as he did the cork
came flying out the end of the corkscrew and popped Sheridan
in the eye. A small scream erupted from her that made all of
them wait for one second before jumping to her aid.
Angel was fussing
over her, "Let me see," Angel tried to pull her hand
away. There was no hint of blood but there were tears falling.
Sheridan pushed her away with one hand while covering her eye
with the other. "It just stings. I'm fine."
Nick was now leaning
over her, "Let us see your eye."
"No! My makeup
is a mess."
"Let me see,"
Kevin wrestled her hand away from her eye.
Sheridan tried to
focus but it was difficult when she could only see out of one
eye. "I'm okay, honest," she spoke threw clenched
Angel handed Kevin
a clean dishtowel. It seemed that he was the only one who would
be able to see if she was okay.
"Well we want
to be sure that you are." Cupping her chin in his hand,
he raised her head so that he could get a better look. Leaning
down they were now eye to eye with each other. After scrutinizing
her a little closer he smiled, "You're fine. I don't even
think you're going to have a black eye." Kevin dabbed the
makeup. "You're using good mascara, it didn't even run."
Sheridan felt the
tingling start when Kevin touched her and then she felt her
hormones begin to dance as he leaned down to her face, his long
lashes were such a prominent and fascinating feature to her.
The green eyes that stared intently back at her, one of the
many things that mesmerized her. The fact that his goatee was
just a little off and he had a five o'clock shadow. "I'll
go freshen up; I'm fine."
The moment over the
cork incident seemed prolonged to both of them as two people
touched and stared at each other. Neither Kevin nor Sheridan
saw the look of satisfaction on Angel's face. Nick looked at
Angel and winked.
herself to look at her eye in a mirror and to repair her makeup.
When Kevin watched her walk away, he couldn't help but notice
the feelings that he had inside as well. They weren't the same
as they were when he wanted to just get laid, they were a little
different. Something was attached to this. When the telephone
rang, it snapped him out of his trance.
Turning to Angel,
who frowned as she picked up the phone, "Hello…"
Nick and Kevin watched
Angel's face turn sour and then reflect a pissy attitude. "She's
not here Tom. No, I don't know why she is mad at you. Maybe
you should talk to her tomorrow at work. No, I told you, she's
not here. She went out to a dinner meeting with one of the guys."
Angel hit the end
button on the phone.
Nick looked at Kevin
and then back at Angel. They both watched Angel empty out the
caller id so that the call wouldn't be noticed.
them with a smile. "Who was on the phone?"
I keep telling them we are on the no-call list." Angelina
smiled at the two men who seemed surprised that she had just
lied to her roommate. "Right guys?"
Nick played along. "The door and window people call my
house all the time."
Kevin leaned on the
counter, "I get the leaky basement ones."
Sheridan seemed shock. "But how do they get the number?"
Kevin's eyes slowly
closed and then opened, 'such a blonde' was the phrase that
hit him right between the eyes. "It's a computer Sheridan."
"Oh yeah, those
automatic dialer things. Well let's eat. I feel silly enough."
Sheridan filled all of their wine glasses while Angel began
to serve the salad.
The evening rolled
along leisurely with everyone eating and talking. They were
all very careful to keep it friendly and informal, but then
it began to get personal.
"By the way,
I didn't answer that earlier "icky" question, as Sheridan
referred to it. But if you want to know, the answer is no."
Kevin thought the conversation needed a turn of events and that
he needed to clarify something.
Sheridan's face flamed
red at the thought of that question coming up again.
I've known you since I was twelve. You've done it before."
Nick suddenly dropped his fork.
Sheridan and Kevin looked at him as Nick looked at Angel.
Angel smiled while
her nails dug into his thigh, "There are parts of your
lives that we really don't want to know about."
bit his lip, "Sorry."
Before Kevin left
with Nick to go to the girl's apartment, Marybeth had spoken
to Kevin. She had concerns and went to check on the ladies'
contracts. Even though Marybeth had promised, she thought it
would help reassure the two women if someone knew what they
were so worried about.
"Ya know, I
went over some of the exterior shots that were completed while
I was gone. You have some awesome footage. I'm really getting
excited that this is going to happen. I was nervous at first
with you two being fic writers but with a solid story, a good
director…" Kevin paused to sip his wine. He wanted to see
if they were paying any attention to him or not, they were.
"And you two onboard, no matter what, until the film is
completed and premiered, then I can relax."
Kevin paused once
again and watched the women exchange quick smiles. Both of them
seemed relieved at this point, at least it was physically noticeable.
The dinner conversation began to wane as they retired to the
living room to just sit and talk business.
Sheridan went to
her room and grabbed some sketches of what she felt Kevin had
wanted as a mock set for his apartment. Eagerly she showed him
as Angel and Nick did the dishes and played touchy feely in
the meantime. Kevin caught them once in a tight embrace as they
turned to see if Kevin and Sheridan were looking. Without taking
his eyes off the sketch that sat in front of him, he yelled,
"I saw that, you ain't rubbin' a plate."
Angel squealed and
Nick laughed, "He knows all my moves."
Nick," Angel laughed.
Sheridan sat on the
floor next to Kevin, with her hand on his knee. Silently she
was loving the firmness of the thigh that rested under her hand.
Kevin couldn't help
but notice the nearness of Sheridan. Once she was concentrating
on work, she relaxed and seemed to become less worried about
the confines of space. He liked it, he liked it a lot. He noticed
the beauty mark on her right shoulder and thought about how
sexy it was. Kevin wondered if she had other marks. She leaned
forward and he saw the tawny, sun kissed skin of her back. He
had to stop these thoughts right now. "Hey I talked to
Gene and we came up with an idea for the premiere."
Kevin had Angel,
Nick, and Sheridan's full attention. "Actually it was part
Howie's idea. We were thinking of a big benefit party. We could
charge a minimal fee, say ten dollars, and all the proceeds,
and I mean all of them, would benefit a charity."
"Not any of
yours, I hope," Angel spit it out before she could stop
it. 'God, where is the brain filter when you need it?' she cursed
"No, not ours.
We were thinking that we could split the money between two charities.
One that specializes in music and the other one could be for
a children's charity. Gene said he would check out some reputable
charities and let us know. He also thinks that we should all
hook-up for the premiere."
Kevin spoke the last
line in an even tone, though it wasn't altogether true. He had
been thinking about it and it went against his original train
of thought. However, he had seen that the ladies had put more
hard work, energy, and time into this project than all of them
"What do you
mean hook-up?" Sheridan looked up at him from the floor.
"Dates, as in
you going with us, as dates," Kevin studied her for a second,
not sure what she would say.
"I can't do
that, I have a boyfriend. I don't think he would be too happy."
Sheridan thought of the consequences of this. Tom would be embarrassed
as hell to see her parading around on the arm of a Backstreet
Sheridan. It's part of the project." Kevin was now telling
fib after fib and was hoping he would be able to get in touch
with Gene before Sheridan or Angelina could.
Frowning, she let
out a little breath, "I understand, whatever is best for
Kevin smiled a dazzling smile at her. In his head he was thinking,
this was really low.
a problem for us."
Kevin's head snapped
up, "In the meantime, you two had better keep this relationship
on the down low. Ya hear me?"
Kevin mocked him back. "Well I have to get going. I have
some things to do around my own house tomorrow."
Angel grinned and
asked the question she knew was Sheridan's private fantasy.
"Are you going to cut your grass?"
Sheridan's face turned
beet red again and she began to open her mouth to yell at Angel.
"Nah, but I
do have to trim some bushes," Kevin laughed as he stood
up. He saw that one coming a mile away. "I'll call you
Nick dropped a quick
kiss on Angel, "I gotta go too, he drove."
Angel smirked at him.
"Let's go loverboy,"
Kevin spoke to Nick as he helped Sheridan up off the floor.
Once Sheridan was standing he smiled, "Don't worry about
the premiere, okay? It's months away, we'll work out."
I know we will." Sheridan showed them both to the door.
As she closed the door, she turned her back to it and slid down
Sheridan. Just think what it would be like if you had sex with
the great Richardson instead of just escorting him to the premier
of his new movie." Angel flicked the light off in the kitchen,
it would be awhile before Sheridan moved. Angel laughed as she
went down the hall, a loud, 'I knew it' laugh.
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