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Cosmopolitans and one Corona," the waitress announced as
she carefully placed the third round of drinks for the lively
group on the table.
Nick squeezed the
lime into his beer as he listened to the girls conversation
about MaryAnn's latest on-again, off-again boyfriend.
"Does he have
a brother?" Sheridan asked, "I don't care how old
or young, nor do I care about looks. At this point, I'm not
picky as long as he has a third leg and likes to sleep with
Nick's eyes bugged
out at Sheridan's brassy comment. "You've been hanging
out with Angelina too long."
With a goofy grin,
Sheridan replied, "Yup. She's a bad influence." MaryAnn
watched Angel, as she seemed to turn three shades of red.
"What is this
all about Angel? You were the shyest kid on the block. These
two have been talking about you for the last hour like you are
some kind of party animal hunting for men."
On that note, Sheridan
and Nick were wiping tears from their eyes as they both agreed
simultaneously that pretty much described Angelina.
"Hey, I've calmed
down a bit," she said with a giggle. Leaning into Nick,
she answered her sister, "I was no angel May May."
Angel took a sip of her drink and then slowly licked her lips
seductively. She could see Nick watching her out of the corner
of her eye. Nick adjusted himself in his seat as he cleared
"You don't say,"
MaryAnn replied as she watched her sister tease her boyfriend.
In her alcohol buzzed mind, MaryAnn thought of a great idea.
Clapping her hands together, she said "I've got a great
idea! I'll make a deal with you two," referring to Nick
and Angel. "If you tell me all about how you two hooked
up and what happened to Joey, I'll let you two sleep over my
house tomorrow night so you can have some quiet time together."
Angel bit the inside
of her cheek as she contemplated her sister's offer. Nick's
eyebrows shot up and his eyes sparkled, "Are you serious?"
MaryAnn leaned her
elbows on the table placing her head in her hand, "Dead."
Nick glanced over
to Angel to see what her reaction was. He was surprised that
she wasn't as excited as he was. "It's up to you Angel.
It's mostly your story to tell."
Sheridan wanted to
help breakup the unwanted attention Angel was receiving. "Hey,
if I tell you what happened to me, can I have the house for
MaryAnn eyed her
old friend, "You bet."
Nick jokingly said,
"What? Sheridan, have a one-night stand?" Saying it
out loud made Nick laugh even harder causing Sheridan to frown.
"What's so funny
Carter? It's not like I've never done it before."
Nick coughed trying
to regain his composure, "Of course not Sheridan, but it's
not like you. It's out of your character."
this character hasn't had a real penis in over a year. I'm horny
and I want sex with a real man." Sheridan announced to
the group, and then some as people nearby couldn't help but
Angel whispered. "You want every man to hit on you now
that they know you are looking for nothing more than a good
Nick shook his head.
"I can't believe the conversation we are having. Can we
talk about something else for a bit?" Nick read his watched
and saw that it was only 2:15 PM. He would nurse his last beer;
he didn't want to have to face Angelina's parents drunk. It
was Christmas Eve and he wanted to spend some alone time with
Angelina leaned into
Nick's shoulder to get his attention. "Penny for your thoughts,"
Leaning down, he
kissed her forehead. "Just thinking about us, and being
with you and your family. This trip is very different from when
we went to Florida to be with my family." He said with
"Yeah, for one,
you're freezing your ass off Florida boy." Angel tried
to joke about what he had said. She knew what he meant. Her
mother had cooked a homemade dinner and dessert, during which
time some family members dropped over 'unexpectedly' to welcome
Angel home. Then that morning, Mrs. Lydon brought out some family
albums to show Nick. He was in awe at Angel's pictures. She
was so athletic and never bothered to wear makeup. He came across
her prom picture, which he stared at for the longest time. He
had never gone to his prom before and felt a pang of jealousy
seeing the boy in the tux holding his now-girlfriend. It wasn't
until the college pictures that Nick really paid close attention
to Angel. He could see the sparkle of life in her eyes in her
first two years of college, but noticed a dramatic difference
in her last two years. Her eyes told a very different story;
she was not the same girl. He was surprised MaryAnn never noticed,
especially since she was suspicious and was a cop, always looking
Angel noticed Nick was a hundred miles away in thought. She
watched her sister and Sheridan talking but couldn't hear what
they were saying. "What time do we need to be back at mom's
"We need to
be back by 5 for dinner. Aunt Patty and Uncle Mike are coming
over too." Nick snapped out of his thoughts and pulled
Angel tighter up against him.
Sheridan piped in,
"Oh, can I come too? I love them. Nick, wait 'til they
start telling family stories and about their adventures. You'll
pee your pants laughing." Both Angel and MaryAnn groaned.
Nick smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. Angel noticed Nick's
mood and wanted to talk to him alone.
"Hey May May,
Nick and I are going to go for a drive. I'll be back here to
pick you both up at 4:30, okay?" Nick smiled at his girlfriend.
He definitely needed to talk to her alone. He had so many questions
he wanted to ask her but couldn't figure out when would be the
Walking hand in hand
out of Chiller's, Nick whispered, "You know me too well
sometimes. It frightens me."
"I've read your
facial expressions for a long time, never quite knowing if I
was right or not."
Putting his arm around
her shoulder, he answered, "You're the best babe."
As she reached the
car, Angel unlocked Nick's side first so he could get in. But
before she could, Nick pulled her face to his, claiming her
mouth. As the kiss intensified, both withdrew for some air.
"That was nice." Angel said with a lopsided grin.
She absolutely loved when Nick wore his turtleneck sweaters
and jeans. Throw in his glasses and spiky hair to his already
sexy look; Angel wanted to jump his bones on her family couch
when she first saw him this morning.
Angel drove around
her old neighborhood pointing out all the local attractions
as well as some history she had. Nick felt relaxed as he held
her hand and listened to her speak. He was just thankful they
were alone for a while. He needed to talk to her about telling
MaryAnn what she wants to know so they could have her home for
you going to take MaryAnn up on her offer to let us have a night
alone in her home?"
Angel looked over
to Nick and then quickly back to the road. She pulled into a
parking lot attached to a playground and parked the car. She
turned to look at him and asked, "Honestly? I don't know."
Angel sighed; the last thing she wanted to do was talk about
Nick took her hand,
"Hey, if you don't want to, don't. I was just thinking
that maybe if MaryAnn really knows what happened, she would
be able to run interference with him next time he visits your
parents. If anyone can make him go away and get out of your
life for good, it would be her."
Angel thought about
what Nick said and agreed MaryAnn could make his life miserable
if he ever tried to contact her again. Slowly a smile formed
on her face. "You are one smart man Carter!" Reaching
over, she gave him a tight hug. Pulling away, she ran her hand
down his face, caressing his cheek as she kissed him slowly.
Once the couple separated
for air, Nick noticed it was getting dark outside. "Wow,
what time is it?"
Angel looked at her
watch and mumbled, "Shit. Hold on." Tearing through
side streets, Angel got to the pub in time. She told Nick to
stay in the car; she'd be right out.
As the two drunken
divas got into the backseat of the car, Angel quickly sped towards
"So, what night
should we go back?" Sheridan giggled to MaryAnn.
"Why don't we
meet there at 6PM on the 26th? I get off work at 5 and will
be definitely ready for a drink."
Angel rolled her
eyes. "Hey May May, can Nick and I stay in your house that
night since you've made plans to be out?"
Even buzzed, MaryAnn
was still sharp as a tack. "Of course, but we'll need to
have a little chat beforehand."
"Not a problem,"
Angel replied while smiling at Nick. Nick squeezed her hand.
Angel pulled into
Sheridan's driveway. Turning around to face her, Angel said,
"Okay chica, go straight to the bathroom, brush those teeth
up her face. "I don't want too."
Nick laughed as her
mannerisms reminded him of someone else's. "Don't forget
to call the boss man. If you don't check in with him, he will
drive you crazy until he speaks directly to you. Trust me, I
have the inside track on that one."
Sheridan was thinking
that it just might be a better idea to go home with Nick, MaryAnn,
and Angel. She couldn't move her body off the seat to get out
of the car.
Angel got out of
the car and walked around to help Sheridan out of the car, "Go
spend time with your folks. I'll talk to you tomorrow."
She gave her a big hug and whispered "Merry Christmas."
to you too Angel. Looks like you got St. Nick all to yourself
this year," Angel rolled her eyes as MaryAnn groaned in
the backseat. Nick chuckled thinking how incredibly different
this Christmas was compared to his last year.
Angel continued to
drive towards her home when MaryAnn popped her head between
the two front seats, putting her arms around each of them.
"So, what do
you think of Erie Nick?"
Turning to face her,
"I like it. It's very beautiful to look at. All the white
snow mixed in with the Christmas decorations. It's so different
looking than Florida at this time of year. But I prefer to look
at it from the indoors. I've been freezing my ass off,"
he finished with a chuckle.
"And what an
ass it is," both girls replied in unison. They stopped,
looked at each other and laughed leaving a puzzled Nick staring
"Oh honey, you
know how the fans love your ass. They even gave it it's own
name." Angel said trying to keep a straight face.
"Not to mention
other body parts," MaryAnn mumbled before quickly sitting
back into the backseat, picking her nail polish while secretly
trying to avoid the glare her sister was giving her.
As they pulled into
the driveway, Angel parked next to her Aunt and Uncle's car.
"Oh boy, they're here!" MaryAnn yelled as she ran
out of the side door.
"Wow, she really
misses them, huh?" Nick questioned.
Angel shook her head,
"Nope. She wanted to get the hell away from me before I
dope slapped her for her comments."
Nick took her hand
as they entered her house, "I can see why. You've got one
hellofa dope slap Angel."
Angel's Aunt Patty
and Uncle Mike were definitely the life of the party at the
dinner table. Nick had to learn to time when he took a sip of
his drink. At the start of dinner, Uncle Mike told a story that
made everyone at the table laugh. Poor Nick was taking a sip
of his water at the exact same time and almost spit it out across
the table. He choked for about two minutes before his breathing
returned to normal. Angel's family didn't ask Nick about "Backstreet,"
other than to ask what he did for a living. They kept the conversation
like he was any other average Joe, nothing special. Nick was
relieved to know they didn't care.
After dinner, coffee
and desserts were served in the living room. Aunt Patty and
Uncle Mike left so they could get back home relatively early.
Mr. Lydon had been
eyeing his presents under the tree for the past ten minutes
before his wife caved and said everyone could open up one gift
before bed. MaryAnn was staying at her parent's house so she'd
be there for the Christmas morning ritual.
Nick observed the
interaction among the family members and suddenly felt a little
homesick. He knew his family was having a much different Christmas
Eve than he was. Looking at his watch, he decided he needed
to hear a familiar voice. Excusing himself, he left to go to
the guest room for some privacy.
Back in California,
A.J. was frantically getting his house in order for his company.
He could have cared less what his mother thought; he was more
nervous of what Marybeth would think. Being the typical bachelor,
his house looked like what most bachelor pads would. But AJ
decided to spruce his up a bit and make it more festive and
less bachelor-esque. He arranged to have poinsettia plants delivered
to be displayed around the fireplace and Christmas wreaths to
adorn the windows. A Christmas tree was decorated using white
lights and all angel ornaments. He had gone shopping the day
before and was awaiting its delivery when his cell phone rang.
AJ said in a cheerful tone.
are you sniffing?" Nick asked with a chuckle.
Man. How's the cold treatin' ya?"
my ass off, but it's going great. The snow looks really pretty
from inside a warm house or car. But tomorrow, me and Angel's
dad are going ice fishing. I plan on wearing a couple of pairs
of socks on each foot." Nick said laughing.
fishing on Christmas Day? Did you do something to upset her
parents because that sounds like one way of making you disappear?"
AJ laughed at his own joke.
everything's going great. We're going to get out of the house
so the girls can clean up and get Christmas dinner ready. I
guess Mr. Lydon is sent out of the house every Christmas, but
this year he has company. They are a very nice family and Angel's
older sister, MaryAnn, is a character."
"Glad to hear
you are having a good time. Have you talked to your brother
or any of your sisters yet?" AJ was relieved to hear from
Nick. The boys were a little nervous for him about this visit.
Nick's voice got
quiet, "No, not yet. Part of me doesn't want to call them
but I know I should. I just hate getting put in the middle of
everything. I hate choosing sides."
Nick. Do what feels right to you. But I'm sure your cell phone
will be ringing off the hook. If you don't call, they'll call
right. I will call them, later. So how are your Christmas plans
going?" Nick wanted to change the subject.
Admiring his living
room, AJ replied, "Oh, everything is coming out great.
Just waiting for my food to be delivered and then I'm all set.
They should be here any minute." Just as AJ spoke his last
words, the doorbell rang. "Speak of the devil. Hold on
while I answer it, okay?"
that. I want to ask you something. I got Marybeth a Christmas
gift, and I'm not sure about it.
"Oh yeah, I forgot she was coming to your place for Christmas
dinner. What did you get her?"
"I got her a
pair of earrings and a gift certificate for a spa. Is it too
much? Too little?"
asking me this question? Dude, you should be asking Howie. He
gives the best advice when it comes to dating and gifts."
you've got sisters. What do you think Nick?"
Shocked, Nick replied
that he thought they were great gifts, practical, but ones that
she would enjoy.
"You'll be back
for New Years' Eve, right?"
Sheridan, and I will return on the 28th."
A.J announced, "I'm going to make some plans for all of
us." AJ thought for a second, "Nick, do you and Angel
have plans for New Years' yet?"
you kidding me? We couldn't get passed planning this trip. We
have nothing planned."
got a great idea for all of us."
Nick teased AJ, "And
who would 'all of us' include?"
AJ could sense the
smile on Nick's face, "You'll see on New Year's Eve."
Nick replied. "Okay Aje, I'm going to make one more phone
call then go back downstairs to open one present."
"I guess its
tradition to open all the presents on Christmas morning, but
Mr. Lydon was impatient this year so Mrs. Lydon gave in and
said we could all open one tonight." Nick was laughing
as he told AJ.
"I like Mr.
Lydon," AJ announced.
man, you go do what you have to do and don't upset the little
lady. Give her a big ol' kiss and hug from me. I'll see you
in a few days."
Nick hung up the phone and contemplated his next call. Biting
the bullet, he dialed Aaron's number but was transferred to
his voicemail. Nick left him a message and then proceeded to
dial his Dad and Mom's numbers. No one answered so he just left
messages for all of them.
Returning down stairs,
Nick was greeted by Mr. Lydon. "There you are boy. Come
here so we can open up our presents." Mrs. Lydon dope-slapped
her husband, "Leave the boy alone Seamus! He does have
a family to call on this holiday eve you know! Besides, the
only reason I'm letting you open up one gift is because we have
company this year," Mrs. Lydon gave Nick a wink. He smiled
giving her his Carter charm.
MaryAnn and Angel
watched as their father's eyes grew wide opening up his 'one'
gift for the evening. It was a box filled with new golf balls,
golfing gloves, and a gift certificate to a sporting goods store
to pick up some new clubs.
Mrs. Lydon opened
up her present next. It was a beautiful memory box made out
MaryAnn opened up
her present next. It was an engraved plaque with her picture,
along with a community service award she was given last month.
Nick looked nervous
as he eyed the present given to him. Feeling like a little kid
again, he tore into the paper. Opening up the box, he found
a set of lambskin hat, gloves, and a cashmere scarf to keep
"There you go,
the women were thinking. You'll be needing those tomorrow to
go ice fishing on the lake." Seamus looked over Nick's
Nick looked at Angel
for help, the idea of walking on a frozen lake the size of a
state and then cutting a hole in the ice to fish, seemed a little
insane to him.
"Dad, you are
scaring him," Angel pursed her lips together in frustration.
Nick needed to cover
for himself, "Angel, he isn't scaring me. It's just fishing,
I fish all the time."
Angel knew better
but let it slide as she let out a little puff of air.
Finally, it was Angel's
turn. Opening up her gift, she looked at her mother and father
in horror as she read the name of the store on the box. Darting
her eyes to her sister, she noticed MaryAnn's cheeks were beet
red and her shoulders shook from laughter. Mrs. Lydon noticed
her daughter's reaction and questioned, "What's wrong Angel?
What did you get? Let us see."
got the better of him, and repeated Mrs. Lydon's, "Let
Carefully, she took
off the top of the box. Nick saw the pink and black lines and
knew immediately where it came from. His shoulders tensed a
little bit as he saw Angel slowly remove the paper. Looking
up at her parents, she explained, "It's pajamas,"
and left it at that.
After Mr. and Mrs.
Lydon retreated to their bedroom, Angel gave MaryAnn a piece
of her mind. "Are you crazy? I'm not sure what Mom and
Dad think about what I do and don't do, but this just brings
the thought to the front of their minds…and on Christmas to
boot!" Angel was beside herself. Nick opened up the box
to get a better look. They were sexy, yet classy. He let out
a low whistle as his finger touched the fabric, "Nice taste
MaryAnn," giving her a wink.
boy, go to bed so my sister and I can talk. Then maybe she'll
wear those for you when you sleep over my house." MaryAnn
winked back at Nick.
Quickly, Nick gave
Angel a kiss goodnight and was off to his room for the evening.
Across town, Sheridan
walked around the living room trying to work off the booze before
she called Kevin back.
are you okay?" her father, the worrier, followed her with
his eyes as she paced the room.
"I'm fine Daddy.
I just need to call my boss, but before I do that I need to
The large, gentle
man folded his paper and watched his daughter walk off an alcohol
induced haze. "When were you going to tell us about the
new job?" Harry asked as his eyes glanced towards the kitchen
and the Christmas Eve dinner being placed on the table. "And
what happened to the old job?"
gave up; she wasn't a liar by nature, she sucked at it. Going
over to the footstool next to her Dad's chair, she sat down
with a whoosh. Placing her chin in the palm of her hand, she
puckered up her lips. "Tom fired me," she looked at
her father for support or any type of assurance.
"Why? He had
no cause too, did he?" Harry's eyes leveled on his only
"He said I called
in sick too much and I was no longer productive." Sheridan
blinked, "At least that is what he said."
Harry folded the footrest down on his recliner. "Did you?"
in her seat, "Only after finding out that he was gay and
he broke my heart. I thought he was the one Daddy, I really
did. I think there is more to it though."
Harry stared for
a while, two things came to mind. One, Sheridan couldn't have
been too upset or MaryAnn and Angelina's sleuthing skills would
be in full force. He had to hand it to those two girls; they
were the best people for friends he could hope for his daughter.
At first, he was worried about Sheridan taking off with the
'Wild Angel,' as most people referred to Angelina, to Los Angeles
but he understood it was time. The second one being the young
man who had been calling their home all day looking for Sheridan.
Sheridan stared back at him.
Harry smiled with his eyes.
listening," Sheridan pouted at him.
Sheridan, I'm listening." Harry took two telephone calls
today, both of them from Sheridan's new boss. His curiosity
was getting the best of him since the young man on the other
end of the telephone was extremely polite, a very southern gentleman
with manners. Sheridan's green eyes weren't as vivid as they
usually were. Rubbing his chin absently he could tell she was
still hurting. "What about the new man in your life?"
"I don't have
one Daddy. I'm done with men." Sheridan stood up in a huff
and walked around the room. "All men are jerks and I don't
want a thing to do with them."
Harry tried very
hard not to smile, whenever Sheridan was mad at the male species,
they were sworn off until her dying day or her next crush. He
chuckled as he remembered poor Tommy Fisher tried to win her
heart with flowers at the tender age of twelve. Then there was
the ass that had dumped her for a cheerleader, he was so glad
when that one was over. He didn't think Sheridan would ever
forgive him for wanting to kill the kid. The boy had hurt her
badly. At first, he didn't want Sheridan to move away but in
the end he understood that it was good idea mentally and career
wise for her. Of course, Joyce balked and had a fit but he brought
her around to understanding why it was important. Now there
was Tom who had recently dumped her, her track-record with men
seemed to be failing miserably. Sheridan was kind hearted and
very loving but some days, her smarts were not her strong suit.
"Don't swear men off too long Sheridan, your Mother wants
Sheridan gave her
father a half frown and he smiled back at her knowing what her
answer would be. "But Daddy, men aren't necessary to have
a baby…" She laughed as she watched him put his and up
in the air.
"In my day and
age it is!"
Mrs. Anderson called from the kitchen.
Sheridan put her
hand up to help her Dad out of the chair. "I don't need
your help. I'm not old and feeble."
he was right he didn't, it was the chair. "You need a new
chair Daddy. That thing is falling apart."
"You leave my
chair alone!" he squeezed her hand. "I won't tell
your Mom, but you had better call your boss. He doesn't sound
like the patient type."
Sheridan reached for the phone as she headed into the kitchen.
Grabbing her day planner, she tried his cell phone and hoped
he wouldn't answer.
Kevin answered the phone.
Sheridan turned her back to her parents and smiled.
Me," Kevin spoke as he sacked out on his couch. "Where
ya been? I was worried about you. You were supposed to call
me right away."
"Are you always
going to yell at me if I don't call you back right away?"
Sheridan frowned as her parents were eavesdropping on her conversation.
were bottled up with Nick for hours yesterday. I know how that
is," he chuckled.
"It was actually
fun. He has the most beautiful blue eyes and cherub face when
he is sleeping," Sheridan recalled studying Nick and Angel
yesterday when they were sleeping.
"Yeah, but then
he woke up!" Kevin punctuated the end of his sentence with
a little huff.
for a second that it sounded like a little jealously, "No."
Kevin turned down the television.
what did you need me for?" Sheridan sat at the table with
the telephone in her hand.
just wanted to make sure you got home safely." Kevin did
a dance around three bodies lying on the floor. Two of which
were his brothers who were starting to get loud and teasing
him for finally reaching Sheridan. "So what do you guys
have planned to do over the break?"
Mommy," Sheridan spoke to her mother as her mother filled
Kevin snickered hearing
the term 'Mommy' come from Sheridan. Sometimes she was such
a kid to him. "Mommy?"
on me, I've been drinking," Sheridan giggled into the phone
like a twelve year old. It finally hit her. She was talking
to Kevin on her phone, at her home.
"Are you having another fan moment?" Kevin let out
a laugh himself.
"Yes I am,"
Sheridan popped a piece of food in her mouth.
talk with your mouth full!" Joyce spoke very sharply and
"Tsk, tsk, mind
your manners Sheridan," Kevin was again laughing. "The
Swallowing the lump
of potato, she excused herself from her spying parents and walked
into the living room. "I'm going to stay home tomorrow.
Nick will probably go ice fishing with Seamus. Angel will call
me tomorrow night and then we'll compare gifts. I bet she wins,
she has Nick…" Sheridan took a breath, "We might take
Nick ice skating. The next day we are going out again to the
bar." Sheridan smiled; she was going to get a hook-up if
it killed her. She knew Nick and Angel would end up crashing
at MaryAnn's house. "It's a good thing MaryAnn has lots
"Why is that?"
Kevin stared at the phone and then felt that little tingly feeling
in his groin.
Sheridan tried to
dodge the question, "Why is what? I think Nick would like
"Nick is going
to kill himself skating so don't take him. We need him healthy
and in one piece." Kevin leaned on the counter and looked
out the kitchen window. The kids in the family were coming in
to eat dinner. They had been outside building a snowman. He
heard his mother call them in and announce dinner was ready.
"He'll be fine.
We'll take good care of him," Sheridan paced the room.
answer the question. Why is it good that MaryAnn has extra bedrooms?
Who is MaryAnn, anyway?" Kevin stared at the floor tile
of his kitchen as he waited for her to answer.
Angel and Nick are going to stay over there," Sheridan
gulped, she had almost given Kevin the very thought that she
was thinking. The only thing that would be better is if it were
him that she could hook up. "MaryAnn is Angel's sister
and my best friend. Then we fly home the next day."
A hand waved in front
of Kevin's face and he shoved it away. It was Jerald telling
him to end the conversation. "Listen I have to go. Mama
has dinner on the table. We'll talk when you get back. We need
to give you a set schedule so that I can find you. Bye,"
Kevin waited for her to return the good-bye.
Sheridan stared back at the phone.
I have extra bedrooms too," Kevin laughed as he hung up.
"Did you find
your girl?" Jerald stood in front of Kevin while Kevin
was lost in thought.
Kevin thought about
the conversation that he had just had. From what he had garnered
out of it, they were all going to party, big time. "She's
not my girl Jerald," Kevin hung the phone up. "Not
yet anyway, but I'm working on it."
"Come on, dinner's
ready. Don't make Mom mad, you know better." Jerald began
to shove Kevin towards the dining room.
"Just a minute,"
Kevin reached for the phone. He dialed the number, and waited
for the person to answer. Kevin considered this a pre-emptive
strike in his plan to acquire Sheridan as his. Now he just needed
a little inside information and the ability to level things
before his mind started spinning torrid tales. "Nicky,
my little brother…"
Jerald shook his head as his lips quirked in an odd grin. "You
so suck when you have to get the Little Man to help you bag
a chick." Jerald laughed as he walked away.
Kevin heard Nick
laugh on the other end, he must have heard Jerald, "Don't
even go there peckerhead. I called to wish you a Merry Christmas."
Nick laughed even
louder as he sat on the bed, "Sure ya did. Did you get
in touch with Sheridan? Did she tell you where we went tonight?
I'm telling you Kevin, she is totally different around here
than she is with us."
Kevin headed to the dining room table without much choice since
his mother grabbed him by the arm and towed him to the table
but he wasn't hanging up from this conversation.
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