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had just finished getting dressed before he and the girls went
to the bar. Angel and Nick would stay for a drink or two while
getting something to eat and then head back to MaryAnn's place.
As he put on his jewelry, he smiled thinking about their Christmas
day together. It started with an old-fashioned breakfast; there
was enough food to feed a third world country. Nick was rather
nervous about his ice fishing expedition, so he didn't eat too
much. Then they all sat around the tree and handed out the presents.
Nick was touched that Angel's family had included him on this
holiday and their presents were an added surprise. Angel's parents
and sister enjoyed their gifts from Nick, especially the roundtrip
airline ticket to visit Angel in Los Angeles. Nick loved the
gifts Angel gave him especially the Movado watch he was clasping
to his wrist.
Nick sat down on
his bed and felt something in his pocket. He put his hand in
and felt the metal object. He began to recall what had happened
earlier that day while ice-skating. Nick wasn't very coordinated
so he didn't stay as long as Angel did on the ice. He didn't
want to end up getting hurt; for no other reason than to have
a great night with Angel alone. He should have thought about
the film, but it didn't seem as important to him. MaryAnn had
sat with Nick on the bench while they watched Angel and Sheridan
race and try to do old tricks. MaryAnn explained to Nick that
both Angel and Sheridan hadn't been on the ice in years. When
they were younger, they lived on the ice every winter. As they
sat, MaryAnn quietly thanked Nick for taking good care of her
baby sister. Nick was shocked hearing her words and it confused
him at first, then he realized Angel had the "Joey"
talk. MaryAnn stared at her sister as she spoke to Nick, never
looking at him. Part of her was mad at herself for not realizing
what was going on in her own sister's life. MaryAnn felt like
she had let Angel down in a way. Being a cop, MaryAnn knew all
the signs to look for in a troubled relationship. She had been
trained to read people's expressions and body language. Nick
let MaryAnn say what she needed to say; he just sat and listened
while watching the girls on the ice. When MaryAnn was through,
Nick heard her sniffle. He handed her a tissue and put his arm
around her shoulder while pulling her into a side hug.
"Before I forget,
here's a key to my place. You guys have a nice holiday together,"
MaryAnn smiled up at Nick.
Nick leaned down
giving her a kiss on the cheek, "You're a good sister MaryAnn,
don't ever forget that."
MaryAnn nodded her
head and then laughed as she saw Angel try to spin, falling
flat on her ass. Nick caught the tail end of Angel's accident.
He yelled, "Hey, don't get hurt woman, we've got a date."
Nick's cell phone
ringing pulled his thoughts back to the present.
"Hey Nick, where
are you?" Aaron asked wondering when his brother was planning
on coming to visit for the holidays.
"I told you
Air, I'm with Angel at her folks' place in Pennsylvania and
I wasn't going to be coming to Florida."
"Man, that sucks.
I didn't think you were serious! I thought you were just pissed
and that you'd change your mind."
I didn't mean to disappoint you. Hey, didn't you guys get the
presents I sent to you last week?"
Sadly, Aaron replied,
"Yeah, we did. But I was still hoping to see you."
Suddenly, Aaron's voice became excited, "Thanks a lot for
my new toys. The girls loved their gifts this year from you.
How did you do that?"
Nick chuckled, "Easy,
I had Angelina with me and she basically guided me in what to
Don't you mean she picked them out?"
she did the shopping, I did the paying."
going alright between you two?" Aaron wanted to make sure
his brother was happy.
"Yes Air, everything
is going great. How are you doing? Anything new?"
Nick talked with
his brother for a while before speaking to the rest of his sisters.
As he was heading
out of his room, Angel hit him in the chest as she was expecting
to hit the door. "Ops, sorry," she laughed.
"You think that's
funny huh?" He grinned while wrapping him arms around her,
pulling Angel in close to his body. As they stood kissing each
other in the hallway, MaryAnn came flying up the stairs, "Alright
kids, that's enough of that. You can do that for as long as
you want later tonight, but right now, let's get moving. We're
going to be late."
"May May, Sheridan's
going to be late anyways. It's not like we have to be there
exactly at six."
MaryAnn pouted, "Hey,
I called in a favor to get today and tomorrow off. I want to
spend as much time with my friend as I can."
Nick laughed as he
grabbed his and Angel's overnight bag, "Okay MaryAnn, let's
Just as Angel predicted,
they arrived prior to Sheridan. They sat in a booth and looked
over the menu. Angel and MaryAnn ordered a glass of wine while
Nick opted for a beer. Angel was just about to call Sheridan
when she finally arrived.
than never. We're starving," MaryAnn said.
"You could have
ordered without me," Sheridan said, "Hello guys, how
are you doing?" She directed her question towards Nick
and Angel. "Let me see," she said as she grabbed Nick's
wrist to admire the watch.
"Very nice Angel.
I can see why you didn't wear that while ice skating Nick,"
Sheridan said with a wink. "Your turn," as she grabbed
Nick had given Angel
a beautiful diamond tennis bracelet for Christmas. "I'm
impressed Carter. Who did you take with you to pick this out?"
Nick smiled as he
said "Howie. But I saw it first and knew it was perfect."
MaryAnn rolled her
eyes and made a gagging noise.
a pretty color on you May May," Angel replied with a wink.
The group ordered
their dinners and sat back and talked about their visit. Nick
was trying to convince MaryAnn to come back to LA to spend New
Year's with them.
"I really wish
I could, but I have to work. I took off four days this week,
and I don't even have kids. Other policemen that do had to work
Christmas. I can't this time, but I'll be visiting soon, you
can count on that."
Angel giggled, "With
or without the parents?"
course," MaryAnn answered.
Sheridan sat confused,
"You are going to pay for a ticket to come to LA? That's
not like you, just to visit your sister or me."
Angel frowned. MaryAnn
was laughing, "This is true, but Nick bought the parents
and I roundtrip airplane tickets to visit Angel in LA."
face turned towards Nick, "What? I had no idea what to
get them. It was the only thing I could think of," Nick
Angel and MaryAnn
replied simultaneously, "It was perfect."
Nick grinned, "You
guys are scary. You've done that at least once a day."
After they ate, they
moved from the booth to the barstools for a few round of drinks.
Sheridan and MaryAnn hit the dance floor to find prospective
opportunities for the rest of the evening's entertainment. It
seemed Sheridan had found herself a cowboy type with tight jeans,
boots, and a hat to match.
Nick's face morphed
through various funny expressions as he watched the women flirt
and carry on with various men in the little group that had been
standing off to the side.
face for?" Angel leaned closer to him, happy that not one
single person in the bar recognized him.
"I had no idea,"
Nick shook his head.
Angel's head turned from side to side. "My best friend
and my sister can act like men sometimes. Meet the female versions
of A.J. and Kevin."
doing the nasty on the dance floor," Nick almost giggled
as he watched Sheridan latch on to an extremely tall, blonde
haired man with large shoulders and a wide brimmed hat.
Angel's eyes switched
from her sister to her friend. "It's been awhile, leave
her alone. Besides he looks sort of like Brad Pitt from Thelma
going to like this," Nick grumbled as the man wrapped his
arms around Sheridan's body. One hand snaked around her waist,
the other around her back.
A sharp pain in his
arm made him turn toward Angel quickly, his face mimicked the
pain he was feeling. "Ow!"
care; he isn't dating her or anything."
"He wants to
and you know it," Nick yanked his arm away. "Damn,
look at those two."
Angel laughed, "Oh
yeah, go girls!" Her smiled grew as MaryAnn and Sheridan
joined them at the bar. Sheridan's head was bobbing up and down
as they approached Nick and Angel while chattering away to MaryAnn.
If they were like
men, they had found their picks for their private entertainment
for the evening, "You are not acting like the Sheridan
I know," Nick said it half jokingly.
"I'm here for
one thing Nick and one thing only. A third leg," Sheridan's
green eyes twinkled back at him.
aggressive, you'll scare him off. Slow it down a little. Grabbin'
his ass like that ain't scoring points with him." Nick
looked pretty pleased at his assessment of the situation.
A grin broke out
on MaryAnn's face, "Hey Sheridan, you're getting advice
from the baby of the group. I got news for you Nick. If the
Green Eyed God was here, he could straighten out this entire
wink as Sheridan's face flushed and her mouth began to open.
Nick coughed just before he spoke, "Yeah, I'm sure he could
take care of it. It would be his pleasure."
Being half in the
bag, Sheridan didn't care, "Mine too, but I can't. He's
my employer now and you know how he feels about relationships
with the employees." Sheridan's eyebrow cocked as she looked
at Nick and Angel.
"He's made exceptions,"
Nick grinned back, not wanting to be one upped by a woman who
was three sheets to the wind.
Sheridan had to turn
the conversation off of her, she was drunk and feeling light
headed. The thought of Kevin would make matters worse. "I'll
never forget the day he came looking for you and found you in
Angel's bed. My, my, that man has a temper."
"Oh, tell me
more," MaryAnn jumped on the little tid-bit Sheridan had
"Time for us
to go," Angel slid off her barstool. "Sheridan, close
your mouth and don't bring it up again or I will send Kevin
the little secretary and boss visual you wrote last week."
"You wouldn't dare."
The group chit-chat
was interrupted by the tall, blonde cowboy from the dance floor.
"Care to dance?"
Sheridan smiled as she sipped her drink. "We'll be with
you in a minute. We need to say good-bye to our friends."
The man casually
walked away since he had been dismissed for the moment.
girls," Nick warned as he grabbed Angel's hand and started
I can kick their asses," MaryAnn answered with a lopsided
grin as she checked out the tall blonde man's friend.
"Oh boy, she's
well on her way to waking up with a nasty hangover," Angel
noticed. "Good luck gals."
Sheridan and MaryAnn
replied simultaneously, "Have fun."
Nick looked at Angel,
"Definitely. Thanks for Angel's pjs too MaryAnn."
MaryAnn wiggled her
eyebrows, "No problem."
the children have left the building, let's party," MaryAnn
snorted as obnoxiously as Angel always did.
"Oh yes, how
many bedrooms do you have?" Sheridan set her drink down.
the walls are thick," MaryAnn stepped next to her as they
headed to the dance floor.
"How nice for
me," Sheridan giggled as she latched on to the cowboy.
"He looks like Brad Pitt."
"But you would
prefer Kevin," MaryAnn snickered.
it in, I can't stand it. We work together now and I swear every
time he is in the room, I think I'm going to explode. Now it
will be even worse, I will be working at his house."
"Ohh, we need
to talk girlfriend," MaryAnn smiled as she sidled up to
her choice for the evening.
"I can't stand
it," Sheridan wrapped her arms around the neck of the man
she planned to wake up with.
baby?" a low throaty whisper in her ear made her shiver.
she calmly replied.
"We don't need
to," his tongue brushed over her ear.
"For a little
bit we do," Sheridan swayed to the music. "But not
The hours rolled
by before MaryAnn and Sheridan left for MaryAnn's with their
prospective pick ups.
For the hundredth
time, Nick put his hand in his pocket to remove MaryAnn's house
key. As they walked into the foyer, he gave the key to Angel
to put on her keychain, "MaryAnn wants you to keep this
key on your set."
Angel gave Nick a
strange look, but took the key. "When did she give you
the key?" They both took off their boots, leaving them
in front of the radiator to help dry them.
"At the pond.
You've got a great sister Angel; hell, your whole family is
just amazing. You're very lucky." Nick grabbed a hold of
Angel's hand and walked further into the house.
"So tell me
the truth," Angel started grilling Nick, "How was
ice fishing with my father?"
Nick laughed thinking
back to his afternoon with Mr. Lydon, "Honestly, it was
a lot of fun. Even the weather wasn't that bad. As long as I'm
dressed in layers, I'm good."
"I know my father.
He didn't go out on a holiday without alcohol in his cooler.
Did he say anything that requires further explanations from
Nick smiled at Angel,
"Nothing." Nick thought back to his conversation with
her father. Mr. Lydon talked about his suspicions about Joey
and what happened in that relationship; his concern for Angel's
safety gallivanting to the other side of the country, Angel's
rebellious, self-defense mechanism, and her stubbornness. *Mr.
Lydon also talked about her earlier childhood. Nick had a hard
time picturing Angel as a timid child. As she grew and attended
school, she was very active in sports. She had a genuine concern
for others and participated in many local charity events. She
even co-coordinated a social issues day event at her high school
bringing awareness on issues such as homelessness, domestic
abuse and AIDS - to name a few, to the entire student body.
Nick watched as Mr. Lydon spoke of his daughter with such pride.
Nick was grateful for being sent off with him to go ice fishing.
He knew the person he was in love with was exactly who he thought
Angel went into the
kitchen to grab some drinks, wine for her and a beer for Nick.
When she came into the living room, Nick had started the fire
in the fireplace and patted a seat for her next to him on the
giant beanbag chair. "I can't believe you and your sister
have matching beanbag chairs!"
"We love these.
There from the Love Sack store. They are just so comfy for watching
television, falling asleep….."
With a twinkle in
his eye, Nick leaned over giving Angel a kiss, "Ah huh,
I wonder what else they're good for?"
Angel answered, "I don't know. What did you have in mind?"
Nick started to leave
a trail of kisses down her neck to her collarbone, "Let's
find out, shall we?"
came out in a whisper.
Nick removed his
shirt then helped Angel take off her sweater. Angel was wearing
a camisole and no bra, he could see her nipples reacting to
the cold chill still in the air. As he began to pull it off
of her body, he leaned down capturing one of her nipples in
his mouth. Caught off guard, Angel fell back on the bag, bringing
Nick down on top of her. Her hands were busy trying to unbutton
his pants but Nick was distracting her. Having trouble concentrating,
she began rubbing him on the outside of his jeans. Taking Nick
by surprise, he ground himself toward Angel's hand, as if on
instinct. It had been a few days since they had been intimate,
and with all the emotions going through his body, he needed
to show Angel how much he loved her. Nick's hand wandered to
the front of Angel's jeans, releasing the button and her zipper.
Suddenly, he stood up and carried Angel into the bedroom. He
knew this would take awhile, and he didn't want to risk getting
caught if they lost track of time.
going to wake up our friends," Sheridan giggled as she
stumbled over her cowboy.
she isn't sleeping," MaryAnn grabbed the hand of the man
she had brought home. There was no need to communicate who should
go where since the ladies had worked all of that out before
they had even left the bar.
Nick heard silly
laughs and giggles of the female persuasion then he heard a
deep round of male laughter, Nick groaned.
matter?" Angel's body half covering his, since they had
made love for the past few hours.
"I don't like
knowing Sheridan and MaryAnn are having sex with people they
just met," Nick drew her body completely over his. His
hands began to search her out to drown out the noise around
"Like you never
have," Angel dropped a kiss on him that made him forget
what he was going to say next. "We have needs too,"
Angel wiggled a finger at his nose.
"I like old
fashion girls," Nick stroked her nipple. "So does
"Why the hell
is Kevin so important all of sudden?" Angel understood
the relationship between the pseudo father and son, but Nick
was more like the Dad not the son.
They were on the
same wavelength as usual. "Because if Dad is happy; we're
all happy." He pulled her down to him as his hips pushed
Angel began to lose herself in that wonderful feeling again.
to get Dad screwed," Nick laughed.
alone, it's going to be a slow process. We'll talk about it
when we get back to LA." Angel's voice was barely a whisper
as they began to synch each other's movements.
Hours later when
Nick awoke to the smell of coffee and sunshine streaming through
the windows, he knew it was time to get ready to leave. Turning
in the bed, he saw he was alone now. Grabbing some clothes,
he tossed them on, and headed downstairs. The kitchen was full
of people and conversation; he was a little shocked. His one-night
stands had always been just that; they would be gone before
morning; most times because he would be leaving their town.
Angel was dressed to go as well as Sheridan. Both cowboys were
still there but looked like they were heading out the door.
Nick listened as the Brad Pitt look alike asked a question using
the wrong word.
"So when will
you be back in town Sheri?"
"My name is
Sheridan and nothing else. I'm not sure. I have your number,
I'll call you."
call me woman," The man grabbed her at the waist and pulled
her towards him. "Last night was one hell of a good time."
Angel saw Sheridan's
expression change and knew Sheridan was feeling the guilt. Angel
ran interference. "Don't worry cowboy, she'll call you
like most men tell us they'll call." Angel opened the door
and the frigid December wind blew in. With her hand on the knob,
she pointed out the door. "See ya," Angel smiled.
The door closed abruptly
as the two men left. Angel put her hands on her hips and glared
at MaryAnn and Sheridan. "If you are going to do this,
you have to learn to do it better. You don't make small talk;
you show them to the door and that is it. You don't promise
to call them; you don't make future dates or plans. You don't….
you the expert on getting rid of the morning afters," Nick
wasn't pissed, but on the other hand, he wasn't pleased that
his girlfriend could act like a guy.
MaryAnne poured her coffee at mid-level not wanting to miss
any of the action.
Angel huffed as she crossed her arms.
MaryAnn saw the defensive
stance and knew Angel would cause an argument to prove a point.
Sheridan took her
turn at running interference, "She didn't show you the
door Carter. That has only happened a few times. The first one
was Joey and she should have shown him the door. Most of them
don't even get breakfast."
MaryAnn eyed her
sister and Nick, "When you two get married, do it in the
fall. I prefer the fall and here of course too."
Sheridan let out
a belly laugh and danced around the kitchen as she watched Angel
and Nick gape at MaryAnn for the marriage comment. "Damn,
I feel good. I so needed to get laid!"
Nick squared his
shoulder and winked at MaryAnn, and then he turned toward Sheridan.
"You had a Pitt look-a-like; Richardson would have been
in her spot. "You suck!"
Nick laughed as Sheridan
stormed off and pouted.
"Why did you
do that to her?" MaryAnn gave him a sinister smile.
"She needs Kevin
to do her right and she won't be looking anywhere else."
Nick grabbed a cup of coffee.
MaryAnn laughed as
she went upstairs to spend the little time she had left with
her friend before they caught their flight back to west coast.
"Nick, you better
stop doing that to her. One of these days, she is going to blow
up." Angel shook her head.
"Maybe she needs
to blow up, sort of like the little melt down you had with me.
Close the old wounds and start fresh."
MaryAnn had lingered
by the door. She had a new appreciation for Nick Carter; he
was damn wise for a twenty something kid.
Hours later, the
girls said their goodbyes to their parents. MaryAnn drove the
crew back to Buffalo to catch their plane headed for Los Angeles.
Angel noticed Sheridan
didn't look so good. "You okay Sheridan? You look pale."
"I think it's
going to be a long flight back home."
"I have some
Dramamine in my purse for you. Take two, and you should sleep
the entire flight." Angel has had experience in having
hangovers and being held captive on a six hour flight. The only
way to get through it is to sleep it off.
Sheridan closed her
eyes and fell asleep with her head against the cold window.
Nick leaned into
Angel's ear and whispered, "Thank God we are in first class."
Smiling, she replied,
"No shit." Becoming more serious, "All thanks
to you." Nick noticed the look in her eyes. He finally
realized Angel would never tell him how she truly felt for him
first, but he could see it in her eyes. Mirroring the seriousness
in her eyes, he grabbed her chin, "Tonight, stay with me
Angel squeaked as she felt the butterflies in her stomach. 'Maybe
I'll take some Dramamine too' she thought.
MaryAnn watched the
couple in the rearview mirror and couldn't help but smile. They
were going to be just fine. On the other hand, she was worried
about Sheridan. As much as Angel and MaryAnn made Sheridan feel
normal for picking a guy up in a bar and sleeping with him,
they both knew that this was a rare occasion.
Once they arrived
at the airport, MaryAnn woke up Sheridan as Angel and Nick got
their luggage checked in. As they said their good-byes, MaryAnn
wrapped a tight arm around Sheridan and rocked her back and
forth. "You need to let it go. When you're ready, call
me. I don't think you're going to let it all out with Angel."
"Of course she
will, but we'll make it a three-way when she does," Angel
dropped more Dramamine in the palm of Sheridan's hand. "We'll
be home soon."
Sheridan groaned as she headed for the gate.
The flight back to
LA was quiet thanks to the first class seats. Sheridan slept
most of the time as well as Nick and Angel. After the plane
landed and the luggage had been retrieved, Nick hailed a cab
to take them home. Dropping Sheridan off and making sure that
she was safe, Nick and Angel headed to his place.
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