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picking up some Chinese food on their way home, Nick and Angelina
sat down to a nice, quiet dinner. Quiet was an understatement.
Nick hadn't said two words the whole way home. He was somewhat
pissed that Angel wouldn't talk about whatever was bothering
her on the set earlier. He spent most of the afternoon worrying
about what was on Angel's mind.
Realizing both were
playing with their food, they put the rest of the food away
to save for later. Eventually, they would be hungry.
Nick grabbed two
beers from the fridge and made his way to the sofa to sit next
to Angelina. "You want to talk now or wait some more?"
Nick asked somewhat sarcastically. He was feeling defensive,
and he had no idea why.
Angelina was about
to burst. She needed to say this and get it off her chest before
she had a nervous breakdown. "Nick, I need to ask you a
very personal question."
Raising his eyebrows,
he replied, "Then ask."
There was a long
pause. Angel was giving herself a pep talk in her head. "I
saw a story on the news the other night and it made me start
to think about us." Angel began; then paused again.
Since Angel was obviously
having a problem talking about this, Nick lightened up his demeanor
and tried to coax her along. "What was the story about?"
Nick crossed his legs as he turned towards Angel.
Giving him a nervous
look, "I'm sorry. This isn't easy for me."
"I can see that.
Just so you know, you aren't the only one sitting here suffering
Angelina looked down
at her hands that were twisting the bottom of her shirt. "I'm
don't worry about being sorry. Just tell me, okay?" Nick
tried to make eye contact.
"The news report
was talking about how the porno industry was shutting down production
because a few of the actors and actresses came up HIV positive
Nick now wore a 'what
the fuck' look on his face as he had no idea where Angel was
going with this story and how it was connected to their relationship.
"I heard something about that. But what does that have
to do with us Angel?"
Angel's eyes were
fixated on her beer bottle as she continued, "Well, I didn't
think anything of it either until I had a nightmare Saturday
night when I remembered the few times neither of us used any
Nick blinked. He
wasn't sure what to say to Angel's announcement. After a minute
or two of silence, "You've been on the pill since I've
known you and you said you always used a condom in the past.
You always carried them with you just in case."
Shaking her head
up and down, which still hung low watching her fingers peel
the label off the beer bottle, "That's right Nick. I
Releasing a breath
he didn't know he was holding, Nick sighed in relief. He wasn't
sure where Angel was going with this conversation and began
to get nervous, but now felt a sense of relief hearing Angel
confirm her safe sex habits.
Nick responded while taking a long sip of his beer.
Realizing Nick thought
the conversation was over, Angel knew she needed to ask the
one question she'd been dreading.
you?" Angel didn't dare look up. Tears pooled in the corners
of her eyes.
Nick stopped mid-sip
as her words hit his ears. Finally, Nick understood what was
bothering Angel. They never discussed his sexual history.
Nick began coughing
as he chocked on the beer that was sitting in the back of his
throat. "Oh," Nick choked out then began clearing
his throat. Nick became quiet as he thought of a response to
Nick knew Angel would
know of his reputation being the fan that she was and he could
see why this was upsetting to Angel. Even though what was rumored
wasn't always the case. Trying not to be insulted at the innuendo
Angel was proposing, Nick decided honesty was the best policy.
Afterall, she was his girlfriend and deserved the truth.
Now Nick was playing
with the label on his now empty beer bottle. "If you are
asking me if I've had sex without a condom before, not including
you, yes I have."
There was a deafening
pause that made Angel more fearful than reassured.
"But, our contract
with Jive stipulates that we get routinely tested for any and
all sexual transmitted diseases every six months; it is a requirement
of our insurance policy. I was just tested right before we began
working on this project. All my tests have come up clean since
I was 15 years old."
Angel bit her lip
as she shook her head up and down. A whispered, "Thanks,"
was all she said. Wiping the few tears that trailed down her
cheek, she felt relieved to hear his confession, but still felt
bad for needing to ask.
Nick got up off the
couch to get another round of beers. He wasn't sure what to
do or say next. This conversation was definitely not something
he anticipated having. He could tell Angel was embarrassed;
hell, he was embarrassed.
Angel jumped up off
the couch and headed straight to the bathroom to freshen up
and pull herself together. She could sense Nick wasn't too pleased,
but she needed to stay strong and not be ashamed she had to
ask. This was a serious matter and her life was worth knowing
his past. Besides, it's not as if she asked for a list of his
sexual partners, or even an estimated guess of how many sexual
partners he had.
Hearing music coming
from the TV in the living room, Angel knew Nick probably wouldn't
want to discuss the matter any further. She got her answer,
now it was time to move on and get their relationship back on
As if a weight was
removed from her shoulders, Angel bounced into Nick's bedroom
to get ready for bed. Nick heard Angel behind him but didn't
want to see what she was doing. Part of him was afraid she was
packing her stuff up and getting ready to leave. This relationship
was probably one of the most serious he had ever been involved
in and he wasn't quite sure how to handle certain situations,
like this one.
Fighting off the
butterflies in her belly, Angel walked over to the couch, sat
Indian style and picked up the now full beer bottle in front
of her. "Thanks for the beer. Which movie is this?"
She didn't look at
him but Nick could sense the old Angelina, his Angel, was back.
Adjusting himself on the couch to get closer to Angel, Nick
put his arm around her shoulder and began massaging it. "It
hasn't started yet. Finding Nemo is coming on in a few minutes."
Feeling the need
to be closer to Nick, Angel scooted closer and rested her head
in the crook of his shoulder. She didn't realize just how tired
she was until she felt Nick kiss her forehead as she started
falling asleep. Between feeling emotionally drained, as well
as mentally and physically exhausted, the last four days had
taken a toll on her.
Nick leaned down
to see Angel's eyes closed and her breathing becoming steady
and light. He was about to pick her up and carry her into his
bed, but she opened up her eyes.
I was just about to put you to bed."
"No, I want
to watch this movie with you. I just needed a quick power nap.
Besides, I'm kind of hungry now but I am too tired to get it
myself." Angel gave a pout, sending Nick into a fit of
"Oh man, you
are something else Angel," Nick laughed as he went into
the kitchen to get her some food. As he was getting it ready,
he realized he was pretty hungry himself. He didn't have much
to eat at lunch or dinner.
Angel said as Nick came into the living room with two hot plates
filled with Chinese food just as the movie was beginning.
Nick still needed
to ask Angel about the weekend in the Bahamas. Although, part
of him was pretty sure now that they had their 'talk,' it wouldn't
be a problem. He also felt like he needed to say something to
Angel about what they talked about, but decided that for now,
it was not necessary.
character is just like Sheridan," Angel snorted, "A
ditz with her short term memory loss."
Wiping the tears
from his eyes, Nick replied, "What about Kevin? He could
so be Marlin, the overprotective father."
Angel blew her nose,
"And you could be Crush." She was cracking herself
Nick had a quizzical
look on his face, "Who?"
- turtle dude."
A light bulb went
off in Nick's head as he shook his head, "Yeah, I guess
you're right. Speaking of which, we need to go again. We haven't
been since my first and only lesson I gave you a couple months
A genuine smile graced
Angel's face, "I'd like that," followed by a long
time to for you to go to bed," Nick slapped her ass as
she began walking into the bathroom. "Hey, watch the merchandise,
your old self Angel, that's for sure." Nick grinned as
he cleared away their dinner plates and beer bottles from the
As they lay in bed
in each other's arms, Nick thought now would be a good time
to ask Angel about this weekend. "Hey Angel, I have a question
A mumbled, "What?"
vibrated on his chest.
"If you don't
have any plans this weekend, I would like for you to come back
east with me."
Angel sat up and looked at Nick in the dark. Well, where she
thought he would be.
"I need to go
to Miami and meet up with my sister and then I was thinking
we could go to the Bahamas for the weekend."
"I don't know
Nick. The filming just began on this project and…"
"You and Sheridan don't like to read the schedules you
are given do ya? Howie, Brian and A.J. are all going to be away
for a long weekend. They are all leaving after A.J.'s birthday
celebration on Thursday night."
"They are? I
thought his birthday was Friday."
Bringing Angel closer
to his body, "Yes, they are and yes, it is. But A.J. wants
to be in Vegas for his birthday. There's some Adult Entertainment
Convention taking place he wants to go to."
Kissing her neck
lightly, Angel felt a tingly sensation run throughout her body.
Nick put his arm up towards her shoulder for support and deepened
the intensity of his lips against her collarbone.
Angel's knees felt
weak and she was getting lost in Nick's touch. Sending a trail
of kisses up Angel's neck towards her ear, he whispered, "So,
you up for a weekend away?"
Angel had no clue
what Nick just said, but was totally enjoying the experience,
"Uh huh," she uttered in a sexy, seductive voice,
making Nick yearn to feel Angel's lips on him.
With his left hand,
he grabbed her face and brought his lips to hers. The kiss was
urgent, but gentle. Falling on top of him and feeling his arousal,
Angel began massaging him causing Nick to groan.
"It's been awhile,
hasn't it?" Angel questioned in a shaky voice.
Nick replied in a husky voice before removing her pajamas.
As the two lovers
got reacquainted, the BSB message boards were buzzing with new
pictures of Nick and his female friend.
through her day on the set and her evening at Kevin's. Kevin
wasn't home during the evening; he had told her he was going
out with friends so it left the house very quiet. She flicked
the stereo on to keep her company as she typed the pile of notes
that he had left on her desk. After cleaning off the top of
her desk, she organized her work and returned it to Kevin's
desk. The apartment needed to be cleaned too but at the rate
she was working both jobs, she was too tired to care most days.
On Wednesday, filming
resumed without so much as an interruption. It was relatively
a slow day but John did get to finish his tour with the cast
Nick to find out how everything went with his talk with Angel.
Not wanting to go into details, Nick just said everything was
back to normal but wouldn't go into specifics. As much as Sheridan
tried to find a quiet moment to talk to Angel and ask her, it
was never the right time or there were too many people around
who could eavesdrop.
Later in the day,
Angel headed to Nick's to hang out while Sheridan took the opportunity
to finish up a project she had started at Kevin's the night
Waking up to the
sunshine pouring in through the blinds in Nick's bedroom, Angel
groaned as she tried to move. As she began to arouse from her
deep slumber, Angel felt a weight on her body, making it impossible
for her to roll over. Struggling harder, Angel started rocking
her body back and forth to break free.
"If you don't
stop that, we are going to be late for filming today,"
Nick mumbled from beneath his pillow.
"If you don't
move your body, I'm going to have an accident in your bed,"
Nick's eyes popped
open, "Well, when you put it that way," he said as
he rolled over to the empty portion of the bed on his back.
Giving him a smug
smile, "Thank you. Nice view," she wiggled her eyebrows
as she closed the bathroom door.
Nick looked down
his body and realized what Angel was referring to. "Yeah,
well you woke me up in the middle of an incredible dream. What
do you expect?"
Angelina called Sheridan,
who was on her way to work, to see how she was doing.
"My car started
up this morning, so that's a good sign," Sheridan was headed
towards the coffee shop. "So, everything okay with you
Angel smiled recalling
the last two nights, "Everything's perfect. And before
I pull a Dory, I wanted to let you know that I'm going away
with Nick this weekend."
Sheridan turned off
her car and a backfire could be heard, "Who's Dory?"
"Oh, just a
character from Finding Nemo. Never mind, it's not important.
What are you planning on doing?"
I'm going to go out to eat with Patrick Saturday night."
you may be able to combine the two." Angel started laughing
when Sheridan squeaked out an "Ewwww…that's a disgusting
thought Angel. I'm going to go now before I lose my appetite
for breakfast. Patrick is going to take me car shopping too.
I don't want to spend to much money so I'm looking for a new-to-me
Saturn. See you in a bit."
The couple arrived
on the set looking refreshed and a lot happier than they had
in days. Johnny stopped by to drop off the VIP passes. By the
looks on their faces, he knew they would be going away this
weekend. "Have fun kids. Show off those beautiful smiles
to the paparazzi but don't get into too much trouble,"
Johnny winked as he strut across the set.
Kevin saw Johnny
leave something with Nick and Angel and wanted to know what
it was. "What's up?"
Nick was flipping
through some of the materials Johnny left for him. "Oh,
Angel and I are going to the Bahamas this weekend. Johnny just
dropped off some promotional material and passes to Michael
Jordan's celebrity golf tournament."
A.J. was walking
by and overheard what Nick said, "Are you shittin' me?
You lucky dawg. Damn, I'd love to go to that but I am already
committed to be in Vegas."
Kevin was still stunned
to learn Nick was leaving for the weekend. Moreover, Angel was
going with him. "I hope you two have fun. I know you guys
will probably cause some media attention, but please don't let
it end up on the National News, okay?" Kevin was joking
and both Nick and Angel knew it.
Kevin. And if anything happens, you'll be the first one we call."
Angel said with a wink.
"Yeah, I bet
you will," Kevin replied while rolling his eyes, "So
what are Sheridan's plans this weekend Angel with you away?"
Angel shrugged, "Heck
if I know. Oh wait, she is having her dinner date with Patrick
Kevin's face looked
tormented; it screwed up and soured at the thought of Sheridan
going on a date. Knowing it was better to get out while she
still could without saying anything obnoxious, Angel walked
away, her laughter carrying throughout the set. Nick and A.J.
tried their best to hide their growing smiles in the brochures
they were looking at.
"It's not funny,"
Kevin muttered then stomped away like a child who wasn't allowed
A.J. whispered to
Nick, "Oh yes it is. It's hysterical. Sheridan still doesn't
have a clue, does she?"
Nick shook his head,
"Nope. Completely clueless."
After a long day
of shooting, the gang went out to eat to celebrate A.J.'s birthday.
Marybeth made reservations at Café Atlantic restaurant,
a stylish, traditional Cuban café. After the meal, a
cake with candles was brought out to the table and everyone
sang "Happy Birthday" to him.
Later that evening
Angel and Nick went back to Nick's place to pack. Angel had
enough clothes and toiletries at his place and Nick had extra
luggage she could use. A cab was called and they were on their
way to LAX to catch a red-eye back East.
Sheridan slept in
Friday morning since she wasn't needed on the set. By mid-afternoon,
she was at Kevin's ready to get some serious work done. She
had hoped to get out of his place by 5. Her apartment needed
cleaning and she desperately wanted to work on a new storyline
that had popped into her head. Kevin returned from a business
meeting around 2. By the look on his face, the meeting didn't
go well. Glancing at the calendar, the meeting was with his
Kevin went over the
paperwork from the night before that Sheridan had completed
for him as well as work that she had ready for him today. Most
of the paperwork was for his JWR Foundation, an environmental
charity he began back in 2000 in honor of his late-father. A
note in Sheridan's handwriting was buried amongst the piles
of paperwork. He felt like telling her to save a damn tree at
the rate the paper was hitting his desk. Flipping the note over,
he saw the scribble, "Meet Patrick at Dolce."
Sheridan had jotted
a few lines down of her new story when she heard, "So what
are you doing this weekend?" She started to panic and save
the file before she was caught writing about her boss, as he
stood in front of her. Secretly she sent the document to herself
and quickly closed her e-mail program.
Kevin watched as
she intently worked on something, "Sheridan?"
she looked at him. "Oh I'm sorry, I was concentrating."
'Yes, concentrating on not getting busted,' she thought to herself.
She smiled weakly at the man that lounged against the doorjamb.
"I um," she shook her head. Every time she looked
at him, she would lose her train of thought, the man was the
man of her dreams, and now she was working for him. At first
she was worried that she wouldn't be able to cast him in any
of her staring roles but it seemed that the closer she was to
him, the easier it was.
"What are you
doing this weekend?"
"I'm going out on Saturday."
"Got a date,
huh?" Kevin tried very hard not to frown at the words.
Sheridan laughed. Kevin's expression was creeping her out. She
watched him come behind her desk. Now she was really uncomfortable.
Placing one hand
on her chair and one her desk he smiled, "What's an unofficial
in the chair, she cleared her throat. Kevin was so close; she
did all she could not to just reach out and accidentally touch
his hand. Her eyes focused on the long fingers that were splayed
out in front of her. Her mind started to swirl as she thought
about what those fingers could do to her body. The places they
could go and what they could do. She inhaled and smelled the
distinct scent of Kevin's cologne. "It means it doesn't
count. Patrick fixed my car and so I said I would go out with
him." Sheridan titled her head and looked into Kevin's
eyes, 'his lashes are so long,' she grumbled in her head. She
wasn't going to tell him that they were going dutch, it wasn't
really any of his business anyway. He was her employer; he was
off limits to her. She had made that mistake with Tom and look
where it had gotten her.
"I assume you're
paying since it was your car he fixed," Kevin stood up
and walked from behind her desk to the front of it. He watched
the reaction he had gotten from her and once again was satisfied
that he could slow down the hunt for his quarry. Too bad the
quarry was about to jump out of the chair.
"I'm not buying
his dinner; I'm a traditionalist. We're going dutch," Sheridan
snapped as she shut down the computer.
Kevin beguiled her
with a smile, in his head the trumpets went off, 'yes, she is
as old fashioned as I thought she was.'
"What are you
doing this weekend?" Sheridan began to clean up her desk
while she spoke to him. Kevin sat on the corner of her desk
watching her. His rear-end parked on half of the paperwork that
she needed to put away.
"I have a date
with Jamie Pressley," Kevin spoke much softer. First, he
hadn't believed that he had called the woman; second, that she
had accepted; and third, he wasn't so sure he wanted a date
with his co-star. He would rather be going out on a date with
the woman on the other side of the desk. Raising his head, he
saw Sheridan's face. His heart leaped; she seemed upset but
trying very hard to not let him see it.
you should get to know her. You'll be working together quite
a bit and very closely." Sheridan's heart thumped, now
she was disappointed. Except for the girls from London, she
had not seen Kevin with a woman since she met him.
"So where are
you two going?" Kevin wanted to know, he needed to know,
because he knew damn well his reservations would be wherever
theirs were. All Kevin wanted to hear was that it was for Dolce
to confirm the note he had found.
Sheridan had talked
to Patrick yesterday and they had decided where they wanted
to go. What harm could it do to tell Kevin? It wasn't his type
of restaurant. "A place called Dolce, down on Melrose."
arched, he wasn't even sure if he could get into Dolce. "Hmm,
hot place. How did Patrick get reservations?"
"He knows Danny
Masterson I guess," Sheridan was delighted but nervous
when Patrick had suggested it. This was a Hollywood hot spot
but then relief washed over her when she realized that from
what she had heard, it wasn't a very romantic place. It was
noisy and upscale, not a dreamy, make a move on a woman, type
eatery. "Where are you going out to?"
Kevin shrugged as
he stood up, "I left it up to Jamie to decide and make
the reservations." 'Lie, lie, lie Richardson,' rambled
around Kevin's head. Now he needed Sheridan to go home so he
could wrestle a reservation into Dolce. "Hmm, well you
had better get going before it gets any later."
Sheridan's eyes bulged
at the sudden change in his demeanor. "I was on my way."
Grabbing the last few sheets of paper, she placed them in a
folder on her desk.
Kevin watched her
gather her things. As the door closed, he ran to the phone to
make his calls. He called a few people who might know where
the owners were. In the end, he called Johnny because he couldn't
get in touch with Ashton Kutcher, who he did know. "Please
you have to help me out here."
Johnny was laughing
at him, "Why the hell go there, if this is your first date
with Jamie? I know you like first dates like a candlelight dinner
"I don't care
jack shit about Jamie. There won't be any candles. I need to
be at that restaurant tomorrow night," Kevin was rubbing
his head trying to make the tension headache go away that was
"Okay so why
are you taking a woman out on date that you don't give a shit
"Because I have
to sleep with her," Kevin groaned, there were days when
he wanted to beg Sheridan to change that entire scene. He had
even considered talking to her about it, but after seeing her
reaction of the color of the walls on the set, he dropped the
"On camera and
it's pretend sex," Johnny laughed.
Kevin heard the words
but he was sweating it out to see if Johnny would help him.
Johnny would give him a hard time and Kevin knew it. "I
don't want her to tell people later that I had bad breath or
something,'" Kevin defended but knew it was useless. Johnny
wasn't going to let it go until he had a full explanation.
was chuckled into Kevin's ear via the telephone.
Sighing loudly, he
began, "Because Sheridan has a date with the dude that
fixed her car. He lives below the girls and I want to be there."
Johnny canned his
laughter since he knew Kevin was really wound up about Sheridan.
After meeting her the other day and having lunch, he knew why.
Kevin seemed to think the woman had hung the moon and the feeling
seemed to be returned but she seemed more afraid of Kevin than
anything else. He watched Sheridan cater to Kevin's every need
as he had instructed her to do that day at lunch. But, something
he saw that day made him think. He also saw Kevin return the
same to Sheridan. Kevin jumped up to retrieve anything she needed,
he held the door for her, he let her go first, anything she
asked for she got it, directly from her boss. "I want the
full story on her come Monday."
"If you get
me the reservation," Kevin frowned, he hated long confessions
to Johnny but he was older now and they were a little different.
This wasn't the 'out late, drank too much, got stoned, picked
up a girl, got caught' confession.
Johnny heard the breathing intensify on the other end of the
"Shit, I don't
know," Kevin whined as he called himself every name in
the book for not getting that vital piece of information. "Wait,
let me call you back. I can find out." Kevin hung up and
called both Nick's and Angel's cell, it was useless, most likely
they were on his boat or something. The light bulb went on in
his head. "Hey Marybeth," he smiled into the phone.
Marybeth smiled, Kevin must need something, she thought to herself.
The person sitting next to her smiled as he came closer to her
telephone after hearing Kevin's name.
Kevin tapped a pencil on his leg. "Ummm…"
the phone to the man sitting next to her. "What the hell
do you want? You are interrupting our dinner."
the voice, "Aje?"
"No, it's Nick,"
"What are you
doing at Marybeth's? I thought you left already to be in Vegas
"I'll be leaving
shortly you ass. Why are you calling Marybeth's?"
"I asked you
first?" Kevin shot back, not another one involved with
"Is there a
point to this phone call before I hang up on you because you're
going to go Daddy Richardson on me?" A.J. knew, hell he
anticipated it. He just didn't know that it would be so soon.
"Oh well, what's
the point," Kevin folded, he knew when he was beat. "Sheridan
has a date tomorrow. Ask Marybeth what time it's set for."
A.J. shook his head
and smiled, "No need to. Sheridan and Patrick have reservations
at 8 for Dolce, from there they might go to the Viper room."
"How the hell
would you know?" Kevin paced, now he was pissed. How could
A.J. know all this and he not?
and I had coffee with Sheridan this afternoon. Patrick is taking
her car shopping too. Sheridan asked Marybeth to go with them."
too! Marybeth's going right?" Kevin just about screamed
A.J. held the telephone
away from his head, knowing that Kevin would freak. Once Kevin
settled down, he moved the phone back to his ear. "No,
she figured they needed some time alone," A.J. snickered.
Kevin yelled and then looked at the telephone in his hand.
it was joke." A.J. was doubled over with laughter.
"I ain't laughin''"
Kevin was now steaming since he could hear Marybeth laughing
with her, so relax."
have asked me. I know about cars," Kevin stated how he
felt. "I bet Marybeth doesn't even know how to change her
a mechanic, he is more than qualified. As for Marybeth, Sheridan
likes her style. I gave Sheridan some of my own recommendations
"Now I'm scared.
No pimp-mobiles A.J." Kevin hung up on him and called Johnny
back with the time. Johnny called an hour later and said Kevin
was all set.
What Johnny didn't
tell Kevin was that he made some changes to Sheridan and Patrick's
reservations and now the two couples would be sitting across
from each other on a romantically lit patio. Flicking the light
switch off, Johnny was delighted. He liked Sheridan, he loved
Kevin, but somebody had to get the ball rolling here. When Kevin
was falling for a woman, he was useless until he conquered the
object that he was thirsting for.
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