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settled into his bed after midnight, but it wasn't easy. He
tossed. He turned. He kept thinking about that big scene again.
His mind relaxed when he envisioned doing the scene with Sheridan,
and not Jamie. Substituting Sheridan for Jamie made the acting
more palatable actually, the scene took on a life of it's own
in his head. If anyone could have spied on the sleeping man,
they would have seen him drift off with a smile on his face.
a loud knock on her door made Sheridan jump and spill her coffee.
"Come in!" Sheridan was cursing quietly as she mopped
up the mess on the table. Picking her head up, she saw Marybeth
standing in her living room. "Good morning," she smiled
Lifting her shades,
Sheridan gave her a star smile, "Good morning. Are you
ready to find yourself a new flashy ride?"
Sheridan rinsed the
dishcloth in the drain. "Not flashy Marybeth and not new.
I can't afford that. I found a nice Saturn in the paper that
I want to go look at. It's at a dealer."
Marybeth's face scrunched up. Marybeth was now driving a Viper;
she had been for years.
nice and practical. It's great on gas and it won't put me in
debt too badly. I can swing the payments. I brought the car
I'm driving now all the way from Pennsylvania because it was
"I said something
similar to A.J last night. He laughed at the concept of payments."
Marybeth started to smile. "He said he has always just
written a check for a car. He also suggested that we look at
something with at least a warrantee on it or a new car. This
way you can get rid of the demon car and be sure your new car
isn't a lemon."
Sheridan looked puzzled.
says it breaths fire," Marybeth chuckled.
Sheridan's face soured,
"Kevin is too self-conscious of what others think. Besides
it doesn't breathe fire, it catches fire."
"All the more
reason," Marybeth giggled as she made her way to the kitchen
and poured herself and Sheridan a cup of coffee.
About ten minutes
later, Patrick opened Sheridan's front door and walked in, "Are
didn't show how she felt but her eyes did. Patrick was just
a little too comfortable walking into the girls' place.
After her conversation
with A.J. last night and knowing how Kevin felt about Sheridan,
Marybeth began to make a plan of her own. Patrick was going
to get the message loud and clear that Sheridan was spoken for
even though she didn't know it yet. She liked Sheridan. She
was sweet, kind, non-judgmental, naïve, and oh so gullible.
People like that needed protection in the world. "There
is only one person who is perfect for the job," A.J. had
told her, "No one other than the same man that protected
me for years, my older brother, Kevin." The words came
out of A.J. with enough emotion to make her heart bleed.
The three of them
headed directly to the dealer that Sheridan wanted to go to
first. Patrick was impressed as he watched her a little more
closely while she examined the car. Then she sat behind the
wheel. Marybeth observed quietly for now. Patrick had Sheridan
open the hood latch and he went over the engine. The salesman
was hanging on for dear life as Sheridan went through the inside
of the car and Patrick went over the engine. Closing the hood,
he shook his head as he walked beside her. "This thing
was in an accident and the engine is in rough shape. It looks
clean but that is about it. It's not going to last you."
Sheridan was flustered;
she hadn't looked any further. She thought this car would be
perfect for her. Her eyes upturned to look Patrick in the face.
"Come on, I'll
take you to a reputable place where I know they won't screw
you." Patrick's words were loud enough to make the salesman
blush and take off. They piled into Patrick's truck. "You
really want a Saturn right?"
"It's all I
can afford right now," Sheridan pouted in the seat.
about opening her mouth about Sheridan's new job, which paid
her twice as much as her old one, but changed her mind.
we are going to get you a car. But it's going to last you and
not wear out before you've finished making the payments."
Patrick dropped an arm around Sheridan's shoulder as the rode
the busy street for five miles. Pulling into a parking lot of
a new Saturn dealer, Sheridan was shaking her head no.
you'll be fine. I want you to look at their new Ion Coupe. I
think you'll love it and it's perfect for you. The engine is
great, it has great mileage, and it comes in red too."
perked up in the seat as they drove by a very cute little car.
"Look at that one."
one I want you to see. How much money do you have for a down
"I don't have
one but I have my car as a trade-in…" Sheridan frowned
when Patrick and Marybeth laughed at her.
her to a good friend of his. Marybeth was very impressed by
the way the entire deal was done. Neither Patrick nor the salesman
talked her into anything. They swung a few thousand off to look
like a down-payment and Sheridan had a brand new Saturn Coupe
that was Chili Pepper red, with a sunroof too.
"I love it,"
Sheridan bounced around in the cab of the truck. She leaned
over to Patrick and kissed his cheek, it wasn't that difficult
since she was sandwiched between him and Marybeth. "Thank
you so much, it's beautiful and I can afford it. My first new
Patrick was taken
by surprise and almost lost control of the truck. Marybeth frowned,
Sheridan was a little too happy around this guy. "So you
guys are going to dinner at Dolce tonight?"
"Yes we are,"
Patrick smiled as he dropped an arm around Sheridan.
Marybeth was starting
to steam; this wasn't working out at all. She had to think of
something. She had an idea, "I hear Kevin is going out
with Jamie tonight," Marybeth looked out the window to
catch Sheridan's reflection in the glass.
"Yes, he is,"
Sheridan sounded a little off. "It's good though; he should
go out more often."
Patrick was intrigued.
him, my boss," Sheridan smiled at Patrick.
Patrick was sure he would have remembered if he had met her
"Tall guy, with
a beard, mustache, goatee, very gorgeous dark hair, striking
green eyes, and a great body," Sheridan was smiling even
her mouth to hide the smile and keep the giggle inside. Sheridan
had just described the Kevin that she had feelings for, that
was obvious, because she didn't describe him like you would
"Oh the flower
guy," Patrick knew who Sheridan was speaking of now. He
also knew from his past conversations that Kevin was more interested
in Sheridan than Sheridan was interested in him. "Are you
dating him?" Patrick was a little confused; he needed to
clear this up before dinner.
"Oh no, I could
never date my boss. I made that mistake once; I'll never do
it again." Sheridan bit her lip and somehow wished that
those words never came back to haunt her.
I just want to know my competition," Patrick turned into
the parking lot of the apartment building.
competition, not even close," the words came out of Marybeth's
mouth before she could close it.
"You must be
friends with the man." Patrick caught on, even if the pretty,
little blond sitting next to him didn't. Pulling up to the apartment
complex, Patrick parked his truck.
"Yes and we
all work together." Marybeth's cellphone rang as she exited
the truck. Flipping it open, she answered it. She knew it was
A.J. right away. "Yes we're done. Yes she has a brand new
car. Ummm… Why don't I let her tell you about it." A.J.
had asked her how things were going. She couldn't tell him the
wrong way with Patrick and Sheridan standing there.
Marybeth handed Sheridan
the phone as they walked into the apartment. "I'll meet
you at 8 Patrick and thank you so much. I can't wait for tonight."
Sheridan looked funny at Marybeth and handed her the cell phone
back while she unlocked the apartment door. "He sounds
funny, like he's sick or something."
"I bet he does,"
Marybeth forced a smile while grabbing the telephone back.
sound good," A.J. was on the other end with his finger
stuck in his ear trying to hear Marybeth.
"It's not. Kevin
is not going to like this, at all," Marybeth watched Patrick
smile and wave as he entered his apartment. "This is not
going according to the plan. I wish Angel were here. Sheridan
actually told Patrick that she couldn't date Kevin because he
was her boss."
A.J. was trying to think and all the noise and flashing lights
of the casino weren't helping any.
heard her describe her boss. A great body and striking eyes."
one good thing. I'm going to call Angel and see what she thinks."
kill you for bothering them during their down time?" Marybeth
followed Sheridan into the apartment.
"Well Nick might
be a little pissed but Angel won't be," A.J. laughed. "See
you later babe. I'm being a good boy."
"Like it matters
to me," Marybeth laughed as she flipped the phone closed.
A.J., as of late, had been acting as if they were a couple,
but he hadn't asked her out officially. That was something he
needed to do to make things right, but all in due time.
Nick and Angel had
arrived in Miami early Friday morning. They checked into a hotel
on Miami Beach and later met with Nick's sisters, Angel and
BJ. They brought him some paperwork that required his signature.
Nick's dad, Bob, had driven his boat up the coast so Nick could
use it. Nick didn't feel like driving down to his house in the
Keys, especially with everything going on with his family. He
wanted to avoid any confrontations with anybody, including his
The couple had gone
to bed early Friday night. Waking up before sunset Saturday
morning, Nick planned a romantic early morning boat ride before
they needed to catch a plane to the Bahamas. Fresh coffee, fruit
and muffins were catered by a local café and the two
lovers cast off out to sea.
Wrapping his arm
around Angelina's shoulder, Nick pulled her in as close as he
could to his body while the other arm drove the boat. Angelina
loved being out on Nick's boat and watching the sun rise over
the water was incredible, even if they did get up at an ungodly
hour to see it.
Nick dropped anchor
when they got to a secluded spot. Grabbing Angel's hand, he
led her to where their breakfast was left so they could eat.
As they sipped on their coffees, they both leaned into each
other as the sun rose in the distance.
Nick needed to talk
to Angel about something that had been bothering him since their
"talk." His original plan was to tell her in the Bahamas,
but he didn't want to think about it any more. He needed to
get it off his chest so the butterflies in his stomach would
After they both consumed
their breakfast, Nick figured now would be a good time. "Hey
Angel, can I tell you something?"
Angel pulled her
legs up underneath her as she curled under Nick's oversize sweatshirt.
She turned towards Nick, "Of course."
Nick froze. Angel
frowned, "What's the matter?"
Taking a sip of his
coffee, "Oh nothing. Just needed to gather my thoughts
before I said something that would get screwed up in translation
from my mind to my lips."
Angel smiled, "Don't
worry. I'm used to your Nickisms."
I've always referred to when you screw up whatever you are trying
I think," Nick said laughing.
So, what do you need to tell me?"
"I should have
said this the other night, ya know, after our talk," Nick's
voice grew quiet. Angel began chewing the inside of her cheek,
a nervous habit she'd developed recently. She would never have
guessed that he needed to say anything else about the subject,
Nick coughed, "What
I mean is, I want you to know that you are the only woman I've
been with in months. Even before the project got started, I
haven't been with anyone, intimately, since early summer,"
Nick pulled Angel's hand up to his lips and kissed the palm
of her hand, "and I plan to keep it that way for a long
"I'm glad to
hear that. Thank you for telling me." Angel smiled as Nick
wrapped his other hand around Angel's neck and pulled her closer
to his mouth. After an amazing kiss, Nick pulled away when he
heard another boat approaching them.
While lounging on
the deck of Nick's boat, Angelina wondered why she hadn't heard
from Sheridan yet. Angel reached for her purse and pulled out
her cell phone. It was then she realized her cell phone was
turned off, and had been off since Thursday evening. Angel turned
it on and began listening to her messages.
time to get going. We have a plane to catch." Nick yelled
as he docked the boat. Angel noticed the time and panicked.
Neither one of them realized the time; they were now running
late. Running back to the hotel, they quickly threw together
their belongings and were off to the airport.
As Marybeth was leaving
the apartment, the telephone rang. Marybeth waved and let herself
out when she heard Sheridan squeal, "Guess what Angel!"
Angel was now sitting in Miami International Airport, in the
VIP section, talking to Sheridan while Nick slept listening
to his CD player.
After a long conversation
with Angel, Sheridan had come down from her little high. Angel
had made her think, she hated when Angel did that to her. Telephone
calls back and forth took up almost all of the afternoon. Frowning
as she showered and dressed for her date with Patrick, she had
wondered why Angel was so insistent that she not sleep with
Patrick until they had chance to talk face to face. Sheridan
didn't understand it, she wasn't into one night stands and Angel
knew that. There was no way Sheridan was going to sleep with
Patrick tonight or anytime soon.
Sheridan felt better
about taking Angel's car to the restaurant instead of riding
with Patrick. He balked but she did what she wanted anyway.
It had been awhile since she was on a date and she wanted an
escape if things weren't going well. Patrick was waiting for
her at the door as she entered fifteen minutes late. "You're
late. I was beginning to think you weren't going to show."
Patrick reached out to grab her hand; Sheridan held her hand
back and then let him take it.
"Wow, this place
is loud," Sheridan followed Patrick, who followed the hostess
to the back of the restaurant. The walls were black and flames
were painted on the wall behind the bar. Everything was black,
the linens, all of it. Candles blazed on every table casting
shadows on the walls. They were led out to a patio that was
romantically lit with candles. Old cypress trees shielded the
patio from prying eyes and the noise from the street. Sheridan
was seated facing the entrance of the patio. "Oh it's beautiful.
Thank goodness it's warm for January. At home, we wouldn't be
eating outside," Sheridan laughed at the memory of her
father trying to make burgers on the grill during a blizzard.
They were seated and informed that their server would be by
soon. Menus were handed to them as they waited. Sheridan relaxed
when she saw the prices, it was pricey but affordable in her
book. She had become so money conscious lately that she thought
about everything she purchased at least twice, maybe three times.
Buying a new car didn't help.
"This is a very nice place," Patrick reached for Sheridan's
hand and grasped it lightly. "So, what do you like to eat?"
Sheridan took a deep
breath, Patrick was moving too fast. "Chicken probably,"
Sheridan tried to pull her hand back. "Patrick, this needs
to slow down or it's going to stop right here. I'm sorry but
I haven't dated much lately and I'm very skittish."
Patrick pulled his hand back. "Thank you for being honest.
We'll slow it down." His eyes glanced over her face and
body, he never thought that either of the girls would give him
the time of day, let alone go out with him. "So tell me
about your new job."
Sheridan nodded understanding
that Patrick had accepted what she had said. "I'm a personal
assistant to a musician and entrepreneur…" her words stopped
coming as she looked through the entranceway to see her boss
and his date. They were heading straight for them. 'Oh no,'
she groaned in her head. Feelings overwhelmed her as she watched
Kevin's fluid body come through the door behind the actress
that had been hired to perform in her dream scene. Quickly she
lowered her head, hoping that Kevin wouldn't see her. Too late,
he had a bead on her and he was heading her way, leaving Jamie
to stand by herself at their table. "Hello Sheridan, what
a surprise seeing you here."
be, you knew we were coming here," Sheridan's innocence
was glowing even as Kevin smiled and Patrick frowned. Pieces
of the puzzle were falling together very quickly.
"Oh, well I
had no idea that she would pick here." Kevin shoved his
hand towards Patrick. "Nice seeing you again Patrick."
Patrick mumbled knowing damn well that this was more than coincidence.
His eyes traveled to the woman who sat at a table across from
them. She sat with a humpf and there was no doubt she wasn't
happy. He knew who the starlet was and he knew her reputation
for being slightly spoiled. "Your date doesn't look too
happy," Patrick sipped his water as he looked beyond Kevin
towards the woman.
Kevin turned back
and gave Jamie a gesturing that he'd be with her in a minute.
"It's not a date," Kevin smiled at Sheridan. "Not
an official date, more like yours and Sheridans'. At least that
is what Sheridan told me. "Right Ms. Anderson?" Kevin
looked at Sheridan.
Sheridan was now
less than happy with Kevin and Patrick. "I bought a new
car today. Patrick helped me pick out. It's a coupe and it's
Patrick smiled and
squeezed her hand again. "It's perfect for you. It's sweet
and hot at the same time."
and excused herself from the men. She needed to go the ladies
room and quickly. She hated confrontations and she hated them
even more when she was in the middle of them.
Sheridan wasn't surprised
to find Jamie in the ladies room with her not too long after
she had excused herself from the table. Coming out of the stall,
she smiled. "Hi Jamie."
Jamie was applying her lipstick. Jamie didn't know what to say
to Sheridan. After listening to Kevin talk all the way over
to the restaurant, it was obvious that he was very taken with
Sheridan. Kevin asking Jamie out on a date was a way to get
to know each other and that was all. There was no romantic interest
in her at all. "So who is the sweet guy you are with?"
Washing her hands,
she was hesitant to answer, "My neighbor. We're out tonight
because I need to repay him for a favor he did for me."
Jamie shook her head,
"I see. Kevin wanted us to get to know each other a little
better. I think he is very nervous about the big scene."
"I would be
too," Sheridan blushed.
"I think he'll
be okay. He did Chicago in New York and London, and don't forget
his regional theater." Jamie smirked at Sheridan.
Sheridan missed that
last one and she knew everything about the man, "Regional
Jamie laughed as
she left the ladies room. "Disneyworld I guess. I just
hope he doesn't get a hard-on during the scene. It can be very
embarrassing for everyone involved."
Sheridan went to
the sink and splashed cold water on her face. The thought Jamie
planted in her head wasn't going to go away anytime soon and
she had to go back and sit through an evening with Patrick.
Standing up, she looked in the mirror. Squaring her shoulders,
she convinced herself she could get through this. Angel's words
niggled at her, 'Don't do anything with Patrick, you'll regret
it.' "How does she know these things?" Sheridan whined
into the mirror just before she left the ladies room.
Returning to the
table, she saw Kevin walk away and take his seat with his date.
"You two seemed to have hit it off."
Patrick grumbled. Kevin had given him an earful about Sheridan
and that she wasn't on the market. Patrick had volleyed back
that Sheridan had stated that she wouldn't date her boss. Kevin
said he could fire her but then she wouldn't be able to make
those new car payments. "Your choice," Kevin spit
out as he rejoined his date.
have a nice dinner, as friends," Patrick couldn't do this.
He was shocked that the boy band member could be such a creep.
Patrick had thought that maybe he would date her anyway but
then again, he wasn't in for punishing himself. Sheridan's description
of her 'boss' that she had given him earlier chimed in his head.
Sheridan may have forbidden her body and her brain from dating
Kevin but not her heart. Kevin seemed just as passionate about
her, if not threatening at the very least. Patrick would sit
back and wait to see how things developed. It had taken him
this long to get to go out with her, he wasn't going to blow
it now. Besides, he could be there to pick up the pieces when
she was dropped flat for the next starlet the Backstreet Boy
wanted to chase. Dinner would be as friends tonight so that
he could learn more about her.
On Sunday, Sheridan
woke up and spent the rest of her day off writing the story
that had been twirling around in her head. After last night's
testosterone display, Sheridan was quite perplexed at Kevin's
attitude. It didn't seem appropriate and she wondered what "herbal"
substance he consumed beforehand. She would have guessed he
had been drinking, but couldn't smell anything on his breathe.
Monday morning arrived
too soon. Sheridan pulled into Kevin's driveway and noticed
his car wasn't there. Unlocking the front door, she realized
Kevin's home was empty. He had left her a note saying he would
be out all day and he would see her tomorrow on the set. Along
with the note was a bunch of paperwork and filing that needed
to be done before she left. "Just great," Sheridan
mumbled, "I hate filing."
Since the workload
was rather light, Sheridan had all afternoon to surf the internet
and find out what was going on on the BSB message boards. "Oh
boy," Sheridan mumbled as she saw new pictures of Nick
and Angel posted. "At least they look good," she said
to no one.
"I wonder when
Angel is coming back," Sheridan mumbled as she locked up
Kevin's house around four that afternoon. She was taking Tuesday
off to pick up her new car and get the insurance too. All went
well until she ran into Tom at the Department of Motor Vehicles.
He tried in vain to strike up a conversation with her. When
that faltered, he begged her to see him one more time to try
and reconcile. As Sheridan stood in line at the DMV, her face
glowed red from the man's words which were carrying through
the room. Closing her eyes, she hoped that Tom had enough sense
not to blurt out Kevin's name. The DMV was loaded with teenagers
applying for permits. Running out of the DMV she jumped in her
car and sped home, just in case Tom had any ideas of following
her. She cursed herself for being so stupid. After showering
and settling down, she nuked a frozen dinner and sat down at
her computer to do some more writing.
Tuesday came too
quickly as Nick and Angel returned back to Los Angeles. It was
a long flight back West even though they both slept most of
the way. Both were still recovering from too many late nights,
early mornings, hot sun and too much alcohol consumption. The
young lovers had spent an incredible weekend together displaying
more PDA than ever before shocking many guests and other celebrities.
As Nick and Angel
returned to Nick's place, he checked his messages. Aaron called
to let Nick know that he dropped the charges against their mother
and that they reconciled their differences.
news Nick," Angel said as she emptied out their suitcases
on his bed.
"Yeah, I guess
it is." Nick said sadly as he walked into the bathroom
to unpack their toiletry bags.
"Oh, I just
have a bad feeling about all of this, that's all."
Angel called Sheridan
to let her know she was back in LA and that she would see her
on the set in the morning.
By 8PM, Nick and
Angel fell asleep in each other's arms as they were watching
TV. Around midnight, Nick's cell phone ringing pulled them both
from their slumber. "Don't answer it," Nick mumbled
as he let it go to voicemail. Nick crawled under his covers,
dragging Angel along with him.
The set on Wednesday
was relatively quiet. Chitchat among the guys seemed to flow
but only when they were alone. If any of the women walked in,
they all clamed up and stared at them. Finally the three went
off to gossip by themselves.
"Can you believe
those guys? What is up with them? I hope it isn't locker room
talk," Angel spoke as she stared at the five guys having
lunch together off in the corner.
"I don't think
they are like that," Sheridan smiled. Her mood was high
since all of the guys seemed to love her knew car. She played
show and tell with each one of them. Kevin even asked for the
keys and drove it around the parking lot. He was driving around
the lot as if it were the Indy 500. "Those are new tires!"
Sheridan yelled at him as he slammed on the breaks and left
twenty feet of skid marks.
"He won't hurt
it," Nick chuckled. Then he looked at Sheridan, whose eyes
registered horror at the way her new car was being treated.
"Really he won't, he's just making sure it's safe enough
it was fine," Sheridan folder her arms across her chest
"I do believe
Patrick is the problem," A.J. laughed.
Angel elbowed him
to be quiet from one side and Marybeth on the other. "Ouch!"
A.J. looked at both of the women. "You guys are brutal."
Kevin exited the
car and handed her the keys. "It's okay," he nodded
up and down and handed her the keys. "Now since we are
all standing out here together without a ton of film people
around us… I have something to say to the ladies."
A.J. was grinning;
Nick threw his hands up in the air and started shaking his head
no. Brian and Howie were unfazed at they stood next to Kevin.
Angel's brows creased
together as Kevin gave her a blank stare. He then turned to
Sheridan who had a look that was similar to a small child who
was getting a surprise. He focused on her. "Marybeth, Angel,
Sheridan. You will be accompanying us to the Sundance Film Festival."
Angel did a little dance and hugged Nick. "You thought
I wouldn't go, didn't you?"
Nick shrugged and then stood a little taller as he turned to
Kevin. "Angel and I are not getting separate rooms."
Kevin snorted and
laughed, "Don't worry Nicky, I know that Angel has replaced
your Nintendo for hotel fun."
Marybeth looked at
Kevin bewildered. "Why do I have to go?"
Kevin swung his arms
forward and then clapped his hands together. "Simple, I
need the help. You could meet a ton of contacts at this festival
even though we can't discuss the film. The girls will need to
meet people too. I need Sheridan because she is my assistant
and she will travel with me frequently. Plus I need Angel to
keep ADD boy out of my hair."
Nick knew Kevin was referring to him.
Kevin barked at Nick, who did what he was told to do.
Sheridan's mind raced
as she slowly decompressed what Kevin had just said. Suddenly,
panic overtook her body as she wondered about the sleeping arrangements.
She lowered her eyes to the ground when she heard Marybeth's
voice. "Sheridan and I will share a room." Sheridan
said a soft 'thanks' inside her head; her prayers had been answered.
The group broke up
and slowly drifted inside, except for Sheridan and Kevin.
"I really don't
think that I need to go. Angel is more of an extravert than
I am. It would be better if people talked to her."
fair to Angel. You are a team; you work as team Sheridan. I
really do need you there to do business if it crops up. It's
not going to cost you a dime. I foot the bill for your travel
Sheridan blew out a breath and went inside.
Kevin lingered in
the parking lot. Marybeth had thrown him a curve ball with the
sleeping arrangements. He knew Angel would go for it, she was
a party girl to the bone. Sheridan was reluctant but it wasn't
anything that he expected. Now he was going to finish working
on his plan in his head. He had a few little surprises for Sundance.
By nine that night,
everyone was too tired to go on. The set was closed for the
evening and they were due back on the set the next morning at
While driving home,
Nick checked his voicemail messages that he successfully avoided
hearing all day. But the constant vibrating his cell endured
throughout the day and the numbers displayed from all of his
siblings, he knew something was wrong. In his heart, he knew
it was bad news, but didn't want to know what it was. He was
looking forward to a good weekend away and prayed it wasn't
the sort of bad news the media would know about or want to discuss
while he attended events at Sundance.
Looking over at Angelina
asleep next to him, he could hear her voice telling him to find
out what it is so you will be informed and can talk about it
or decline comment if need be. Knowing what the right thing
to do is, he dialed Aaron's cell.
"Hey Bro, what's
the hell have you been? We've been trying to reach you for hours
man!" Aaron practically yelled.
"I figured if
it was THAT urgent or THAT important, someone would call Howie
or Kevin to tell me to call home. Otherwise, this was just our
normal Carter family drama. Am I right?" Nick was annoyed.
He knew his family too well.
you are." Aaron sounded defeated. For all the times people
thought his older brother was an idiot, he was underestimated.
"What the fuck
is wrong now?" Nick was pissed.
"Mom got arrested
last night, but she's out of jail now."
happened? What are the charges against her?"
Angelina jumped then
stirred a little bit after Nick yelled, but drifted back to
broke into the house last night and found Ginger and Dad sleeping
in bed. Mom grabbed Ginger by the hair and dragged her out of
bed, threw a remote at her and began slapping her around. Dad
and I tried to stop Mom and get her off of Ginger, but she's
a strong, stubborn woman. Ginger is pressing charges."
Nick mumbled. "Is Ginger alright? Was Angel home? Who bailed
her ass out of jail?" as he asked each question, Nick's
voice rose with anger.
Angelina slowly opened
her eyes to see Nick visibly upset while talking on the phone.
Looking around, she realized he must be driving around because
they just passed his place.
a bit startled and shaken. Dad was livid at Mom."
"Well Dad should
have waited until after the divorce before he cheated on Mom.
Nevermind, that's not important. Was Angel there?"
was there too. We all had to give a statement to the police
after Ginger said she was pressing charges. I ended up bailing
Mom out since she couldn't get a hold of you."
Nick muttered. "Why didn't she ask her new boyfriend?"
"I don't think
that relationship is very strong."
"There's a surprise."
As Nick rolled his eyes, he noticed for the first time Angelina
was now awake looking confused. "Thanks for the update
Air. Hopefully this won't make any news in the entertainment
world, but at least now I know in case I get asked."
"Where are you
going?" Aaron asked.
off to Sundance with Angelina on Friday. Kevin will be there
too. I need to let him, Johnny and the rest of the guys know
fun this weekend. I'll be flying out to California soon. Can
I still stay at your place?"
"Yeah, no problem.
We'll talk later." Nick closed his phone and looked at
Angelina. "We need to talk. But first, I'm stopping to
get some alcohol."
"Good news from
different day. But this time, my Mom has really done it."
Nick had a full plate
on Thursday morning; he was filming a backdrop scene with no
lines. All of the guys were filming the same sort of material.
John assumed that this would help the men learn how to work
with the camera and hit their marks when they needed too. "It's
sort of like practicing before you start saying your lines."
The entire day was filled and they stopped at eleven.
Sheridan went to
Kevin, "I'm so far behind at the office."
Kevin escorted her
to her car, "Don't worry about it. We knew this would happen.
We'll catch up later." Kevin stood next to her car as she
closed the door and started the engine. Kevin knocked on the
window when he saw something he didn't like.
Rolling down her
window, Sheridan looked up at him, "What?"
"Lock your doors,"
he grumped at her.
A smile played on
Kevin's face but he stifled it. Normally Sheridan wasn't one
for smart remarks to him, but she was over-tired. "Go home
and get some sleep, you're a little punchy." Kevin watched
her roll up her window and push down the lock on the door.
The alarm buzzed
earlier than she would have liked on this sunny, Friday morning.
"I'm so freakin tired," Angel complained as she packed
for yet another long weekend away from home. Nick picked up
the shirt and sweater he wore out the night before and smelled
them. Shrugging, he threw them into his suitcase.
need to be washed Nick," Angel scrunched up her nose at
wrong with them?"
"Nick! The Forbidden
City and the El Centro nightclubs smell is all over your shirt,
sweater and pants. Put those in the laundry pile." Nick
and Angel had attended Stuff Magazine's, "Pieces of Ass,"
after party Thursday night as well as hitting the El Centro
nightclub before calling it a night. Angel was still amazed
she let Nick talk her into going, or rather, tricked her. It
was very entertaining and quite interesting to see some of the
ways celebrities acted and interacted with each other and their
Nick looked over
at his overgrowing laundry pile in the corner. It had all of
Nick's and Angel's Bahamas clothes. "When are we going
to get a chance to do laundry?"
Angel looked up from
her suitcase as she folded her undies, "Why? Are you out
of clean underwear or something?"
curious when our schedules will slow down." Nick said with
a sigh. "Don't get me wrong, I love spending time alone
away with you Angel. But I wish we could spend time alone hanging
at my place or yours."
Realizing Nick was
in need for some good news, Angel needed to check on their schedules.
She knew they would be slowing down. "We're returning to
Los Angeles on Tuesday," Angel grabbed her organizer, "and
we don't have filming that day. We can spend my birthday doing
laundry. Maybe we could order in Chinese or something."
Angel walked into the bathroom to gather her toiletries.
Nick's face paled.
He had no idea Angel's birthday was next week. "Holy shit,"
Nick?" Angel said as she walked out of the bathroom, back
into his bedroom.
I just crushed my finger in my suitcase."
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