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wasn't in the mood to discuss his family situation on the set
the day before so they set up an early luncheon meeting. Angel
put a call in to her boss at the restaurant, Craig, to ask if
they could use the private room in the back.
Friday morning, Brian,
A.J., Kevin, Howie, and Johnny Wright were meeting Nick and
Angel at Barefoot's Restaurant at 11AM before the Sundance crew
needed to catch an afternoon flight to Utah.
Angel and Nick were
the first to arrive. Angel wanted to visit with some of her
co-workers whom she missed. They all gathered in the private
room. Angel introduced Nick to Craig, James who was the bartender,
and Kim, her friend and their server, as well as Tony, the short
order cook. Kim was stunned to see Nick on Angel's arm. At first,
she was speechless. Then Kim let out a squeal that startled
Nick smiled and said,
"It's nice to meet you all."
Kim began chatting
away making it difficult for anyone else to say anything. "I
knew that was you!" Kim jumped up out of her seat, "Last
week, I was waiting in line at Ralph's and I did my usual skimming
through the rag magazines. I thought I saw you in People magazine
golfing with Nick, but they didn't have your name and your hair
was in cornrows. Wow! Talk about having your dreams come true
Angel." Angel blushed realizing she never told Kim about
dating Nick. "Now I see why you kept your boyfriend such
a mystery." Kim winked at Nick, causing him to blush.
"So when will we see you working again Angel?"
not sure Craig." Angel honestly didn't know what kind of
free time she'd have while not on the set or what her hours
would be on a regular basis. She looked over at Nick while shrugging
Nick chimed in, "Angel's
schedule will probably slow down over the next month or so and
get into a reliable routine where she'll know her hours better."
James always had
a crush on Angelina and now he was turning green with jealousy
seeing her with Nick. "How do you know so much about Angel's
Angel was taken back
by James tone. Nick smirked knowing all too well James' behavior
towards him. "Angel is not only my girlfriend," Nick
wrapped his arm around Angel, pulling her closer to him; "She
also works for our company."
Shocked, Kim began
choking on the sip of water she'd just taken. "Jesus, we
have some catching up to do girlfriend."
Angel smiled at her
friend. "I couldn't tell you before because I was trying
to keep it on the down low. In the excitement of it all, with
your mouth, it would have been on Page Six faster than you can
say Paris stars in another sex tape."
Everyone began laughing
hysterically. Nick didn't realize what a joke Paris was to the
"What kind of
company do you own?" Craig asked. He had no idea who Nick
was or what he did for a living. Tony began laughing hard. "Ditzy's
dating one of her music obsessions."
"You're in the
music business?" Craig was shocked. He didn't know Angel
wanted to work in the music industry. He thought she was looking
to work in the filming industry.
Nick replied sheepishly,
"Our company is in the entertainment industry, it involves
more than music. I've also been known to do some acting."
Suddenly, a light
bulb went off in Craig's head, "Wait a minute," getting
out of his chair he picked up his cell phone and dialed a number.
"Honey, what's the name of the group Bella likes? Okay
Hanging up the phone,
Craig turned towards Nick, "You're in that group the Backstreet
Boys aren't you?"
Nodding his head,
Nick replied, "Yup."
"Ah huh! I knew
you looked familiar. You are on a couple of posters in my daughter's
Angelina leaned into
Craig, "Your daughter has good taste."
Craig winked at Nick,
"Oh, I'll win the 'Dad of the Year Award' if I can get
an autograph from you and your bandmates. How about we exchange
your luncheon tab for an autographed picture?"
be necessary; we would love to do it for free. I'll give it
to Angel to bring in to you after we return from Sundance."
generous of you Nick. However, I must insist, lunch is on me."
Angel nudged Nick
and with a wink to Craig, "Take it."
Meanwhile, the rest
of the boys arrived and were escorted to the function room where
the meeting was to take place. Angel introduced the staff to
the boys and everyone settled in for the meeting.
Nick dreaded having
to call a meeting to brief everyone on his family problems.
None of the other boys have ever had to do this. Angel requested
Kim to be their server since she trusted and knew her better
than anyone else. If Kim happened to overhear anything said,
it would stay in the room. As much as Kim could gossip, she
also knew when to keep her mouth shut when it was serious.
After the meal was
eaten; Nick told them about Jane's arrest and what, if any,
they would say on the issue.
"Have you talked
to your Mom since this happened?" Howie inquired. He never
understood the dynamics of Nick's family. Out of all the boys,
A.J. came from the broken home and if anyone would need help
and support, it would be A.J. Howie's family was so close that
it always made him wonder why Nick's was so different from his.
Howie always reasoned it must have been the success and money
that destroyed their family unit.
"Nope! And I
don't plan to!" Nick was fuming mad still.
Angel dropped her
head and began playing with her fingers. Howie caught her reaction
and figured she already went down this road with Nick with no
Kevin sat eerily
quiet during the whole meeting. Even when Johnny was giving
them all advice on how to handle it, especially Nick and Kevin
who would be at a high profile event, Kevin kept his mouth silent.
As much as Brian
felt sympathy for Nick, he couldn't help but wonder what the
hell was going on with Kevin. "You alright Kev? You're
awfully quiet," Brian spoke softly.
Smirking, Kevin answered,
"Oh, I'm fine. Just thinking about this weekend and trying
to figure out the best strategy to get the most out of it."
Kevin's response caught a few stifled giggles around the table.
"I bet I can
take one guess which strategy you would like to do first too."
A.J. mumbled absent-mindedly.
There was a knock
on the door then slowly it opened. Craig walked in, "I
hope I'm not disturbing you guys but something just occurred
to me as I was at the bar."
Brian and Johnny
said, "No problem," simultaneously. Angel was quite
puzzled as to why her boss would interrupt a meeting, even if
she was in attendance.
"Angel, do you
remember last month I told you about some men inquiring about
you and asking the staff questions?"
Angel's eyes grew
wide. She had forgotten about that. 'Uh…yeah…why?"
"Well, one of
the men is sitting at the bar."
Nick jumped up out
of his chair followed closely by Kevin and Johnny. Craig continued
as they peered out the door. "I noticed he has a camera
wrapped around him and he was looking around the restaurant,
almost like he was surveying it or looking for someone, I'm
Johnny spoke up first,
"He works for either Star or US magazine. I forget his
name." Nick's fists clenched as he bit his lip mumbling,
"Jesus, they don't quit, do they?"
"Calm down big
guy. He wouldn't do anything to hurt Angel or anyone. He's just
doing a job to get paid. He must have gotten a tip from someone."
Johnny spoke as he returned to his seat.
"I checked his credit card when he paid for his lunch and
the card belongs to a Rick Dunn."
Johnny turned towards
Craig and Angel. "You said one of the men. How many others
were there and how long ago?"
Angel answered, "Just
two guys. Last month they came in asking about me."
"Actually Angel, there's been about 6 different people
inquiring about your working status at the restaurant."
Craig saw the terrified look in Angel's eyes.
Nick did too. He
went back to his seat and wrapped his arm around her protectively.
"Don't worry," he whispered.
"Angel, I've asked the staff to let me know if anyone asks
about you specifically and they've been the ones to point them
out to me. We've averaged one a week." Craig dropped his
head to avoid making eye contact with her.
Johnny was good at
reading body language, "What is it? Tell us everything.
That is the only way we can protect her."
some people lounging outside, usually in the back of the restaurant
and in the parking lot. A few of them match those who inquire
No longer frightened,
Angel jumped up out of her seat angrily, "What the hell?
What do these people want? What are they looking for?"
Kevin noticed the
look on Nick's face and knew he had nothing to comfort Angel
or stop her worrying. "Angel, it's not as bad as it may
look," Kevin began but Angel interrupted.
"It's not? Have
you ever seen E Uncensored? Those people are vultures Kevin."
Angel began pacing the floor, talking with her hands in the
air, "They will stop at nothing to get what they want.
They taunt people. They get in their way. They get nasty and
in your face." Looking at Nick, her eyes grew watery, "I
can't have people do that to me…" Turning towards Johnny,
she finished, "Without making them get out of my space."
Johnny went to comfort
her, "I know it's not fair what they get away with doing,
but just remember the law is on their side most of the time.
Don't do something you'll regret or you'll be pegged by the
whole industry and together, they can make your life a living
Nick finally found
his voice and walked toward Angel, "He's right Angel. You
need to let it go and walk away from them. They are like animals
but trust me, you learn to ignore them and their words."
Brian offered some
helpful advice, "Angel, you can always talk to Leigh if
you'd like some advice. She's been dealing with them because
of me and has learned to ignore them over the years."
Smiling for the first
time since they began the meeting, she said her thanks to everyone.
"I'll be fine. I just got pissed off hearing what Craig
said. I'll deal with it," she spoke. Angel walked out of
the room and straight to the bar.
Nick exchanged worried
looks with the boys and Craig. Noticing where she was headed,
Craig mumbled an "oh shit" as he went after her. Johnny
followed too, but turned back to the room, "I'll go watch
her. Sit here. Don't leave, stay out of sight." He ordered
before turning back toward the bar.
Sitting beside her
nemesis, Angel ordered a diet coke from James. He eyed her suspiciously
wondering what the hell she was doing. James knew from Craig
what was going on.
Rick Dunn smiled
brightly seeing who sat beside him. "Hello," he said
cheerfully to her.
Johnny was now sitting
on the other side of Angel on another barstool.
she said politely. She turned and noticed Johnny. Smiling at
him, she turned toward Rick. "I hear you've been asking
Rick's mouth dropped
open in surprise. He never had someone be so bold as to approach
him; normally they ignored him.
wondering if you still worked here."
"Do I know you?"
Angel questioned with a smile.
Smiling back at her,
"I don't think so, but you may know my work."
Sitting up straight on her stool, she noticed Nick peering out
the doorway. 'Get your head back in there ya big bafoon' her
mind was trying to send a message telepathically. It must have
worked because Nick shut the door after he noticed Angelina
looking at him. "What kind of work do you do?"
"I'm a photographer,"
Rick said with a twinkle in his eye as he realized who Johnny
was. "Aren't you Johnny Wright? Manager of Justin Timberlake?"
Rolling her eyes,
Angelina let out a laugh smothered by a cough when she felt
Johnny pinch her. Johnny slowly turned toward the man, "Why
yes, I am." Holding out his hand, the two men shook.
"This must be
my lucky day," Rick muttered. Looking at Angel, "I
thought you were involved with someone else." Jumping off
his seat, Rick quickly gathered his belongings. "It was
nice to meet you both. I just remembered I was due back at the
office an hour ago."
Angel gave Johnny
a strange look, "What was that all about?"
Laughing, Johnny replied, "Don't be surprised if you read
about yourself next week being Justin Timberlake's reason for
breaking up with Cameron. Or better yet, you and I are having
"Oh how cool,"
Angel laughed as she followed Johnny back to the room. They
wanted to get the meeting finished so that Angel and Nick could
take off for Utah.
Marybeth made the
stop to pick up Sheridan. After Sheridan let her in and she
followed Sheridan back to the bedroom, her eyes nearly fell
out of her head. The closet doors and the armoire doors were
open. Clothes were half falling off the hangers, dangling precariously.
Clothes covered every square inch of the room from the dresser
to the floor. On the bed sat six suitcases piled with so much
stuff she didn't think any of them could be zipped closed. "Looks
like Kevin is just going to catch the flight without you."
the scene as she heard Sheridan's phone ring next to the bed.
Kevin's voice roared from the answering machine.
and shrugged her shoulders, "He's a little upset."
Now the phone call
of desperation from Kevin made sense. He begged Marybeth that
he would pay for an entire spa day out his pocket when they
were in Utah if she could just haul ass over to Sheridan's apartment
and get her ass in gear. Marybeth agreed to do it but he had
to pay for all the ladies to go. 'A girly day,' Marybeth called
Kevin's tone wasn't directed towards her so she let it pass
as he hung up on her.
to panic. 'Kevin is going to have a fit. What the hell would
Angel do if she was here?' Suddenly a light bulb went off in
"You need to
get this mess down to two suitcases, right now." Marybeth
Sheridan pouted at Marybeth.
Marybeth shook her
head and left Sheridan standing in the room sorting through
the items she had packed. Sheridan obviously wasn't taking Kevin
very seriously since she continued to let both the telephone
and her cell phone ring, nor was she trying that hard to make
the flight. Flipping her cell phone on, Marybeth called Kevin.
Kevin was now keyed up. They were never going to clear security
and make the flight. Sheridan and Marybeth had to meet him at
LAX in the next five minutes or they could forget this all together.
"You can forget
her catching this flight. She is stalling, avoiding, and ignoring
you. I think it might be that, 'I can't be with him because
he's my boss' thing that I told you about. She is afraid to
go in case something will happen between you."
kidding me?" Kevin balked back. He paced back and forth
at the entrance of the airport. This wasn't a good placed to
be seen all riled up, photographers were always at the airport.
Angel and Nick watched
Kevin carefully. The couple looked as if they were attending
a tennis match as their heads turned from left to right, over
and over again.
Nick turned to Angel,
"Are you going to call your roommate and straighten her
Angel smirked, "Nope.
For once, Sheridan needs to deal with her boss all on her own.
Poor Marybeth. She has to endure the wrath of Kevin and she
didn't do anything. She better let Sheridan have it."
smart-mouthed back, "Oh well, it's that or the woman is
trying to pack six suitcases to go to Timbuktu."
Kevin pinned his eyes shut. "Sorry Marybeth, I didn't mean
to yell at you. It's not your fault."
"When you call,
she listens, and then blows you off. You need to get her to
understand that she needs to be there for all of us and the
film. I know that isn't what you are thinking but we need her,
we're a team." Marybeth spoke honestly.
Kevin tapped his
foot on the ground. "Leave there after she picks up the
phone and talks to me. Get here and get on this damn flight.
Somebody has to be there to keep an eye on the nymphomaniacs,
better known as Angel and Nick. I'll handle Sheridan."
"Are you sure?"
Marybeth turned towards Sheridan's bedroom to make sure she
"Yes, we need
you there. You need to get some contacts; you can't work for
Gene all your life."
"I like the
way you think Kevin."
he disconnected the call.
Marybeth stood in
the living room and waited for the telephone to ring. Since
Sheridan didn't know where Marybeth had gone, she went out to
the living room to find her.
As the telephone
rang and the machine began to pick-up the call, Kevin's voice
filled the room, "Sheridan, if you value your job and your
paycheck, the ability to make the payments on that nice, red
convertible, ya better pick up this phone because that will
no longer be a possibility for you."
Sheridan grabbed for the phone and shouted as she answered it.
"What are you
doing? We are late; we are missing our flight out!" Kevin's
yelling traveled through the receiver of the telephone and all
the way across the room.
trouble packing," Sheridan gave Marybeth a muted smile.
Kevin thought about
what she had said but more about what Marybeth had said. She
is avoiding me, he concluded. "I'll be over to help you
in just a few minutes. We'll figure it out together."
yelled and dashed to the bedroom to clean up the mess. Not even
realizing that she had just hung up on Kevin.
Kevin tucked his
phone in his pocket and headed to the short-term parking. "Oh
yes I am and we are going to work out these quirky, crazy little
habits, and odd-ball thoughts you have. Six pieces of fucking
Marybeth never did
say goodbye to Sheridan as she zoomed out of the parking lot
and headed directly to LAX.
Getting into the
truck he dialed Marybeth's cell. She answered as she was huffing
into the airport. "I'm going to miss the plane."
"No, you won't.
It's delayed for a half hour. I need to know what travel agency
you used. I need to get another set of seats for tomorrow."
"I already did
that. You"ll get an email with the e-ticket confirmation
numbers to print out your boarding passes. Your flight is at
8 am sharp. I called Sheridan and told her to sit tight."
alright," Kevin groaned.
"Oh, a little
frustrated? That's okay. I told her you were coming over to
re-pack for her and you were bringing dinner and a bottle of
"Did she flip
out on you?" Kevin started the engine.
"Yes I made
it!" Marybeth squealed as she headed towards Nick and Angelina.
Answering Kevin, Marybeth replied, "Yeah, she hung up on
me. Get the wine and order the food once you get to her apartment.
She might split out of town on all of us."
Kevin mumbled as he tooled out the parking lot and headed for
the nearest liquor store.
An uneventful flight,
a solid landing in Utah, and they were ready to play and do
"I told you
to pack your winter socks that my parents gave you," Angel
scolded Nick who hadn't stopped complaining how cold he was
since the plane landed in Salt Lake City.
"At least I
brought my leather jacket," he pouted.
"Yeah, and you
are wearing the same damn pants as last night you dufus!"
Angel couldn't believe him, "It's not like you don't have
a whole closet full of them."
Marybeth sat there
shaking her head. 'This is going to be a long, entertaining
weekend, I can tell,' she said to herself.
Walking side by side
from the taxi to the hotel, Nick started complaining again,
"Damn, it's friggin' cold. Just a few days ago, we were
in the Bahamas soaking up the sun, playing golf, and now we're
wearing winter jackets!" His mind also recalled his encounter
with Angel at the nightclub. Turning, he looked over at Angel.
Inside the hotel lobby, Angel pulled off her hat, letting her
hair hang down, and began shaking the snow off of her. She unzipped
her jacket and began stretching, Nick groaned, "You are
not allowed to remove any more clothing until after we reach
our hotel room."
Angel noticed Nick
was sporting a hard-on inside his jeans. 'Oh, I hope there's
no one around to take pictures of 'Thor,' Angel giggled. Walking
with some difficulty, Nick wandered over to the hotel's front
desk with Marybeth and checked into the hotel.
Angel was staring
around the hotel lobby, admiring it. She couldn't believe she
was actually attending THE Sundance Film festival. Sheridan
and Angelina had no idea that the boys had this planned for
a while now. Angel was particularly surprised Nick kept it a
secret as long as he had. The fact that Kevin was all for the
girls attending confused her even more. There were more paparazzi
at an event such as this than anywhere in LA. 'He must have
an ulterior motive,' she reasoned.
Angelina was reading
an itinerary of all the different gatherings going on around
them when Nick wandered back over to her from the front desk.
Leaning down close to her ear, he whispered, "C'mon troublemaker,
time to get to our room." Nick held out his hand and helped
pick up her bag as the bellhop put their luggage on a cart to
bring up to their room.
Nick noticed Angel
looking through the Sundance program they received. Standing
in front of the elevators, he looked over her shoulder, pointing
out things he wanted to go to.
Marybeth was checking
out the itinerary as well wondering what she should do.
"When we get
to the room, we'll have to map out our itinerary," Nick
said as he tried to see the location of certain events in relation
to the hotel. Angel couldn't believe how excited Nick was getting
making his plans. Nick pulled the brochure from Angel's hand
to get a better look.
"Oh man, we
HAVE to see this premiere," Nick cried as they entered
the elevator. Angel rolled her eyes and the bellhop couldn't
help but smile.
Looking over Nick's
shoulder, Angel could see the word "Butterfly." "What
movie is it?"
the Butterfly Effect with Ashton Kutcher." Pulling the
catalogue away from his face, Nick wondered, "I wonder
if Demi will be here with him?"
Angel shrugged her
shoulders. She was lost in her own thoughts of possibly being
in the company of movie stars. Marybeth's eyes lit up as well.
As they reached the
floor, the bellhop led the way to their door, opened it up and
wheeled in their luggage. After unloading Angel and Nick's luggage,
he walked across the hall to Marybeth's room and deposited her
luggage. She was just grateful her luggage arrived safely since
she had just made it to the airport to catch the flight.
Looking around, Angel
was in awe at their accommodations at The Chateaux on Silver
Lake. The suite was almost as big as her entire apartment. Even
in the Bahamas, the hotel they stayed in cost more than her
share of rent for the entire month. "Good God, will you
look at this place?"
Nick was sitting
at the table, engrossed in the catalogue, making their plans.
The living room had
a huge stone fireplace that created a romantic ambiance. "Nick,
this place must be costing you a fortune."
Nick looked up at
Angel, "Will you stop worrying about money? This is being
paid for by the production company, just like the trip to the
"What? How is
Chuckling, Nick explained,
"Easy. It's free P.R. We attend functions and write it
off as a business expense. Our record company gets free PR,
our manager gets our name out to the general public, the media
outlets spread the news around about me, part of the group,
the fans will see it and get them excited about upcoming events…it's
a vicious cycle of PR that is seen as all positive. Not to mention,
if we are interviewed, we can discuss upcoming projects."
"Wait a darn,
root 'n tootin' minute Carter." A light bulb went off in
Angel's head, "You mean to tell me that part of these trips
are used as PR?"
And this trip can help build you some connections with people
in your field. Help you network for any future projects."
Nick pushed his chair out from the table and went to stand beside
Angel who looked like she was still in shock at the prospect
of being used for PR purposes.
"Trust me Angel;
this is just as good for you as it is for me and the group.
But, I wanted to be here with you, to spend time with you, to
have fun with you. These are so boring usually, but when I'm
with you, I have lots more fun. I wouldn't have come if you
didn't come with me."
Angel's lips had
a little pout but looking into Nick's eyes, she realized he
was being truthful. Nick continued, hoping to not upset her
any more, "I wouldn't have gone to the Bahamas without
you either. But we did have some fun, didn't we?" Nick
questioned with a sly grin as he grinded his hips into Angel's
Throwing her head
back, she sighed. "That DJ booth was amazing. I hope no
one noticed us though. Kevin wouldn't appreciate reading those
headlines. 'Backstreet boy prefers the back door' or 'Reason
101 for wearing a miniskirt to a club with a thong,'" Angel
Nick groaned as he
felt himself harden thinking about their drunken excursion to
the Dragon's Club in the luxury Paradise Hotel club. "Thongs
are great for easy access." Nick breathed as he closed
his eyes recalling the events in the DJ booth.
Angel had pulled
out his throbbing cock and rubbed it as they kissed, battling
tongues in each other's mouths. Running her other hand through
Nick's hair, Angel had told Nick that she always wanted to have
sex in a very public place. With Angel's hand-stroking Nick
harder, Nick slipped two fingers into her wet folds, teasing
her. Angel knew she was close to having an orgasm when she suddenly
turned around and wiggled her ass into his growing erection.
The two had had too much to drink and were so inebriated they
weren't thinking straight. Bending her over slightly, Nick continued
to torture her with his long fingers. Then, in one quick, simple
movement, he pulled aside Angel's thong and quickly penetrated
himself into her backside. Pulling her hips back to meet his
thrusts, the two became in sync. Nick removed one of his hands
and continued to rub Angel's clit. Angel was holding on to the
console to help support herself as she felt a tingly sensation
begin in her toes and run straight up her legs. As her knees
began to buckle, Nick grabbed her. After a couple more thrusts,
Angel turned her head to kiss Nick passionately as they both
climaxed together. Nick thought they were quiet but Angel recalls
When the DJ returned,
he was thoughtful enough to knock, thank goodness, or he would
have seen quite a sight. "Is everything okay in here?"
he questioned. Both Nick and Angel were sweaty and flushed after
their orgasms. "It is now," Angel said in breathy
voice. The DJ blushed as he realized what transpired in his
booth. Nick reassured the man, "We didn't touch or sit
on anything, I swear." Laughing, Nick grabbed Angel's hand
and led her out of the booth to an open door that led to a balcony
outside. Both needed to cool off before anyone else saw them.
Coming back from
his thoughts, "Oh no, not the hiccups again," Nick
moaned. "I'm sure there will be some pictures show up some
where. Hopefully, none of when we had sex in the booth."
was that guy that called your name when went out onto the balcony
I have no idea who he was affiliated with though."
will definitely be at least one after-sex picture then. Not
that your fans won't tell by your hair anyways." Angel
was lost in her thoughts as well. "I hadn't had a hangover
like that in quite a while. God, you and your brilliant idea
of me getting my hair done in cornrows the next day. That didn't
help my headache, at all."
"Yeah, but you
needed a vacation to help release all your stress." Nick
winked at Angel as she gave him a look.
"Hold your breath
and see if you can get rid of those." Nick walked over
to Angel and began kissing her neck. "I want to unpack,
change, and go sightseeing."
Marybeth came over
to Nick and Angel's room after she unpacked. The three were
just chillin' and mapping out their weekend. Angel kept staring
at the door behind her. She told herself she wasn't going to
get involved in Sheridan's affairs, but the suspense of not-knowing
was killing her. Hoping to not sound too protective, Angel played
it safe, "When is Kevin arriving since he missed his flight?"
"Kevin and Sheridan
are flying into Utah tomorrow, together I hope." Marybeth
mumbled as she watched Nick take an interest in the conversation.
"What the hell
happened?" Angel cocked her head to the side, confused
over what had screwed up this important trip.
none too happy with the arrangements and coming here, you know
that. It seems six pieces of luggage was the problem. She couldn't
condense it down to two. When I left, Kevin was threatening
her with the loss of her job if she didn't get it together."
"OH MY GOD!"
Angel grabbed for her cell phone only to have Marybeth shake
her head back and forth. "What?"
having avoidance issues with this. She may have convinced herself
that she can't sleep with Kevin but the rest of her is crying
foul." Marybeth grinned at Angel. "Hey they're alone
in LA for one night. Working it out, coming to terms with things,
Now it was Angel's
turn to beam, as her head slowly nodded up and down, "Ah,
"Who does her
packing anyway?" Marybeth snickered.
"I do the un-packing
part the second time around. She seems to think that she's always
going on some type of expedition where she won't be in touch
with civilization for eons and she won't be able to get something
if she needs it." Angel sighed. "I dunno?"
"I don't either.
Who knows maybe by the time they get here it might push both
of them together. This place is very romantic." Marybeth
looked around the grand suite.
Nick was now standing
next to Angel's chair, "Marybeth, ya want me to call A.J.
for you, since it's romantic and all?" Nick's 'oomph' was
silent as Angel's elbow connected with his stomach, intentionally.
filled the hall, "A.J. is a big boy and he has to decide
what he wants to do. That is half of his problem, all these
years; everyone has made his decisions for him. Then he is not
responsible when it goes wrong, because it wasn't his to begin
"Damn, she has
him figured out," Angel mumbled as she returned to reviewing
the itinerary as Nick moaned his way to the shower.
Thirty minutes later,
and dressed in his warmer, winter socks, Nick and Angel walked
around Park City, home of the Sundance Festival.
As the sun was setting,
a photographer asked Nick if he would pose in front of the Mercedes
Benz G Wagon. Angel began to step aside but the photographer
asked her to stay. Nick kept on his sunglasses and army cap;
he honestly didn't feel like getting his picture taken, but
it was part of the job.
Seeing a crowd, the
couple went into the Phillips Lounge to see what was going on.
Nick ran into a few celebrities he knew and chit-chatted a while.
Angel was starting to get hungry. Nick realized it too when
he heard a loud grumble and Angel's face turned three shades
Laughing, he took
her hand and led her back to their hotel. Neither of them felt
like going out and both wanted to get comfortable. After ordering
room service, Nick and Angel took a long shower then changed
into sweat suits.
After dinner, the
couple wandered down to the hotel lobby and found out there
was an X-Box display in the Motorola Lodge. Nick couldn't resist
stopping by to check it out. It was there they ran into more
people who talked them into going out to the Blender Sessions
5 nights of Music. The couple quickly went back to their hotel
room to change into something a bit more appropriate.
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