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I'm on my way! Geez, calm down."
Marybeth and Sheridan
sat watching with amusement as Angel tried to talk Nick into
letting her run up to the hotel room to change. "But I'm
in a pink sweat suit with a pink wife beater," she whined.
"I know Angel,
but the studio is only open for another 10 minutes. I would
really, really love to have a picture of us from Patrick McMullan.
Who cares what you are wearing? This is just for me. Tell the
driver to gun it."
"I know babe.
Trust me, he has been. We just pulled up to the hotel. I'm here."
Angel heard a click in her ear and then heard the cab door open.
Suddenly, she saw an arm reach in and pull her out of the cab.
Nick tossed some money in the front seat, three times the fare.
I appreciate it." Nick yelled at the cab driver, who had
to break a few speeding laws to get Angel back in time. The
couple took off in a golf cart that a concierge had arranged
to take them to the studio setup a couple blocks away.
Marybeth and Sheridan
graciously smiled at the driver and said their 'thanks.'
The driver's eyes
lit up when he realized how much cash was thrown on his front
seat. "Here's my card. Anytime you need someone to take
you around Park City, give me a call, okay?"
Smiling, the girl's
nodded their heads and quickly entered the hotel. It was quite
cold outside; they were running out of time as well. Rushing
to the elevator, Sheridan was looking around the lobby while
tapping her foot. "I can't believe our plans for tonight
changed so quickly. Why the hell did Nick need his damn picture
taken now? I can give him hundreds of copies of studio portraits
of himself." Turning her attention to the closed set of
doors in front of her, she muttered, "Hurry up, goddammit,"
under her breath.
"In a hurry
or something?" Marybeth was busting on her. Sheridan shot
her a look. "Nick doesn't have any pictures with him and
"I can print
some of the paparazzi pictures from the net." Exasperated,
Sheridan ran her hand absent-mindedly through her hair. "Now
Nick and Angel are definitely going to be late for dinner, I'll
need to make sure I'm on time or Kevin will have a fit!"
"Well, you can
just call….." Marybeth looked down at the business card
the cab driver had just given her moments ago, "Jesus Cabrera."
The elevator dinged.
As the doors opened, Sheridan cast Marybeth another look, "Oh,
shut up. I think I need some Xanax. Do you know anyone who would
have some? Maybe I can call Angel and beg her to hurry up."
"I'm just messing
with you. Calm down. Your hair is done. Your makeup is done.
All you need to do is get dressed. You've got plenty of time
to get to the restaurant."
will take some time. Besides, I don't want to go. I want to
stay in my room and order room service." she whined causing
Marybeth to snicker.
"It's not funny!"
Sheridan's shouting could be heard down the hall. Sheridan entered
the room and carefully unpacked the dress from the bag. Looking
in the mirror she had to admit to herself that she looked very
nice. Her hair and make-up were perfect. She proceeded to dig
out the pumps that Kevin had requested. Eyeing them, she thought
she was a fool for indulging her boss, but why not, just once
she could. Tonight she would go to dinner and give serious thought
to what Kevin really wanted. After dressing she grabbed her
purse and gave herself one last look in the mirror. She felt
the butterflies in her stomach and swallowed hard. "You
can do this," she pointed to her reflection in the mirror.
Closing the door, she headed downstairs.
"I can't believe
we are getting our pictures taken in our sweat suits Nick. Why
didn't you change? This is so bizarre. We can just call Andre
sometime to help us out. I like his pictures." Angel's
teeth were chattering due to the cold weather.
Nick looked at Angel,
"I didn't want you to feel bad about what you were wearing
so I stayed in my sweat suit. I can call Andre some time; he'd
love to do that." He sounded so distance and not really
caring what he was saying. Nick had a confused look on his face
as he stared at Angel's hair. "What did they do?"
Letting out an exasperating
sigh, "I have no idea, but that woman didn't know how to
do an Up-do to save her life. It will be gone once we get back
to the hotel when I get dressed."
Nick glanced at his
watch, "We may not have time. Our reservation is for 6PM."
Angel shot Nick a
look, "Oh, we'll have time. Trust me!"
Nick sat back with
his arm around Angel, "Yeah, this will give Kevin and Sheridan
some time alone."
out…..breathe in ….breathe out…'
Nearby, the concierge,
Jacques, watched Sheridan carefully as she waited for her cab
to take her to the restaurant. Kevin had called him earlier
to arrange her transportation so she'd be on time. "Are
you alright Madame?"
Sheridan let out
a little 'yelp' as she was startled by Jacques' question. A
little embarrassed at her demeanor, she shyly replied she was
fine. A horn beeping from outside startled her again. "I
knew I should have found some Xanax. This is going to be a long
night," Sheridan mumbled as she headed towards the front
door, wrapping her arms around her body to keep warm.
Jacques opened the
door to the cab as he held out his hand to assist her getting
in. "I wouldn't want you to fall in those shoes Madame.
Have a wonderful dinner," he said as he shut the door.
Sitting in the back
of the cab, Sheridan began talking to herself. Not really talking
to herself; it was more of a pep talk. The cab driver eyed her
in the rearview mirror wondering what drugs she was on, as she
chatted away to herself. Sheridan felt the man's eyes on her;
she pursed her lips together tightly to keep from talking out
"Hear ya go,
Ma'am. Grappa's Restaurant," came booming from the front
seat, startling her once again. She took a moment to get her
money ready and take a few more breaths. "You're a little
edgy. Go get a nice glass of wine, it will help calm those nerves,"
the cab driver offered as he held open the door.
him a small smile as she handed him the money, "Thank you."
Her legs felt like
there were weights attached to them as she slowly walked up
the stairs to the restaurant. Looking at her watch, she noticed
she was a couple of minutes early. "HA!" she commented
to no one, making her feel a bit more confident. 'It's just
a business dinner. Time to go to work, y'all,' she stopped her
mind before it finished. She rolled her eyes at herself then
thought she could pretty much entertain herself if need be in
any situation. "If I start answering myself or referring
to myself in the third person. I'm doomed."
The Maitree'd walked
over to Sheridan as she entered the restaurant, "Welcome
to Grappa's. Do you have a reservation?" Panic settled
as Sheridan tried to think of what name the reservation was
put under. 'Oh God, help me'.
Sheridan answered demurely, "Yes, I think it's under the
His eyes scrolled
up and down the pages. Shaking his head, 'No' he asked, "Could
it be under another name? How many are in your party?"
"Four. How about
Sheridan's eyes darted
around the room wondering if Kevin was already sitting down
and would come get her.
Blowing out a breathe
she didn't know she was holding, she asked frustrated, "Do
you have a reservation for Lydon or Anderson?"
"Ah yes, Lydon
- party of four. Right this way. One member of your party is
Sheridan sarcastically said. The weights on her legs now felt
like gigantic logs. She felt as if she was on a death march.
me!" Angel yelled at Nick. She was still upset with the
"You look beautiful.
You don't need to fix your hair. You just need to get dressed,
now let's go!" Nick was getting anxious. The photo shoot
took a little longer than he expected. He was a pro at these
things; Angel, on the other hand, was not.
"He made me
take off my sweatshirt Nick. I had no bra on! That is beyond
inappropriate for a photo!" Angel cried.
"No, it's not,"
Nick countered, "There are many celebrities who don't wear
a bra even for their photo shoots."
"Do I look like
a celebrity to you? I think not!" Angel was on a rampage;
arms flying around, pacing back and forth.
'This isn't good,'
"Do I look like
a size A or B cup Nick? I'm a C! I've never seen a big-breasted
woman have her picture taken without a bra on, on purpose!"
Angel stormed out of the bedroom to the bathroom to work on
her hair that looked like an upset bee-hive. Getting more frustrated,
she decided to change into her outfit. No way was she going
to be wearing her sweat suit to dinner.
She pulled out a
tight-fitted white blouse and her pushup bra. Then she grabbed
her pants from the closet.
wearing a dress like Sheridan?" Nick commented.
"Did you feel
how cold it was? Heck, no. I'm wearing pants." Angel said
as she stuffed her leg into her Bridget Fit, cuffed wide pants.
Next, she grabbed a pair of suede boots and slid them on. Nick
wasn't getting dressed up either as he had on a pair of jeans
and a red t-shirt. Angel stormed back into the bathroom to try
and make her hair presentable.
Nick looked at his
watch. It was just 6PM. Thinking in his head, 'If we leave in
the next ten minutes, we could be there by 6:20PM. Perfect.'
The bathroom door
opened, Nick embraced Angel. "I love you just the way you
are. Now let's go." Nick grabbed Angel's hand and pulled
her out the door with their winter coats tucked under his arm.
"I hate you.
You're only saying that so we get there on time," Angel
said with a pout while the elevator took the couple down to
the lobby. The *ding* of the elevator gave Angel warning she
could storm out any second. Nick knew she would walk at an Olympic
rate and decided he would keep up with her.
Ms. Lydon, Mr. Carter. Your cab is waiting for you." Jacques
graciously bowed toward the door.
the couple responded in unison. As Jacques closed the door to
the cab, again, they both said "thank you" at the
Sitting with her
arms across her chest, Angel sulked in the back seat. She was
having a horrible evening. She knew being with Nick would end
up in the public eye, especially with his fans. They would find
those pictures and would most definitely have a field day making
fun of her hair. God knows she had done the same thing to his
Suddenly, a thought
came to mind. She hadn't been bothered by any paparazzi since
she left LA. She didn't know if she was getting used to ignoring
them or if they really would leave them alone. She definitely
knew they were there in Park City, but just maybe they were
kept quarantined or something.
Relaxing into Nick's
shoulder, he gave her a kiss on the top of her head. "Remind
me to call my family tonight after the Premiere? I got a message
from Johnny that Access Hollywood would like to interview me
about what's going on now and my reaction to my mother's arrest."
Angel turned her
body to face him, "Are you in the mood to talk about it
to the media?" Angel questioned, "Because you really
haven't said too much about it," Angel turned her head
and sat back muttering, "To me anyways."
"Yeah, it will
be fine." Nick wanted to change the subject, "I wonder
what Sheridan and Kevin have been talking about?"
The cab stopped.
"I'm sure we'll find out soon enough," Angel said
Running his hand
through his hair, 'Great Nick, piss her off some more why don'tcha.'
Nick said to himself as he entered the restaurant.
Kevin stood up from
the table as he saw Sheridan approach the table. He pulled out
the chair directly across from him for her to sit in. "Good
evening, Ms. Anderson."
"Okay, so we
are formal tonight Mr. Richardson?" Sheridan was shocked.
She thought for sure it would be "friends" night.
Smiling, Kevin pushed
her chair in and went back to his chair. "Yes, I think
it would be best."
Sheridan was screaming
in her head. He was messing with her mind again, 'the bastard.'
"I took the
liberty of ordering us a bottle of Chardonnay while we wait
for Nick and Angel to arrive." Kevin reasoned as he looked
at his watch. The waiter greeted Sheridan and asked if she wished
for anything else to drink.
In her mind, she
was thinking a shot of Vodka would be nice, "No thank you.
I'm all set."
"Awe now. What's
the matter Sheridan? Didn't you like your day of beauty?"
'He's got to be kidding
me.' "I've had a wonderful day - thanks to you. What makes
you think something's the matter with me? I'm going to enjoy
my dinner with this wine you've chosen. Besides, I don't want
to drink too much or I may fall asleep during the Premiere."
of that," Kevin interrupted, "You and I will need
to go over some notes for an early morning meeting I've arranged.
We'll meet in my suite after dinner. I'm sorry you'll miss the
premiere." Kevin needed to find some alone time with Sheridan
and the only way to do it was when Angel was already occupied.
He hated to ruin her time at Sundance, but this needed to be
done. And he needed to make Sheridan feel confident around him
as his assistant. He would catch her off-guard as his lover
Sheridan's lips were
pursed together closed in a straight line, 'you little bastard.'
"That's fine." Sheridan took a sip of her wine as
she looked around the restaurant. It had a rustic charm; much
like that of a Tuscan country atmosphere. She was engrossed
with tuning Kevin out as she looked for Angel to arrive. As
she spotted the couple, she could tell something was wrong in
paradise. 'Oh good, I'm not the only one in a bad mood,' she
Angel spied Kevin
right away and tossed a glance at her best friend. "Uh
oh," she muttered loud enough for Nick to hear.
he questioned as he pulled Angel closer. His tone sounded more
annoyed than sympathetic.
"I'd put money
on tonight, it looks like it's not going as well as you think,"
Angel said as she eyed Nick.
Nick replied sarcastically.
Kevin and Sheridan
both stood up to greet the couple as they approached. Leaning
in to give Angel a hug, Sheridan whisper, "What's wrong?"
we order." Angel murmured back as she let go and went to
Kevin reached out
to shake Nick's hand and pulled him closer for a quick manly
hug - which included a slap on the back. "What's up?"
later," Nick mumbled.
As the two couples
took their seats across from one another, and immediately all
studied the menus put in front of them. As if they were a shield,
Kevin held it up to talk to Nick - or rather mouth the words.
Using his foot, he tapped Nick's foot to get his attention,
"Did you get into a fight?"
Mouthing back and
shrugging his shoulders, Nick replied, "I don't know."
Kevin nodded his head up to the ceiling signaling Nick to raise
his menu higher so the girls didn't see them talking.
Kevin rolled his
eyes as he finally figured out what Nick was mouthing. 'This
is going to be a long night, I can tell' Kevin thought as the
waiter returned to see if they'd like to order any appetizers.
another bottle of wine," Kevin replied quickly.
"I know what
I want to eat," Angel said as she put down her menu.
Sheridan eyed Kevin, waiting for him to pounce on her or something.
The girls looked
at the guys waiting to see if they were ordering appetizers
or if they could order their dinner.
Nick looked up and
noticed they were staring, "I don't want an appetizer,
but I know what I want to eat." All three eyes turned to
Kevin who was still holding up his menu.
"Do you need
glasses Kevin?" Angel asked wondering why Kevin was reading
the menu so close to his face.
Kevin said as he looked over the top of the menu. Realizing
what she said and what he was doing, he quickly placed it in
front of him. "I think we are ready to order our meals
There were two orders
of lasagna made with grilled zucchini, wild mushrooms, and spinach,
one horseradish-crusted salmon with garlic and herbs, and shrimp
stuffed with fontina cheese. The four people now sat at the
table without menus.
Angel placed her napkin in her chair, "I'll be right back."
Taking her cue, Sheridan
shot up, "I'll be right back as well."
The two men looked
at each other, "You knew this was going to happen sooner
or later. I never understood why women have to go to the bathroom
together. These two take it to a new height."
so they can have some alone time to talk."
"Well, why don't
we do that then? It would be a hellof a lot easier than trying
to mouthtalk behind menus!"
Nick's voice rose,
"You KNOW what I mean Kevin. I don't need this shit from
on guy. What's up with snapping at me? Who made you pissed and
all seem to drive me crazy lately." Nick had had it with
women lately. His sisters. His mom. His girlfriend.
Angel snapped as she sat down on the loveseat in the bathroom.
She explained to Sheridan about the photo op between her and
Nick; then how Nick dragged her out of the hotel room to get
to the restaurant at a reasonable time.
Angel, but I'm glad Nick dragged you out of the hotel. I was
just informed right before you came that our plans for tonight
have been changed. Mr. Richardson and myself will be working
Angel said louder than she meant to.
"In his suite,"
Sheridan fluffed her hair and then turned to the mirror to check
Nick questioned Kevin after learning his after-dinner plans.
"We've got work
to do." Kevin smiled.
Nick noted the smile,
"Don't do it Kevin, don't try to seduce her while we are
here. You're going to blow it."
"Do I tell you
how to run your love life?" Kevin flicked the napkin over.
picked up the napkin.
Kevin hoped he wouldn't
tuck it in the front of his shirt. "Then don't run my love
"You don't have
one," Nick raised his voice slightly.
A few heads turned
towards them. "If you don't shut up Nick, we'll have a
repeat of this morning."
hurt me," Nick cocked his head to the side.
Kevin eyed the narrow
hallway to the restrooms, "I didn't want to, I do now."
Kevin saw them coming and sharply turned to Nick. "All
we are going to do tonight is business, that's it. I have to
get her comfortable with going out in public and build up her
confidence. Nothing will happen."
ran to the table from the hallway, leaving Sheridan behind.
"If you lay one cottin' pickin' finger on her, I'll rack
shot up and he stared at her in shock, while Nick laughed. Sheridan
came into his line of vision and he smiled, ignoring Angel's
outburst and Nick's laughter. She looked beautiful in her dress
and those damn shoes. Thank God they were sitting and would
be for a while, he was getting hard just watching her walk towards
Angel plastered a
plastic smile on her face, "I'm not kidding."
Just as Sheridan
reached the table, Kevin whispered under his breath, "My
balls are safe for tonight, now shut up."
Sheridan stood next to her as Kevin stood up, walked around
the table and pulled Sheridan's chair out. Sheridan sat, and
Kevin leaned over the top of her head. His grin grew but only
Angel and Nick could see it.
When they followed
his line of vision, Angel let out a gasp and Nick once again
began to laugh. Kevin was staring down the front of Sheridan's
dress. By the look on his face, he liked what he saw.
aren't," Angel spoke and reached for her wine glass. She
hid behind the glass as Kevin shot her a death glare.
Dinner was served
as the group imbibed in more wine. The conversation turned to
their own project. Angel knew how to get Kevin's attention and
change his entire attitude about the rest of the evening. She
only knew this because Nick told her about a conversation that
he had had with Kevin. "So Kevin are you ready for the
big love scene?"
Sheridan closed her
eyes and dropped her head. 'I so want to kill her,' she grumbled
as the lasagna suddenly tasted too rich and gooey to swallow.
Kevin's face reddened
with embarrassment as he cast a glance at Sheridan. This was
something he didn't want to talk about. He had thought about
it on the trip up here. "My love scene will go just fine
Angel. The scene was written very well so I feel as if I'm really
and raised her head. She grabbed for her wine glass and sipped.
a great job writing that scene," Kevin paused to see if
she was going to look at him. She did and when she did, he smiled.
A reddish face pensively
looked back at him. She was waiting for the inevitable smart
remark from him, although most of his remarks were saved for
"You'll do fine,
you just need to practice." Nick raised his fork to his
mouth only to drop it. He glared at Angel since she had a death
grip on his thigh and her nails steel stakes being driven into
Kevin smiled sheepishly,
never taking his eyes off of Sheridan. "Something like
that." There was a lot more he wanted to say on the subject
but his practice he hoped would come from Sheridan and he was
banking on the fact that it wouldn't be a dress rehearsal.
turned to celebrity watching as all four shared stories of who
they had seen in the course of the day. "Did you know Demi
is very short?"
Kevin laughed, "She's
not that short, she's about Sheridan's height. Ashton is just
Angel grinned and so did Sheridan as their heads moved from
side to side.
Nick turned in his chair and gave her a hard stare.
Kevin chuckled in
his head; he had never seen Nick so jealous or protective over
Angel shrugged not wanting an argument over a simple statement.
romances are so wonderful. Too bad they don't work." Sheridan
stayed on the subject but away from the hint that had upset
"What do you
mean? Some work, it works for them." Kevin was now dipping
into a piece of Turtle pie. Sheridan begged off on dessert.
After seeing Kevin's, she wish she hadn't.
Kevin watched her
stare at his food. "Want some?"
"I really shouldn't,"
Sheridan eyed the dessert; her mouth watered.
Kevin dipped his
fork into the luscious dessert and leaned forward toward Sheridan,
fork in the air.
ate the food that was offered. Her tongue darted out of her
mouth and caught the whip cream on her lip.
where that came from," Kevin gave her an auspicious smile.
The smile that drove every female crazy.
hot in here," Angel deadpanned only to have Sheridan and
Kevin glare at her.
Kevin ground his
teeth together; Angel could be such a pain in his ass some days.
Glancing at his watch, he looked up at Sheridan. "We should
be going; we have so much to do."
Sheridan sat stunned
in her chair, unable to move. She was having a sexual fantasy
about the man that was speaking to her. An elbow from Angel
brought her back. Sheridan's face turned fire engine red, even
"You're so cute
when you blush," Kevin was now behind her waiting for her
so he could help her from her chair.
"Where are we
going?" Sheridan blinked as Nick and Angel snickered at
"To work Ms.
Anderson, to work," Kevin winked at Angel only because
he knew it would piss her off. "Pay the bill boy, I have
the next one. Don't forget to keep the receipt for reimbursement."
Nick nodded, not
too sure what he could say that wouldn't get him into trouble
with any of them. "Yes sir, Captain."
Kevin cast a questionable
look over his shoulder at the comment. He smiled and waved his
index finger at Nick, only causing Nick to laugh as Angel sat
in the chair boiling mad over what Kevin had done.
"What is your
problem?" Nick balked at Angel, since they were both in
a foul mood. Kevin and Sheridan had donned their coats and were
heading out the door.
returned from her fantasy-mind and jumped right into business
mode, "Receipts? Are we supposed to keep them too?"
Kevin looked down
at the petite woman by his side, "Yes. But don't worry
"But I forgot
to get a receipt for my cab ride over here."
"I said don't
worry about it. I'll take care of it." Kevin said as he
held open the door of the cab for Sheridan to get in.
"What the hell
do you call what he just did?" Angel fumed at Nick for
not saying anything.
Nick laughed but stood up quickly to avoid getting any limbs
injured. "Come on, let's head over to the premiere."
Angel shot a look at Nick. "If he even…"
"She'll be fine
Angel. Kevin said they are working and that is just what they
will do and that is all they will do. You started yanking his
chain first, so don't get mad when he yanks back," Nick
entered the cab. They had paid the bill and left the restaurant
as they both argued.
Angel grouched at him.
Nick returned and he wasn't smiling when he said it.
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