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helped Marybeth outside. A bench in the park across the street
from the girls' apartment building would be a good place for
them to sit. At least the neighborhood was decent; he wasn't
worried about being mugged. "Marybeth, let's take a walk."
"This must have
been how Sheridan felt on New Years Eve."
A.J. chuckled; relieved
she hadn't brought up his own alcoholism. "Don't go melting
to the ground on me lady." He dropped an arm around her
waist and steadied her with his other arm. He watched the taillights
of Brian's car go up the driveway.
"But Kevin was
so sweet to carry her out to my car."
sweet babe. Kevin was getting his hands on something that seems
to be wearing a chastity belt." A.J. would never forget
that night. Sheridan almost slammed into the floor. Kevin grabbed
her by the waist and hauled her against him. The patrons separated
as soon as Kevin swooped down and picked her up. He carried
her out of the bar. A few whoo-hoo's caused Kevin to frown at
He easily dodged
a playful slap from Marybeth as she snickered. "He was
"The old man
was coppin' a feel. Trust me, after all these years, I know
Kevin. He's a dawg in disguise. She spent all that time wagging
her ass in his face on the ride over and it nearly killed him.
We ribbed him for freaking days about it. He didn't want any
other guys getting any ideas, so he hauled her out." Marybeth's
legs wobbled on her as they crossed the asphalt. "Easy
babe. I don't want you to fall."
"The air feels
good on my skin." Marybeth tossed her hair back out of
her face. "I'm thirsty."
"I bet you are.
But first, you need some coffee and then some water to re-hydrate
you." A.J. guided her to the bench. "So gorgeous,
let's talk about us. What are we doing together and where are
"We're at Angel's
birthday party. Going? I think I need to be going home."
Marybeth twisted on the park bench a little too close to the
A.J. dropped an arm
around her shoulders to stop her from tilting over. "Woman,
you are wasted. I meant the bigger picture."
"Oh the movie,
you film one of your parts tomorrow." Marybeth snickered.
"I can't wait."
A.J. closed his eyes.
He finally understood what it was like to be the person taking
care of the drunken one and not be the drunken one. "I
care about you. You're different. You don't go out partying
all the time. You're level headed, smart, and independent. Do
you think we could sort of make it official, like dating? I
mean, do you see us as a couple?"
"We're not going
to couple A.J."
enough. I'm not getting anywhere on this subject tonight."
Marybeth tried to stand up. A.J. stood up in front of her and
placed a hand on each side of her waist. "What's my name?"
A.J. stopped and
pointed as his chest, quickly. "Good, Alexander is correct."
He couldn't let go too long or Marybeth would tumble to the
grass. "Alexander is going to be a gentleman and take the
very tipsy Miss Marybeth home. I doubt you'll remember we even
had this conversation."
Marybeth mumbled as she closed her eyes.
"Oh yeah for
me." A.J. fished through her purse to find the car keys.
Snagging them from the very bottom, he pulled them out, and
dangled them in the air. "Let's go princess, your coach
"You're too funny A.J., too funny."
me, funny A.J." A.J. guided her back across the lot to
her car. He leaned her against the car while holding her up
and trying to open the car door with the other.
"Need a hand?"
A.J. jumped hearing
a male voice in the parking lot. The speaker came into view
under a street light. He stepped forward, closer to them.
Marybeth nearly fell forward as she reached out to touch Patrick.
"I got it dude,"
A.J. shot him a look, which would be missed in the dark. "Nervy
shit," A.J. mumbled. Finally, after a few minutes, A.J.
managed to get Marybeth into the passenger's seat and buckle
"He wants Sheridan
and Angel together."
tell me about it on the way home." A.J. dashed to his side
of the car. "I could use a little dirt on those two."
A.J. started the
car and shifted into gear. "I really am interested… "
A.J. looked to the woman he had placed in the car. She was sound
asleep. "I'm interested… Really interested in you, and
Sheridan rolled around in her bed most of the night. Angel's
party drove a few points home to her. She wasn't a risk taker;
she was edgy around men now, and her sex life sucked at this
point, it was nonexistent.
The attraction she
held for Kevin hadn't diminished as of late; it had been worse
the entire time they were in Sundance. Now she had to analyze
the situation. They were already working together in two capacities
both of which he was essentially her boss. If she were to factor
in a relationship, how would it impact her position with the
film and her job with Kevin? Would Kevin be like Tom and fire
her when things didn't work out?
She grasped each
side of the pillow with her hands and folded it over her ears
desperately trying to drown out her own inner voice that was
telling her to go for it, it couldn't hurt. It was the chance
of a lifetime. Then the argument began with her inner voice.
"Wonder if it doesn't work out?" she spoke as she
lay in bed. "You won't know if you don't try," she
answered. "What is going to happen if he fires me?"
A loud sigh from her, "You'll find another job with a domineering
metrosexual pop star."
Sheridan flung the
pillow across the room as the alarm went off. "You're not
helping me here!" After kicking the sheets from the bed,
she grumbled her way to the shower, hoping she wouldn't wake
Angel or Nick. The last thing she needed was a reminder of Backstreet
so early this morning. She paused at Angel's closed bedroom
door. "I wonder what he gave her for her birthday."
She stretched and headed to the bathroom to shower and debate
the situation even more.
Angel heard Sheridan
talking to herself in her bedroom. Angel knew Sheridan wasn't
having a good morning. When Sheridan's alarm went off, Angel
heard a thud. She knew that could only mean bad news. Sheridan
wasn't in a good mood, at all!
continued to stare at her hand. She had been staring at it since
she went to bed in the early hours of the morning. But now that
the sun began to shine, she could see the birthday present Nick
gave her more clearly. She hadn't slept a wink all night but
she knew Nick did as he lightly snored laying next to her, keeping
her in his arms. A smile graced her face as she closed her eyes
to finally drift off to sleep.
Kevin wanted an answer
and he was up early with the birds tackling the sensitive issue
of how to convince Sheridan to say 'yes' after she told him
'no.' Last night he watched her quietly and objectively. Well
about as objectively as he could, he had to be fair to himself.
When he left, she was flitting around the living room like a
frightened little bird, unable to answer his question. She wanted
more time to think about it since they had Angel's party and
she had gotten sidetracked. She had told him she would give
him his answer today when she came into work. His gut told him
she was going to say 'no' and he wasn't happy.
He wasn't sure what
he should do at this point. He needed someone to level with
him, a person who would tell him the truth. Picking up the phone,
he dialed. He waited for the happy voice to answer, a sound
he loved to hear. He smiled into the phone. "Morning to
you to Mama."
His mother, Anne,
wanted updates on every bit of Kevin's life and she meant everything.
After two hours, he was almost begging to get off the phone.
He wasn't going to ask her, he doubted she had the answer to
his question after all. His eyes traversed the room. His luggage
was strewn all over the living room and Sheridan was expected
within the hour as long as she wasn't running on Backstreet
Kevin asked his mother, "I'm hoping my relationship with
Sheridan will work out."
She responded with,
he frowned into the phone.
"I want grandchildren.
I'm going to die before you give me any."
"Do you harass
Jerald like this?" Kevin knew the speech well; he'd heard
it for years.
"No I don't,
because he's not ready. You are."
"How do you
know I'm ready? I don't even know if I'm ready." Kevin
sorted the mail as she spoke to him.
"So you hired
a very young and cute girl as your assistant after having her
fired because you just want to have sex with her?"
Kevin felt the skin
on his back scrunch up. He hated when his mother pinned him
like this. No response was better. Not responding would garner
further abuse from her too.
"From what you
told me, she's a nice girl with some roots. She still calls
her parents on Sundays and goes to see them. She's not one of
those Hollywood types. She's young; she can have lots of babies."
"Let's not launch
into that part of your lecture. Besides, I have to go, the house
is a mess. Sheridan is due in any minute. Then she has to leave
for the film set."
is filming a scene, one of the girls has to be on the set at
all times. They have creative control on the movie."
have creative control of your music."
Kevin's tone was sharp, only because this was a serious sticking
point with him and had been for a while. "I have to go
to the studio and lay down some tracks with Nick."
"How is sweet
Kevin smiled, "Sweet
Nick is fine but probably running late. His girlfriend's birthday
was last night. We had a little party for her." Kevin grabbed
some demo tapes and tossed them to the chair with his backpack.
"I'm really excited about this new album Momma, but I'm
not so sure about the tour. We have some great tracks to sort
through though. One song is called Poster Girl that's pretty
cool, I like it. I'm going to let Nick hear the one I wrote
today. I want his take on it."
it baby, don't worry. I bet they will all like it when they
hear it. I hope it's on the new CD."
"Me too, I put
a ton a work in on this song." Kevin riffled the papers
on the kitchen counter looking for his song. "I ended up
co-writing it with two others. I got too hung up on it."
Anne sighed, "Nick's
girl is your girl's roommate, right?"
Kevin rolled his
eyes, as his mother guided the conversation right back to where
he didn't want it to be. "She's not mine yet, but she will
make her your roommate before you're married."
The lock on the front
door was turning. "Goodbye Mama, I love you." Kevin
hung up the phone and looked around the living room. "Oh
Sheridan walked in
to find Kevin staring at a pile of luggage in the middle of
his living room. Then she turned to look at him. His hair was
going in every direction. He was wearing a pair of blue gym
shorts and a white tee with 'Kentucky Football' plastered on
the front of it.
He looked at her
and smiled. "I was beat when we got back yesterday. Then
I had to pick up the cake… I didn't leave your place until late."
"You don't owe
me any explanations; it's your house." Sheridan walked
by him and down the hall to her desk.
"Oh, not good."
Kevin grumbled. He followed her to her desk. "I'm going
to take a shower. Umm… Ah…"
"Take your shower.
We'll talk when you're done. I have an answer to your question."
Kevin didn't care
for the tone or the wording of her answer. He didn't want to
hear 'an answer' he wanted to hear 'the answer.'
He needed to take a shower, to clear his head. This wasn't working
out according to his plan. He should have asked her last night
in front of everyone and put her on the spot. Sheridan liked
to please others and she wouldn't let her friends down.
Waking into this
bedroom, he grabbed his clothes from various places. Kevin spoke
to the mirror as he passed by it, "Okay, now you're being
manipulative." He paused tilted his head and began to grin,
"Who are you kidding you have been manipulating this entire
situation from day one." A belly laughed escaped as he
exited his room and stood in the hallway.
"What's so funny?"
Sheridan stared at him from the top of the hallway.
Kevin smiled and headed to the bathroom.
Sheridan booted up
the computer. She had changed her mind nine million times on
the way over there. "Yes, no, yes, no… " She kept
practicing her little speech. How she was going to tell him
she would be in control and she would make the decision and
it would be final. He had better not try anything funny like
firing her either. Reading e-mails, she began to answer the
ones that needed immediate answers. She was on a tight schedule
jumped when fingertips grazed her shoulder. She stood up quickly
and her chair rolled out from under her. Little butterflies
swooped in her stomach. Kevin wet and clean-shaven was enough
to make her tongue roll back in her throat. He even smelled
good. Her bottom lip rolled in and she chewed on it.
Kevin's smile faded as he stared her. "I didn't mean to
"Let's get this
over with. I had a difficult time with this. This is going to
sound awful. I'm willing to go out on few dates and that's all.
And you can't fire me, if it doesn't work out." Sheridan's
words flew as fast as her 90 WPM typing speed.
Kevin shook his head
at her. She had stunned him, it wasn't quite the answer he was
looking for but it wasn't a definite 'no' either. What did
he expect, bunny sex right off the bat? He had to think
and think fast. "Okay, we'll go out this weekend. Does
that sound good to you?" Kevin knew he had thrown her off
track as a befuddled look crossed her face. He laid his prince
charming smile on her. It would give him time to sort things
"Yes, that would
be fine." Sheridan went to sit.
Kevin yelled as he reached for her. He grabbed her by the arm
and pulled her forward to stop her from landing on the floor.
Her body slammed into his. For a moment, he forgot to breathe
as she pressed up next to him. Kevin felt his body start to
hum with anticipation. Too bad, it was a false signal. Looking
down he watched her slowly pick her head up and stare back at
him. His true smile began to show and spread widely over his
face. "Your chair moved when you jumped. I didn't want
you to get hurt." With one arm still holding her, he grasped
for the chair with the other. Pulling the chair towards them,
he slowly lowered her into it.
she barely whispered.
Kevin could barely contain his jubilant mood as he entered his
office and closed the door. Had one of the guys been there,
he would've high-fived him. "She's mine," he danced
over to his desk. Booting up his own computer, he worked with
the door closed for a good hour. It took him that long to regain
control of his body. Kevin fought to focus on the e-mails and
documents the cute little blonde in the next office was sending
him. The one with the sexy thong shoes with chains at the ankles…
Chains at the ankles… He lost his train of thought and struggled
to regain it again.
His e-mail chimed.
Instead of bothering him, Sheridan e-mailed him to tell him
she was leaving. She was gathering her things when he yanked
his office door open with his sheet music in one hand. He stared
at her and she stared at him. "Damn, this is awkward now."
"See, I knew
it would be. Let's just forget the entire thing." Sheridan
walked towards the front door.
followed her and latched onto her arm. He spun her around like
a top. "I just meant that I don't know how to act now."
I," Sheridan's brow furrowed.
Kevin saw the frown
begin. "We'll talk more later. We'll figure it out."
"I'm not coming
back." Sheridan swung her purse over her free shoulder.
"What do you
mean you're not coming back?"
Kevin's grip tightened
on her arm. Sheridan held back the little yelp, which wanted
to escape. His tone of voice made it hard for her to stop and
look at him. It was forceful but seemed to have a cry attached
it. "They're filming today. You know I don't know how long
I'll be." She glanced at her watch, "You have a half
hour to get to the studio."
"Christ, I forgot
about that." Kevin brushed a lock from her face with his
free hand. "Just don't think about it anymore until we
talk. It'll work out. We need to figure it out, that's all.
I guess what I meant was I don't know if I should say, 'See
you later' or give you a kiss good-bye."
Kevin saw what he
thought was a brief little twinkle in her eye. He leaned forward
and placed his lips on her temple. He gave her a chaste kiss.
"How about both? See you later."
He grinned as Sheridan
fumbled with her laptop bag and keys trying to open the door.
"Allow me," he opened the door and watched her lithe
legs carry her out to the car. She gave him a little wave before
she zoomed out of his driveway.
"I'm so screwed,"
he moaned. Finally, it had registered with him that Sheridan
was one of the few women he had an interest in that could make
him crawl. Only two other women in his life ever had that kind
of control over him, his mother and Kris.
His thoughts turned
to Kris and wondered what she had been up too. He owed her a
phone call. When the final split came between the two, it devastated
the entire family, Backstreet included. Nick was hit the hardest;
he'd practically grown up with Kris beside Kevin. "I fucked
that one up too," he rubbed his eyes. He would love to
get some sleep but grabbed his coat and keys and headed to the
Sheridan made it
to the studio in record time. She was running late and didn't
want to throw off the schedule. For the next week, Sheridan
and Angel would split the schedule. One of them needed to be
there every time a scene was filmed. Angel was filling in from
time to time at Barefoot's because she enjoyed the job. Sheridan
sat off to the side waiting for John to begin.
"Earth to Sheridan,
are you with me?" A.J. waved a hand in front of her face.
Sheridan squeaked back at him. She could feel the rush of heat
in her cheeks.
A.J. cozied up to
her on the couch, "So you finally gave our fearless leader
an answer and he must have liked it because he hasn't called
to rag on me to get you to change your mind."
Sheridan felt like
a balloon, which had just been popped by a very sharp pin. She
groaned and covered her face. "A.J. it was awful."
A.J. shoved a little
closer, "What was so awful? You don't strike me as the
kind of chick to fall into someone's bed, so I think sex is
for her water bottle and gulped like a fish. The subject alone
was enough to send her in a tizzy. Swallowing her water, she
closed her eyes, and let out a cleansing breath. "I told
him we could go out on a few dates." Sheridan opened her
eyes to A.J. covering his mouth with both hands. "Don't
you dare laugh at me."
A.J. moved his head
from side to side.
"I mean it.
I can't help it if I'm nervous about this. What if it doesn't
work out and he fires me from the film and as his assistant?"
A.J. turned and looked
over his shoulder then back at her. "He's not Tom. He isn't
going to fire you. Hell woman, he had you fired just so he could
be around you all day. You openly ignored him in all the meetings
when we first started. Then he pulled the investigator crap."
"I know, that's
why I'm so unsure. I can't trust a man who'd do those things."
A.J. leaned closer
to her. "Kevin doesn't trust easily either. You are now
in his home, daily. By his side, daily. You go to meetings with
him, you eat lunch with him, and sometimes dinner. You went
out on New Years together on a date. You just came back from
Sundance and I think you had a good time. You talk on the telephone
constantly with him. You're already dating so what's the difference?"
Sheridan sat forward
on the couch; she crossed her legs and placed her bent elbow
on her knee. Placing her head in her upturned palm, she thought
about what A.J. had said. "It does sort of seem like that.
Just like you and Marybeth."
A.J. backed up and
gave her a questioning look. "Not at all like Marybeth
and I. I didn't go to Sundance! I don't eat lunch or dinner
with her nearly as much as you guys! Why….why, that's not us
at all!" A.J. began to stutter.
"You don't want
to be with Marybeth?" Sheridan asked trying to equate both
"I never said
that," A.J.'s head shook vehemently at her. "Our relationship
is different. She's different."
she, where is she?" Sheridan wondered why Marybeth was
late. The woman was never late.
"She is sleeping
off her jubilant celebration from last night. I took her home
and dumped in bed." A.J. shifted on the couch.
"Were you a
gentleman?" Sheridan caught the gleam in A.J.'s eyes as
she scrutinized him for any tell tale signs.
he cleared his throat. "I tried to talk to her last night
but she was so toasted, it was impossible. I don't even think
she'll remember we talked."
Sheridan's hand rested in her palm. "Do you think I'm over
analyzing my relationship with Kevin?"
A.J. stood up and pushed his jeans down his thighs. "You
need to just do what comes naturally when you're attracted to
someone. Let the other crap go, it doesn't matter. What matters
is that you both like each other. You're dragging baggage into
this that doesn't belong."
Sheridan nodded her
head. A.J. was right, very right and she had missed it entirely.
A.J. began to turn
away. He tilted his head over his shoulder. "Besides your
chastity belt gotta be getting' tight. It's probably pinching
you by now. Kev needs to bust that lock wide open."
Marybeth yelled at him.
Sheridan still sat
with her mouth almost hanging to the floor and her face the
color of a shiny new red fire engine.
"I can't freakin'
win with you ladies," A.J. groaned and headed towards the
door marked make-up.
They both watched
him shuffle away. It took a few minutes for Sheridan to recover
from the remark A.J. had made. Marybeth sat down across from
her and waited for her to say something about what he said.
She chose to ignore it only because A.J. was probably right
about the baggage comment. "Good morning Marybeth. Running
a tad late this morning?"
twisted, "A little."
"I hear you
had a night in shining armor rescue you last night." Sheridan
smiled when her friend rolled her eyes and her cheeks tinged
knights, where's the dark knight?" Marybeth wasn't ready
to discuss what had taken place last night. She was drunk, however
not drunk enough to forget everything A.J. had said. It shook
her very foundation this morning as she recalled the night before.
as John called them for a meeting. "In the studio with
Nick. If Nick has the ability to walk this morning."
"So dawg, what
didga get Angel for her birthday?" Kevin's head was resting
on his open, palm-up hand while his elbow nestled nicely on
Nick blushed and
gave Kevin a brush off smile. With his eyebrows wiggling, Nick
scooted to the studio, "You'll see."
Nick placed the headphones
over his ears and shuffled the music sheets in front of him,
then adjusted the microphone.
Kevin was none too
happy with the answer. Flicking on the switch, Kevin spoke "What's
that supposed to mean?"
Nick looked up and
gave another smile, this one showing his dimples. Kevin scowled
to himself. Something wasn't quite right. Nick's not answering
him, yet he's incredibly happy. 'Why isn't he sharing it with
Kevin flicked the
switch off and pulled out his cell phone. After flipping it
open, he pressed one button and barked, "What did Angel
get from Nick for her birthday?"
Sheridan was taken
back at Kevin's tone, "I have no idea! I haven't seen or
heard from her today." Barking back at him, "Why don't
you call her?"
Kevin realized his
behavior was inappropriate, but this was really bothering him.
His baby brother always talked to him, always confided in him
- and now, he can't, or rather won't, tell him something that's
not even a secret. "OH NO!" Kevin said is his deep
baritone voice as something clicked in his brain.
Sheridan had no clue
what was happening at the studio, but she certainly thought
it was more entertaining than what she was doing: sitting around
doing nothing. Jumping out of her seat, she walked to an empty
prop room on the set.
"Oh no what?"
she whispered, not wanting to have anyone over hear her conversation.
Kevin sat in shock
as he watched Nick singing his heart out on the studio. Nick's
voice sounded amazing, especially since Kevin knew he didn't
get much sleep and probably drank and smoked more than he should
Sheridan half yelled, half whispered into Kevin's ear pulling
him from his current state of shock.
"Do me a favor?
Call Angel and ask her what Nick gave her for her birthday present?"
Sheridan was shaking
her head no as she spoke. "I can't do that….that's…..that's
tacky! She'll think I'm a gold digger, or I think she's a gold
digger or she'll think I think she's a gold digger. So no, I
can't do it."
Kevin felt a headache
beginning to form behind his eyes. "I have no idea what
the hell you just said. Why not? And put it in English this
"I'll find out
from her what Nick gave her the next time I see her." Sheridan
Kevin scrunched up
his nose, "Fine. Gotta go, my turn."
Sheridan replied giggling before disconnecting. The thought
of the boys making a new album together gave her butterflies
and made her tingly all over.
Now that Sheridan's
body returned from tingleville, she wondered what Angel got
Flipping back open
her phone, she pressed a familiar number. The ringing then went
to voicemail. "Damn," she muttered. She waited to
hear the beep, "Good morning, or should I say good afternoon,
birthday girl! Hope you had a wonderful night. I'm sorry if
I seemed a bit out of sorts. I love you and I'm happy for you.
Now call me ASAP!"
her jealous behavior at the party, but was too drunk to remember
if she verbalized what she was thinking and if she needed to
apologize or not. Sheridan certainly didn't want to ask anyone
if her behavior was noticeable or not. "I have to stop
drinking," she mumbled as she left the room to return to
Angel spent most
of her day in bed, relaxing and reading. She would dose for
an hour or two. Her schedule has been crazy and she was sleep
deprived. Around 7PM, she decided to take a shower and go to
the gym. Before leaving her bedroom, she carefully placed her
gift back in its box.
From the gym, she
went to Nick's place but not before picking up some food at
the grocery store. She saw flashes from the corner of her eye,
but ignored it. "Maybe some other celebs are here."
Angel walked with confidence, her head high and a smile bright
as can be. As she loaded the groceries in her car, her cell
rang. Looking at the ID, she knew who it was. "Hello."
"Where are ya?"
Nick asked impatiently.
"I'm at Ralph's
picking up dinner. Where are you?"
"At home, waiting
for you. Hurry up!" Nick said as he shut his cell realizing
he didn't even say goodbye. "Uh oh…"
Angel blinked, and
then pinched herself, "Ouch! That was stupid." She
mumbled. She climbed into the driver's seat and started the
ignition. As she put her car in Drive, she said aloud to no
one, "I'm going home."
Angel never did notice
she had a message waiting for her.
The next day rolled by in much the same way. Sheridan and Angel
would switch places on the set. This time Angel was present
with Brian for filming in case any changes were needed. From
the earful Sheridan was getting from Angel on the phone, it
was a bad day all around for Brian.
Angel also knew she
needed to talk to Sheridan about her voicemail message from
the day before. "I'm sorry I didn't call you back yesterday.
I didn't realize you left a message until this morning.
I figured you were busy." When in reality, Sheridan thought
Angel was mad at her.
the girls heard the director yelling. "Brian, come here
please." John called to him and then yelled into the megaphone,
"ALRIGHT PEOPLE, TAKE 5."
"A break so
soon?" Sheridan questioned. "That can't be good."
Shaking her head,
Angel replied, "Nope. Not good. Listen, I better go. Can
we finish talking tomorrow? How about we meet for breakfast
at Phil & Lil's?"
She knew things were okay, but it was now time for Angel to
work. "Yeah, tomorrow."
As soon as Sheridan
got off the phone, Kevin peaked his head in through the office
Sheridan was typing
away on the computer, "No, not really." Turning to
face him, "Need me to do something?"
Kevin's face began
to get hot as impure thoughts entered his brain. "Oh..no
- I mean nothing. Nope, I'm good. Nothing at all."
Sheridan cocked her
head and puzzling looked at Kevin. Realizing he wasn't making
any sense, he changed the subject.
alright with Angel?"
Angel's good. Brian though is another story. Do you know if
anything's bothering him?"
Leighanne, which isn't new; nothing else that I know of. So
did Angel show you her gift?"
"Man, you are
nosey. No, she didn't. She went to Nick's place last night and
then straight to the set from there."
While stroking his
goatee with his fingers, Kevin hmmmm'd, "Interesting."
Sheridan continued, "Why don't you finish looking over
your foundation's reports so we can continue to prepare for
your meeting with the Wildlife Federation. You have four days
to be prepared for it."
Angel hung up the
phone with Nick and began walking towards Brian. She wanted
to know if Nick knew anything that might be bothering Brian.
"Hey Bri, gotta
a minute?" Angel said as she stretched her arm around his
Brian kept his head
down and sighed. "I'm screwing up."
you are. But I think something's bothering you and that's keeping
you distracted." Brian began to play with the ring on his
finger, "Yeah. Leigh and I got into a big fight this morning
and it's still bothering me."
"I don't mean
to pry, but would you like to talk about it?" Angel questioned.
As a fan, she really didn't want to know his business, but as
a friend, she was concerned and knew that none of the other
boys were around for him to talk too.
he began but stopped. Angel decided not to press too hard, this
would take some time but she was dying to know what Leigh was
of my life and things I get to do in it. She feels now that
she's a mom, she's trapped and can't do the things she used
"Has she tried
to go back to work?" Brian looked up and gave Angel a quizzical
look. "Angel, she didn't have a job before she was pregnant."
"Ah Brian, she
was an actress. Grant it, she didn't have a lot of film roles
but that's what she used to do. Maybe she can talk to her agent
and see about reading some film scripts."
want to get her hopes up. She's quite fragile right now and
doesn't want to be rejected."
"Well, she may
have post-partum depression. Has she gone to her Dr. recently?"
"No, I honestly
don't think she's depressed. She is being a bitch if you ask
me." Brian was visibly getting upset and Angel was beginning
to why she thought she could help him by talking to him. "Sorry
Angel, you don't need to hear this but I appreciate the shoulder."
Just remember, she's obviously hurt by something or someone
and is trying to take it out on you. YOU have done nothing wrong.
There is no cure for jealousy. I'm sorry she's not being supportive
to you and your projects. Why don't you call one of the boys
and talk to them? They've been in this situation before, I'm
sure, with the jealous women in their lives. May be they can
Brian smiled and
reached out to give Angel a hug, when she reciprocated, Brian
held on tight and maybe a little longer than he should have.
It had been a while since he was hugged and longed for that
feeling of being loved. It didn't even faze Angel. She was feeling
guilty that she was so happy and Brian was so miserable, she
just wanted him to feel better.
On Friday, it was
Howie's turn to film a scene. Angel and Sheridan were both present
and even had the chance to catch up with each other. Angel had
been crashing at Nick's since the birthday party. The girls
were waiting for the shoot to wrap up, hopefully early, they
needed bonding time and Marybeth was included now too. Of course,
Angel had to tell the girls about her birthday present from
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