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never thought we would get out of there." Sheridan slid
into the booth. Angel went to the other side and Marybeth shared
with Sheridan. "What in the world is up with Brian? He
was so tense this week."
Angel shrugged her
shoulders. "I tried to talk to him. He says Leighanne is
jealous of all the work he has going on."
shouldn't be jealous, she should be happy." Sheridan frowned
as the waiter came to take their drink order.
Sheridan nodded at him as he handed her a menu.
drink?" Angel smirked at her.
off drinking," Sheridan's eyes rested on the menu.
Marybeth looked at
the waiter, "That makes two of us. The same please."
"What is up
with you two? Mimosa please," Angel spoke as she curled
her fingers around the menu he was handing her.
see. I was so plastered I had to be driven home from your birthday
party by a handsome, young man who literally poured me into
"Did you have
the same clothes on when you woke up?" Angel grinned and
wiggled her eyebrows at Marybeth.
"Yes I did!
I wasn't that drunk. I even have some recollection about my
conversation with my rescuer."
"Oh, would that
be the conversation that he almost told me about before he told
me my chastity belt was too tight and Kevin needed to bust the
lock wide open."
Angel was sucking
water through her straw which promptly went down the wrong pipe
and back up again. She choked, "God, tell me he didn't
Sheridan rolled her eyes at her.
"But he's right,"
Marybeth snickered only to be slapped with the menu by Sheridan.
talking. When was the last time you were with a man?" Sheridan's
cheeks turned pink.
"Hey, the question
of the evening is for Angel, not you or I." Marybeth's
head turned to focus on Angel.
squeaked as the waiter hovered close by waiting for them to
place their order.
her head towards him. "Let's order and then we can talk."
The table fell silent
for thirty seconds before the suggested orderings went around
the table. They each ordered their favorite and then decided
to share with each other.
Marybeth was new
to this style of dining, but she was taking it in stride. As
the waiter walked away, Angel turned to Marybeth who looked
"You two do
share everything." Marybeth shook her head.
but men," Angel snorted.
Sheridan's disgust evident on her face. "So, come on spill.
What did the man get you for your birthday? Kevin has been driving
me crazy. Nick won't tell him."
"I bet having
Kevin so close is just a real hardship for you too." Angel
giggled. Angel waited for Sheridan to laugh. When she didn't,
Angel frowned. "Come on now, it can't be that bad?"
"I haven't been
able to talk to you." Sheridan sighed. "It hasn't
been easy. I'm very anxious about this entire situation. I told
him we could go out on a few dates and see how it goes. But,
he's not allowed to fire me if it doesn't work out. We have
our first date Sunday. We're going to his foundation meeting
at La Coscinda."
"A meeting is
your first date?" Angel made a mental note to speak to
Nick about this. He had been with Kevin all week and never said
a word about what had transpired between Sheridan and Kevin.
Angel pulled her
hand from underneath the table. She spread out her right hand
on the top. Marybeth and Sheridan were mesmerized by the shiny
jewel that graced her finger.
"Is that… that…
what…" Marybeth stuttered.
"What I think
it is?" Sheridan's eyes grew wide as she finished Marybeth's
The waiter refilled
their water glasses, but the girls didn't miss a beat as both
of their stares continued to be locked onto the shiny bauble.
Shaking her head
back and forth, "NO!" Angel declared with force, "It
is not an engagement ring." Looking down, Angel was admiring
her beautiful, birthday ring Nick had given her, "It's
more like a promise ring. A Friendship ring."
one hell of a friendly promise ring. That's bigger than your
mother's and my mother's engagement rings combined!" Sheridan
squealed, still staring at Angel's finger.
"Where did he
find that gem?" Marybeth was talking to Angel but her eyes
stayed glued to Angel's finger.
"It came from
a store called Henry's…no, that's not it…Harry, yes Harry…oh,
I can't think of his last name….Windsor? OUCH!" Angel exclaimed
after Sheridan hit her in her head.
you idiot!" Sheridan smacked her again with the menu.
it!" Angel said with excitement; her friend guessed the
"Well, it would make sense to buy you a ring from there.
Their motto is 'If you have trouble with words, say it with
diamonds.' That fits Nick to a T," Sheridan laughed.
"It's a Marquesa
ring from one of their collections. Personally, I think it looks
like a butterfly." Still dazing at her finger, smiling,
Angel continued, "Nick mentioned some place in Mexico or
Spain that he wants to bring me to that has to do with the marquesas."
you better update your passport, girlfriend. You're in for a
journey of a lifetime with this guy." Angel looked up to
Sheridan and each shared a smile.
The waiter returned
with their food. The girls helped themselves to a portion and
then passed their plates to the right to go around the table
until they had gotten a little of everything. The conversation
then went back to the work at hand and the filming schedule.
"This way we can write this luncheon off as a business
Angel snorted, "Kevin
is rubbing off on you. You're always thinking."
The lunch passed
with gossip, work, social plans, and more gossip. The ladies
finally wore their tongues out after two hours.
Angel off at Nick's place after dinner. Nick and Angel had a
busy weekend coming up. Johnny Wright had warned them to be
on their best behavior. Contrary to the phrase, "any publicity
is good publicity," Johnny didn't want to receive any early-morning
phone calls again.
After an early night
to bed and a good night's sleep, Nick and Angel went shopping
Saturday morning, to find some clothes to wear to Benny Medina's
party in Hollywood. Being a typical girl, Angel had nothing
to wear or rather, nothing new to wear. Now that she was being
photographed every day, Angel was beginning to feel a bit insecure
wearing the same clothes too close together. but gowns? Those
could only be worn once in her book. "Hey Nick, could this
be considered a business expense?"
Nick's laughter could
be heard throughout the store. "You've been hanging around
Kevin too long!"
Angel took great
care not to wear her ring in public for casual events - not
yet anyways. The paparazzi had been quietly staking out the
couple but their eyes grew huge once they noticed Nick had a
"For Rent" book on the dashboard of his Escalade.
Rumors began to swarm among fans on the BSB message boards.
Hours later, the couple was seen outside, on the 'red carpet'
so to speak, heading into the party. Nick looked dashing in
his new blue suit and pink shirt. The fans enjoyed the work
his stylist was doing, the "For Rent" book and the
girl seemed to get pushed aside for the moment.
Kevin made excuses
not to be home on Saturday. He stopped at a restaurant to meet
up with a friend and ran into Kristin while he was there. His
friend had long departed as the two sat at a cozy table chatting.
They spent some time catching up until his cell phone ringing
broke the flow of conversation. "Pardon me," he spoke
as he flipped his phone open. "Yes Sheridan. Uh-huh. NO!
Yes." Kevin absently twisted the ring on his right hand.
"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow babe." Kevin clicked
the phone shut. His gaze returned to Kristin's. "So anyway,
like I was sayin' the new project is going great."
Kevin turned his
head to the side and stared when she didn't respond. He reached
out and clasped her hand. "What's the matter?"
should get going." Kristin spoke as she stood. Doing so
pulled her hand from his. "It was nice seeing you again."
Kevin jumped up and
leaned forward to give her a peck on the cheek. She turned her
head away from him and walked away. 'What the hell is her problem?'
Kevin thought as he watched her continue out to the parking
lot and head directly to her car. Kevin shrugged and fished
his cell out of his pocket. He dialed a familiar number, his
best friend Keith. "You busy? I need to bounce some shit
again Kevin?" his friend laughed heartily.
"So not funny,
you sack of shit." The only problem was, Keith was right;
he was having a problem with a little blonde fairy who wasn't
responding the way he wanted her to.
"Come on over,
we'll straighten out your love life once again." Kevin
heard those words and then a dial tone. "Why do I bother,"
he whined as he tossed enough money on the table to cover the
bill and the tip. 'Because you want to get laid,' he heard that
little inner voice cackle to him. He frowned, why the hell did
his little inner voice sound so much like A.J. right now? "Now
I'm losing it," he announced to himself.
Sheridan was left baffled by the odd conversation with Kevin.
She had called Kevin to ask him if they were eating there. She
double-checked the time with him as well. She needed to know
if she should wear business clothes. She frowned into her phone
when he barked a 'no' back at her. She worried about her last
question, was he going to pick her up? He had given her a yes
in a normal tone for an answer.
Sheridan set about
finishing a short story she was working on before she started
to search her closet for something that would be appropriate
for a business meeting but didn't look like business attire.
Nick and Angel attended
the Glamour/Miramax's Golden Globes after party in Beverly Hills
on Sunday. Nick looked dashing in his white shirt, which he
left unbuttoned and his blue pinstriped suit. Angel wore a tight-fitting,
baby blue strapless gown, which complimented Nick's attire.
The couple then crashed the InStyle Warner Bros Golden Globes
after party. The main reason for going was to touch base with
Rob Thomas who is working on a collaboration for the movie soundtrack.
The couple took a limo back to the girls' apartment in the wee
hours of the morning. Angel desperately needed to do laundry
in the worst way. "I think it would be too complicated
trying to explain how underwear and bras can be written off
as a business expense." Angel joked with Nick. Nick paused,
and in all seriousness replied, "I've done it before."
Angel squeaked out
a, "Oh, no you didn't!"
Nick just smiled
looking out the limousine's window. His mind swirled with the
past week's events in his head and was truly feeling happy.
Tired, but happy.
Angel blinked at
the sun's rays pouring into the bedroom from the windows. She
was actually at her own apartment for the first time in a long
time. The clanging of dishes couldn't be missed. She rolled
over, or rather into Nick, who had the habit of now taking the
side that she was used to sleeping on. She sat up and stretched
her muscles. Nick didn't budge. She peeked over his shoulder
to see him sleeping peacefully. Placing her feet on the floor,
she shoved her feet into her beat up slippers. Grabbing her
robe, she placed one arm through the sleeve as she opened the
door. Making her way to the kitchen, she stood in the hallway
and watched Sheridan buzz around the apartment at full speed.
"We're trying to sleep."
"Oh you're home,"
Sheridan paused. "Do I know you? Do you live here?"
"My rent check
says I do," Angel grumbled as she made her way to the coffee
"I wasn't sure
if you were going to pay rent this month." Sheridan slammed
the pan into the cupboard and then slapped the cabinet door
shut very loudly.
upset that I haven't been here for you to talk to. Let me get
a cup of coffee in me and then we can talk."
"I'm an idiot."
Sheridan sat down in the chair across from her with a thud.
"No you're not,"
Angel only opened her eyes to allow enough of her vision to
find the coffee pot.
go out with him. I should just quit and go back to my old job
Angel was wide awake
now. "No, you're not." She poured coffee and then
returned to her chair. She held up her finger when Sheridan
opened her mouth to speak. "One cup, that's all I want."
"Fine. One cup."
Sheridan said with a pout as she sat back in the chair. She
reached for her coffee mug and wrapped her fingers tightly around
it. She brought it to her lips and sipped.
Angel yawned with
a snort at the death grip Sheridan had on the cup.
"God, that's so classy." Sheridan snipped.
"Fine. You want
to bitch and complain - go ahead. I'm headed back to bed."
Angel got up and began to walk back to her bedroom.
"Oh come on.
Please stay. I need to vent. I've had to hold back all my non-PC
comments from Mary Beth." Sheridan stood up waving her
arms around, "She wouldn't understand and would take it
personally. You know me. Just let me be me for a minute and
don't take it personally, please?"
"Fine. But if
I reply with a non-PC comment myself, don't take it personally,
for a minute. She guessed Angel's been taking a quite a beating
in fandom village and it may be getting under her skin.
"So how is the
world treating you kid?" Sheridan felt the warmth of her
coffee cup creep through her fingers.
but the damn cameras are annoying. I can't even get out of the
"I wish it wasn't
like that for you two. I really do." Sheridan set her coffee
cup down. "I love your ring and I know you are in love.
So when are you setting a date." Sheridan watched Angel's
eyes grow larger and larger until she looked like a big-mouth
bass with her lips forming a big 'no'. Sheridan crinkled her
eyes closed and gave her a big grin. "Gotcha."
Angel blew out a breath.
Sheridan heaved a
sigh; she knew she was avoiding the inevitable. "It's serious
though, I can tell."
"I am not the
topic of conversation this morning. You are. You and your boss,
friend, are we ready to add the lover part yet?"
frowned at her.
Angel dissolved into a fit of laughter.
"It's not funny.
I feel like I've been left high and dry."
"No, that was
Tom. I think Kev is a little more considerate." Angel cast
a look down the hall to make sure Nick was still sleeping.
"How would you
know?" Sheridan looked over her shoulder and down the hall
to follow Angel's line of sight.
had it with you two. Either get it on or don't. He's dancing
around you because you're insecure. You're acting like a damn
fool because you don't want to get hurt again."
Sheridan snapped at her.
"No, you stop.
If it works, it works. If it doesn't then I know four guys that
will stand up for you and make sure you're not fired from the
film. From the discussion I had with Nick, Kevin is not going
to fire you from being his assistant either. He may make your
life miserable though. I heard he can get hurt easily and he
takes it out on the ones that hurt him."
what I'm saying. I don't want to hurt him and I don't want to
"If you don't
step off the pier you won't learn to swim sweetie."
sucks." Sheridan stood up and went to the sink to wash
out her cup.
Angel sat on top
of the counter trying to think of something to nudge Sheridan
in the right direction. Maybe she needed to pull on one of Sheridan's
weaknesses. Not just her weakness for Kevin but a personality
trait she used daily. She waited for Sheridan to turn around
and face her. "Kevin is just as nervous as you. He's starting
a new album, a new career…. Show the man some mercy, he's lonely."
Angel waited for the awww that should be Sheridan's natural
"When I finally
get with Kevin, he is going to hump me so long and so hard I'll
be the one begging for mercy. I'm going to get dressed."
Nick's head peeked
out Angel's door. Angel saw him and she saw him cringe when
he heard the conversation. He backed slowly into the bedroom
and quietly shut the door.
Angel sat at the
table. She shook her head unsure if Sheridan has spoken those
words or if it was Thelma, Sheridan's evil twin, who had. Thelma,
the one who had slept with a complete stranger in Erie while
they were home for Christmas who didn't know how to get rid
of the morning after! Oh yeah, it was Thelma, Thelma scared
Nick. Thelma needed to meet Kevin. Her eyes glazed over as she
began to form a plan.
When the doorbell
rang, Nick actually came out of the bedroom. Angel had seen
him make a dash to the bathroom once. It had only been two hours
since she had gotten up. Now Angel could kill Nick for not telling
her what was going on all week with Kevin and Sheridan.
Angel opened the
door and leaned on it. Why was she not surprised to see Kevin
standing on the other side. "Come in." She stepped
aside to allow him to enter. "She isn't ready yet, but
almost." Angel kept staring at Kevin.
Kevin glanced down
to his watch. He could feel Angel's eyes glaring at him, without
even looking. 'Why the hell is she all upset?' he thought. 'I
took the time to dress nicely, non-business like and hopefully
hot as hell in Sheridan's book.' Kevin arched a brow at what
seemed to be his nemesis of the day, Angel.
Nick sauntered into the room.
Kevin nodded and flexed his wrist to settle his sleeve back
to its proper place.
"So it's your
first date," Angel tried to smile. When Kevin frowned and
Nick chuckled, her smiled bloomed. "You surprise me, Kevin.
Talk about a boring first date. You're not as romantic as I
would have thought. I totally had you pegged as the candles
and bubble bath type of person. Wine and a quiet dinner in a
low-lit restaurant. But you," Angel begins snickering,
"You are taking Sheridan to a tree-hugger's meeting!"
neutral, she'll be relaxed, and other people will be there."
Kevin wasn't going to pay her comment much attention, he had
thought his plan out very carefully. He wanted Sheridan to feel
comfortable around him and his family.
"She'll be real
relaxed surrounded by your family. Do you honestly think she'll
be relaxed? She's not even relaxed around you and now you are
taking her to greet the folks?"
Kevin paused for
a second. Somehow, when Angel said it the way she did, it didn't
sound like such a hot idea. His original thought was that it
would be private. They wouldn't have to worry about cameras,
paparazzi, or gossip in the paper later.
"Are you paying
her to attend this meeting?"
Kevin smiled as he
caught sight of Sheridan before she ran into the bathroom. He
frowned again and looked at his watch when the bathroom door
closed. "Of course."
Angel stood with
her lips pursed together. "Ohh. I see… She's a paid escort
for the evening."
Kevin's head came
up from his watch and he looked beyond Angel to Nick. "Nick,
leash your woman NOW!"
Angel sauntered over
towards Kevin, cupping his chin with her left hand, "Unlike
the control freak you are Kevin, leashes are only used in our
As Angel withdrew
her hand, Kevin caught sight of the diamond ring that graced
her dainty finger. Nick saw the look in Kevin's eyes then watched
as his mouth dropped open. It's not often Kevin was speechless,
but for once, Sheridan had impeccable timing as she caught Kevin's
facial expressions and began to blush, thinking the look was
for her. Sheridan walked slower as a chill ran up her spine.
Angel wished her
well on her date as she slowly closed her bedroom door. Giggling
could be heard in the distance.
Kevin's face soured,
"C'mon, we're late," he snapped before looping his
arm around Sheridan's shoulder. She was highly confused again.
She felt so good after her talk with Angel from earlier and
now she's back to being confused.
Kevin escorted Sheridan
on his arm to the doors of La Coscinda. Kevin smiled as Sheridan
noted the architecture and the 1940's décor of the restaurant.
"I picked this place because I knew you would like it."
"Like it? I
love it." Sheridan had absently grabbed onto his hand.
His fingers entwined in hers as the Maitre D greeted them.
smiled as Sheridan took in all the things from her favorite
era. "Oh this is beautiful. Look at all the glass."
"We are most
pleased to have you Senor Richardson and Senorita…" The
Maitre D's voice hung in the air.
Senorita Anderson." Kevin latched onto Sheridan's hand
as they followed the man to a private meeting room. He hoped
and prayed that his brother Tim and Tim's wife Tracy would be
on their best behavior. Truth be told, he wasn't worried about
them as much as he was concerned about the woman they had to
call on the phone to teleconference with.
a man jumped up, grabbed onto Kevin's hand, and drew him into
a huge hug dragging Sheridan along with him. "Oh sorry,"
he laughed when Sheridan bumped into him.
The woman who sat
at the table rose slowly and offered her hand in a friendly
manner. "Hi. I'm Tracy, Kevin's sister-in-law. You've already
met my husband and Kevin's brother Tim."
Sheridan gulped for air wearing a shell shocked look on her
Tim laughed and slapped
Kevin on the back. "Oh, she's a hoot."
use him for confessions." Kevin groaned. That hadn't gone
over as well as he had expected.
Sheridan fought to regain some composure. "I'm sure he
has a direct line to the man upstairs."
Tim clasped Sheridan's
hand after tearing it from Kevin's death grip. "He's not
worried about the man upstairs. He's more worried about the
woman on line two." Tim reached over and hit the button.
"They're here Mama," Tim grinned at his brother's
sudden need to sweat profusely and glare at him.
have you been? I swear boy, you'll be late for my funeral."
Anne sighed heavily. "All those years you never…"
hello to Sheridan and be nice to her."
nice." Anne chirped back.
be especially nice. Sheridan is very nervous about meeting all
normal folk. We're not crazy or anything… Even if you do wear
skirts… Then there was that time."
don't embarrass Kevin any more. He's three shades of red right
now. Please." Tracy spoke up in defense of her favorite
brother-in-law. "Don't mind them. It's not very often that
Kevin let's us into his Hollywood life. He's very private and
we don't get to meet many of his friends. He said that you are
a great friend and the perfect assistant for him."
A long pause hung
in the air. Two brothers who looked very much alike stared at
the telephone waiting for something to come from it.
"It's a pleasure
to meet you Sheridan. Hopefully the next time we meet, it will
be in person."
Sheridan began to
smile. As awkward as the situation was, she felt comfortable
with them. They seemed like normal people from back home. People
she dealt with all her life.
"Let's get the
meeting started. Then we can eat." Kevin looked down the
menu that rested at his place setting.
Kevin. It's not like we haven't seen you talk with your mouth
full of food before."
Kevin moaned as he perused the menu. "Can I order for you?"
Kevin tipped the menu towards Sheridan. She nodded a yes after
her eyes landed on the spot he was pointing.
The waiter took the
orders and headed towards the kitchen. No sooner had he walked
away than Tim called the meeting to order. The meeting ended
with scholarships and grants being awarded. All the details
and Kevin's appearances for the foundation were calendared.
They discussed the foundations next move into the political
arena. The only thing Kevin held steadfast against was the Foundation
going global; he was taking care of his roots first.
The dinner went just
as well. Sheridan appeared relaxed with him for the very first
time. She conversed easily with his mother and Tracy. She was
somewhat stiff with Tim. Kevin also had noticed Sheridan was
stiff with all men until she felt she could let her guard down.
Dinner concluded and they exited the restaurant together. After
saying their good-byes, Kevin led Sheridan to his truck. He
opened her door and waited while she entered. Slowly he closed
the door. Now he wondered what he should do. Should he take
her right home or maybe stop some place for a small walk? He
wanted to talk to her about the upcoming scene. It was rattling
him to the bone.
He cast a quick glance
to her after waving to his brother. "Do you want to take
a ride with me?"
"It's kind of
late and I'm tired… OH, Kevin, Look at the moon. I love a full
moon, they're so… " Sheridan stopped talking.
Kevin pushed his
head towards Sheridan and looked out her window. "It is
beautiful. I know just the spot we can go to enjoy it."
Kevin started the truck and Sheridan felt her heart pounding
in her chest to the thump of the bass on the stereo. Kevin sang
along with the radio to a group Sheridan didn't recognize. She
didn't want to go any place out of the way. She needed to go
home. Being around him was driving her crazy. They had touched
physically more than once this evening.
Sheridan was trying
to get over pure joy of Kevin singing by himself in his car
just like any other human being. She started to smile when the
voice on the radio went high pitched and Kevin couldn't match
"Hey now, I
can't do those parts so I'm not going to pretend that I can."
but I really do enjoy your singing. You're singing like I do
in the car." Sheridan scrunched her shoulders up and smiled.
"Well sing with
me baby," Kevin laughed as he pulled into the small parking
lot across from her apartment. He motioned to the park bench.
dipped. "It's kind of chilly for a walk." She panicked.
"It's not that
cold Sheridan, you're just a chicken." Kevin shot her a
non-complacent face. "I just want to talk for a few seconds
about the big scene."
"What big scene?"
Sheridan unlatched her seatbelt.
"My big scene,"
Kevin steadied her shaky hand.
"Oh that scene,"
Sheridan lowered her eyes slightly.
Kevin leaned forward.
He barely could make out her pink stained cheeks in the dark.
She looked so damn innocent even though he knew she had been
with other men before him. He slowly placed his hand index finger
under her chin and his thumb on her chin. He turned her head
slightly to the side. "I'm a little nervous. I'm outta
practice." Kevin gently brushed his lips to hers. A small
kiss, then another when she didn't pull away from him. Then
a full assault began to play in his head.
Kevin unlatched his
seatbelt and moved a little closer when she didn't try to fly
out of the truck. "I really need to practice some more."
He rubbed his cheek against hers and heard a little sigh released
from her lips. Kevin wasn't going for home base in a parking
lot in his truck. Hell, he wasn't even sure if he was going
to shoot for first base. He kissed her again, not as tenderly
this time. His body was needy, his lips trying to provide what
his body wanted. His tongue traced her lips and applied pressure.
The feeling of his tongue in her mouth was silky and warm. She
tasted as sweet as the vanilla flan from dinner. When she whimpered,
he pulled away. Turning in his seat, he stared at her for a
long time. "Come on, I'll walk you up."
Sheridan sat stunned
in the car as she watched the man get out of his truck and walk
around the front of his truck while still staring at her. Next,
he was at her door opening it. He held his hand out for her.
She carefully placed her hand in his as he helped her out. Walking
her up the flight of stairs, he stood by the door. As she went
to insert her key in the lock, a hand pulled at hers. Another
hand swiftly cupped the back of her neck and drew her towards
the mouth that she had just been intimate with a scant few minutes
Kevin hauled her
up against his body and launched a full assault on those precocious
pink lips. Sheridan wrapped an arm around his shoulders and
went up on her tip-toes to get closer to him. Kevin's arm went
around her waist. The kiss was hot and heavy and Sheridan was
returning the kiss with as much passion as he had given it.
He groaned when the door open and his kiss was halted.
kids. Inside Sheridan. Goodnight Kevin." Angel glared at
the two adults acting like teenagers in the hallway. "Really,
necking in the car and now in the hallway? What are the neighbors
going to think?" Angel latched onto Sheridan and yanked
Sheridan screamed from the other side of the closed door. Kevin
couldn't miss it since the door had been slammed close in his
way beyond your bedtime."
"I'm going to
kill you." Sheridan yanked the door back open. She stepped
right up to Kevin so quickly he backed up a step. She frowned
at him. Then she crooked her finger at him. Kevin bent down
and she kissed his cheek. "Thank you, I had a wonderful
time. I look forward to doing it again."
Kevin stood dumbstruck
as the door closed again. He waited to see if she would come
out in the hall again. The door opened and his hopes soared.
Then dropped like a mosquito running into a bug lamp. He felt
zapped as Nick stood there staring at him. "Ah buddy,"
Nick nodded his head. "It's time to go now."
die Nick. I'm gonna kill ya." Kevin glared and then Nick
winked at him. Nick turned his back to Kevin with his hand behind
his back when Angel called to him. Kevin knew the maneuver and
high-fived Nick from behind. Kevin was smart enough to high
tail it out of there for now.
Kevin bopped to the
music all the way home. He had made progress and Sheridan was
one young, hot little honey. "And she's all mine, the assistant
is mine," he laughed and danced into his own home. Then
it hit him, just like the script, he was going to start something
with the assistant. "Weird," he mumbled as he headed
to bed. "Damn weird."
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