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“Why don’t we stop by your apartment
so you can pickup a change of clothes?” Tom asked Sheridan
as he walked her towards her car. “I’ve made a reservation
for us for seven at Bravo
Cucina, in Santa Monica so
we don’t have much time
to freshen up.”
“You want me to plan to stay over
tonight? In your apartment?” Sheridan’s mind began to race.
“Yes Sheridan, where else would
“Um…well, in case you haven’t
realized it before, you have always stayed over my place. I’ve
never slept over in your apartment Tom.”
“Really? Wow, that is strange.
Why don’t I follow you back to your apartment and then you can
leave your car there too. I’ll bring you back in the morning.”
“Alright.” No need to ask her
twice. The words, ‘Yes Finally,’ bounced off her brain cells.
The drive was a bit slow due to
the Saturday night traffic. Sheridan was still in shock, her
mind still reeling from Tom’s question. For all the times Angel
used to bug her, ‘Why can’t you stay over his apartment every
once in awhile?’ That reminded her, she needed to call Angelina
and tell her she wouldn't be home tonight. It was still too
early for Angel to be home, so she just left a message. ‘I
wonder how her day was. I shouldn’t have taken out my frustration
on her like that. I was a bit rough on her this morning,’ she
thought. ‘I’ll talk to her tomorrow about that and hopefully
many other things,’ Sheridan grinned at the thought.
Sitting down at their quaint little
table, the waiter dropped off their menus and asked if they
would like to start with some drinks. Once he came back with
their drinks and took their dinner order, Sheridan began to
relax as she began the conversation. “Tom, I need to ask you
something, and I want you to be honest with me okay?”
“Do you find me attractive?”
“Of course I do! What kind of
question is that?”
“It’s a question I’ve been wondering
about for a while now. Do you realize we’ve been going out
six months and you have yet to make love to me?” Sheridan asked
looking straight into his eyes.
Tom lowered his eyes onto the
table, “Yes. Look Sheridan, I love you. And I would love to
show you, but I can’t.”
‘Oh God, Angelina was right,’ Sheridan’s
eyes began to water.
“I was raised to wait until I got
married,” Tom replied straight-faced.
“What?” Sheridan almost yelled.
Sitting across the restaurant,
the young blonde couple were enjoying a quiet dinner without
their lovely son. Suddenly, Brian heard a familiar voice.
As he looked around the restaurant, he noticed Sheridan having
a romantic dinner with a tall, good-looking man. “Hey Leigh,
see that woman over there? That’s one of the authors of the
manuscript, that’s Sheridan.”
“She looks a bit upset to me.”
Leigh replied while eyeing the woman up-and-down. What a coincidence
that their conversation had to do with this film. Leigh was
a bit upset with the fact that two Backstreet fans had wrote
the story. She was even more surprised to learn that Brian
was now all for it. The couple had been discussing the upcoming
schedule for the group.
“Shhh… Please calm down Sheridan.
I find you very attractive and sexy, but I just can’t. You
and me… We come from the same upbringing, I thought you would
“Tom, look, as much as I was brought
up with the same morals and values, I’m not always practicing
them. How come you’ve never told me this before?”
‘Maybe because I’m gay’ he thought.
“I just never thought it would be an issue with you Sheridan.
I assumed your aggressive behavior towards sex was Angelina
rubbing off on you; I didn’t think you really wanted to have
sex with me.”
Sheridan and Tom were quiet while
they ate their dinners. Sheridan kept hearing Tom’s last sentence
repeating over and over in her mind, ‘I didn’t think you really
wanted to have sex with me.’
Tom leaned over to Sheridan, putting
his hand on her knee and whispered into her ear, “Just because
I won’t sleep with you, doesn’t mean I can’t satisfy you. Come’on
let’s go back to my place.”
A smile crept up Sheridan’s face,
her eyes glowed, “Well, let’s get going.” With that said, they
left arm and arm.
Brian turned towards Leighanne
and said, “She doesn’t look upset any more.”
Sunday morning came and Sheridan
returned home with a bang, literally. She slammed the front
door as she practically flew into her bedroom.
Angel woke up with a start, noticing
the time read 11:19AM. She noticed that she had also left the
TV on all night. As much as she loved having the apartment
to herself, it was way too quiet for her tastes, so she put
on some ‘background’ noise as she calls it.
Making coffee, Angel noticed Sheridan
return from her bedroom in her pajama’s. “Didn’t feel like
getting dressed this morning?” Angel asked as she raised her
“Angel, don’t start with me.
I’m not in the mood.”
“Well, I’m glad to see that you
are still sorry for snapping at me yesterday morning,” Angel
Sheridan heard Angel’s words and
then started to cry. “Why me?”
“Whoa! What happened Sheridan?
Did you and Tom get into a fight? Did you guys talk about...
Grabbing two coffee cups and the
cream, Angel sat down at the table opposite Sheridan.
“He’s waiting for marriage.”
Spitting out her coffee all over
the table and a bit on Sheridan, Angel then began choking, “You’re
shitting me, right? Tom actually said those words?”
“Thanks Angel,” she said as she
wiped herself off. Sheridan couldn’t help but laugh at what
just happened, her sad tears turned to tears of laughter.
“I’m glad I can humor you.” Angel
replied while cleaning up her coffee mess off the table.
“I’m sorry Angel. I shouldn’t
take it out on you. It’s not your fault I’m not getting laid.
Although Tom did...” Sheridan’s voice mumbled the remainder
of her sentence.
“What did you just say? What
did Tom do?”
“Let’s just say he helped me out,”
turning bright red in the face.
“You had oral sex?” Angel’s eyes
bugged out of her head. Inside her head was screaming, ‘Oh
my God, he’s still leading her on. He is so going to hear from
me about this.'
“Yes, and it was very, very good.
He’s got quite a magical tongue and…. “
“Alright, that’s enough talking
about that,” Angel was babbling while covering her ears.
“Why? It’s the least I can do
after hearing you some nights in your bedroom.”
Angel stared at Sheridan shocked,
“You never told me you could hear me. I’ve asked you point
blank and you told me no. Are you telling me you lied to me?”
Sheridan was now laughing; she
got Angel all worked up, “Just a couple of times, I swear.”
Angel’s face was red with frustration,
“Well thanks for telling me. I’ll be sure to try and keep quiet
from now on.”
“It’s not usually you Angel, it’s
usually the male. You must be damn good to make them moan that
loudly. It even arouses Tom when he’s here.”
“Okay, enough of this conversation.
We are talking about you, not me.” Trying to change the direction
of this girl talk. ‘I bet it does arouse Tom. No wonder he likes
“Oh, so guess who came to visit
me at work yesterday?” Angel asked Sheridan.
Blank faced, Sheridan was clueless,
“Our new bosses.”
“Really? Why would they go to
“Hey, it’s a nice restaurant!”
Angel defended her employer.
“I didn’t mean it like that Angel.
Didn’t it seem strange to you? Have they ever eaten there before?”
“No, come to think of it. But
Kim overheard Kevin talking to the manager about the review
the restaurant got in the local paper a couple of weeks ago.
I’m sure it was a coincidence Sheridan.”
“Coincidence, my ass. They have
your resume Angel. They know where you work, as well as where
“Oh, that reminds me. It was
Nick who called for you the other night.”
With a sly smile, Angel replied,
“Oh, he wanted to get to know us a bit better and to find out
who wrote which parts.”
“That’s really bothering them,
isn’t it?” Sheridan thought of how the girls could use this
to their advantage.
“Yes, I think it is,” Angel replied
while sipping her coffee.
“Getting back to my original point
of bringing up yesterday, the boys want us to meet with them
Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday evenings this week before Mr.
Crankypants goes to London. I told them I worked til six, but
that I didn’t think it would be a problem.”
“Nope, no problems here. Tuesday
night we begin.”
“Excellent. I’ll call Marybeth
and let her know so she can call one of the boys to confirm
our attendance.” Angel grabbed the phone and left a message.
“So, what are your plans for tonight
“I’m having some Italian tonight,”
Angel said as she shook her ass and smiled.
“Oh goodie. At least one of us
is getting laid.” Sheridan was still upset.
“Hey, you want to come? You are
more than welcomed, you know that. It’s just Kim and some other
people we work with. It will be fun, come’on. I’ll hook you
up with whatever you’re craving.”
“It’s tempting Angel, very tempting.
But, I do have a boyfriend who I love very much. I can’t let
sex get in the way of it.” Sheridan replied as if she was trying
to convince herself of what she just said.
“Okay, don’t wait up for me,”
as she as she bopped into her bedroom to get ready. A nap would
be in order before she went out.
“Go away!” Sheridan mumbled.
There was a loud, obnoxious noise. It was in the apartment.
Stumbling out of bed, Sheridan realized it was the phone. Reaching
over to her bedside table, she barked, “WHAT?”
“Uh….is uh…Angelina home?”
Oh goodie, one of her boytoys
calling. I’ll have to remind Angel to tell them not to call
after ten at night. Looking over at the clock, it read 11:38.
“No, she’s out having a little
Italian. Can I leave her a message?” Sheridan just wanted
to get back to sleep.
“Ah, is this Sheridan?” the male
“Who is this?” Sheridan rubbed
her eyes with the sleeve of her silk pajama top.
“It’s Nick. Hi Sheridan, sorry
didn’t mean to wake you.” Nick felt bad, but now was curious
where Angel had gone. He’d been debating if he should go out
with AJ and Howie tonight. He decided after spending the day
with Aaron, his younger brother, he would just hang out with
Now that Aaron was asleep, Nick
had been thinking about his meeting with the guys at Angel’s
restaurant. This in turn made him want to talk to Angel again.
He had enjoyed their chat the other night.
“Sorry Nick, but I have to work
in the morning. I’ll let Angel know you called. I’ll see you
“Okay, goodnight Sheridan. I’m
sorry for waking you up. See you Tuesday.”
Sheridan hung up the phone, trying
desperately to get back to her dream with Tom as she crawled
back into bed.
As A.J. and Howie made their way
to the VIP area upstairs, they were watching the people on the
dance floor below them.
There was a good size crowd for
a Sunday night. As they sipped on their drinks, they discussed
the progress of the film.
“How difficult do you think Kevin
is going to be about this film? He’s so controlling, and being
over in London is so not going to be fun.” A.J. said as his
eyes scanned the dance floor.
“I don’t know Aje, but let’s hope
we can work with the girls and not have any real issues that
Gene would need to get involved in. That’s what’s going to
be the hardest part, I think. That, and finding a director.”
“Whoa. Howie, look over there
by the pole, near the back of the dancing stage.” A.J. was
standing up and pointing
“Will you sit down? Geez, what
the hell gotten into you… Oh my goodness, will you look at that?”
Howie’s eyes followed AJ’s finger.
A smile appeared on A.J.’s face
as he watched, with fascination. “I guess Angel doesn’t need
to wear glasses all the time. Come to think of it, she wasn’t
wearing them at work yesterday either.”
Howie was still staring, almost
mesmerized, as he watched Angel grind with a dark, well-dressed
man. He had only seen her wearing a suit and her work uniform,
which consisted of beige khakis and a white blouse, but this
outfit was a bit more revealing. She had real boobs, that much
he was sure of.
“Hello??” AJ called to his friend.
“What are you thinking about?”
“I never would have guessed that
Angelina would be here, dancing… like that” Howie pointed.
Angelina’s hands were trailing up and down the guy’s arms and
then grabbing his hair, pulling him closer to her so they could
kiss. His hands rubbing Angelina’s ass and bringing it closer
to his body. Their French kissing was intoxicating to their
“Should we go say HI?” AJ said
as he continued to stare.
“Are you crazy? Somehow I don’t
think Angel would want to be interrupted at this particular
moment. I know if I was the guy, I’d be pissed.”
“Yeah, you’re right. We’ll have
to take her out with us some night clubbing. She seems like
she would be a lot of fun.”
“Somehow I don’t see her coming
along and partying with her bosses, AJ. That’s not very professional,
and she has pretty much kept her manners in check. Even at
the restaurant. We know she’s a fan, but she’s acted anything
“Maybe when Kevin is gone to London.
We can say it’s for research or something for the film. You
know how Sheridan is into details,” AJ wiggled his eyebrows
“We’ll see AJ. Let’s see how
the next few meetings go, okay?” Howie replied as he now watched
the couple go sit down, in the dark corner booth, in the back.
“Alright,” AJ agreed.
Tom smiled, hugged, and basically
hung off of Sheridan for the next two days. He was as clingy
as Saran Wrap and just about as transparent to Angelina.
Tuesday dragged by for Sheridan
as she sat and tried to focus on work. Her mind was completely
engulfed in the script she’d been playing around with. She
was also psyching herself up for tonight’s meeting.
The plan was for the two girls
to meet at their apartment and go to the office building together,
unless Angel called to tell her she was running late, then she
would just meet her there.
Kevin greeted Gene’s assistant
as he entered the office. “Good evening Marybeth. Is Gene
“No, I’m sorry Kevin. He isn’t
back from his five o’clock appointment. He said he would be
here, no problem.”
“Good. Have any of the other
guys shown up?” Kevin asked as he poked his head around.
“No Kevin, you are the first.
Why don’t you go make yourself comfortable. I put refreshments
in the conference room for you guys.”
“Thanks Marybeth. Did Gene ask
you to make a few phone calls on our behalf to a company back
East?” Kevin meant to call Gene earlier and forgot.
“Yes, I called them Friday night;
right after Gene introduced you to Angelina and Sheridan and
all the contracts were signed.”
“Excellent. Did they say how
long it might take?” Kevin inquired.
“Judging by the information I
faxed to them, their resumes were full of leads for them. The
gentleman said it wouldn’t be longer than a couple of weeks.”
“Good. I need to ask you a favor
Marybeth. I’ll probably be in London when Gene gets the reports.
Could I ask you to fax them to me at the hotel? Call me first,
so I know when to expect them.”
“Not a problem Kevin. Just leave
me your contact information and I would be happy to take care
of it for you.”
“Thanks Marybeth. Can I ask you
to do me one more favor? Could you please keep this quiet?
I don’t want the other guys knowing that we are doing background
checks on Angelina and Sheridan just yet.”
“Yes, of course Kevin. You have
my word.” Marybeth was interrupted with AJ’s voice.
“Your word on what?” A.J. looked
between Marybeth and Kevin, wondering what these two were up
“That she will be sure we have
plenty of caffeine for the meetings this week. And a hello
to you too A.J.,” Kevin said quickly as he walked into the conference
The dinging of the elevators told
them someone else had arrived. Brian and Nick walked in, dribbling
and passing a basketball back and forth between them.
“Please tell me you two took a
shower before coming to this meeting?” Kevin frowned.
“Of course we did Kev….chill.”
Brian put his duffle bag down in the corner; Nick did the same
and balanced the basketball to stay on top.
“Well, why did you feel the need
to bring your stuff to this meeting?” A.J. looked quizzically
at the large mound in the corner.
“Because we were upstairs using
the company gym and didn’t want to be late for this meeting.
So instead of running our bags down to our cars, we brought
them with us. What’s with the twenty questions?” Nick was
getting perturbed again. He had had a nice long talk with Brian
about his parent’s situation and was feeling a bit better, now
this. ‘I need to get laid or something’ he thought, ‘that would
help alleviate some of my stress.’
Marybeth poked her head in the
conference room, “Do any of you need anything else before I
A bunch of, “No thanks,” “We’re
all set,” and “See you later” were the replies.
“Okay, see you tomorrow night,”
Marybeth smiled and was out the door.
The boys were sitting around the
large conference table, each lost in their own thoughts.
Howie was the first to speak,
“Hey guys, guess who A.J. and I saw the other night at a club?”
“Who?” The three men replied.
A.J. began laughing as he recalled
the evening, “Let’s just say, Angel doesn’t wear glasses when
she’s out clubbing.”
Nick’s head jerked up hearing
her name. Calmly he asked, “What night?”
“Sunday,” AJ and Howie answered
“Wow, what a coincidence” Brian
began, “Leighanne and I saw Sheridan and some man having dinner
at Bravo Cucina’s Saturday night.”
Kevin’s eyes wandered over to
Brian, “Yeah, strange coincidence. They get out, don’t they.”
Kevin replied dryly.
Looking at his watch, he was growing
more annoyed. As if on cue, the elevator dinged for the fourth
time since Kevin got there.
Angelina raced in with her jogging
suit while Sheridan was in a suit and sneakers.
“Well, nice of you ladies to join
us. I hope this is not a regular habit, we prefer promptness.”
Kevin sat back and waited for the women to take their seats.
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