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called Kevin first knowing he would be upset. "Kevin, I
need to cancel tonight's meeting. I know you are leaving tomorrow,
but I've got a family emergency I need to attend too. I'm sorry
Kevin." Gene pulled the phone away from his ear knowing
there may be some yelling. Surprisingly, there wasn't any.
"If you could
call the guys for me, I will get in touch with Sheridan and
Gene. "I'll call everyone Gene. You just go and take care
of what you need to do."
"Are you sure
Kev? I don't mind."
"Yeah, I'm sure.
Maybe we can arrange to have a less formal meeting with the
good luck. Have a safe trip to London. I'll be in touch."
"Yup, you bet
I will," Kevin said with a chuckle as he disconnected the
call. Dialing another number he waited for the party to pick
up on the other end.
Lambert. May I help you?"
'Someone has taken
their happy pill this morning' Kevin thought. "Yes, may
I speak with Sheridan Anderson please?"
"Hold one moment."
How may I help you?"
Kevin Richardson. Listen I just got a call from Gene who has
to cancel our meeting tonight with him. But I was thinking may
be we could all meet informally someplace. What do you think?"
that should be fine. Did you have any place in mind?" Sheridan's
mind was screaming 'please make it his place. I'm dying to know
what his bachelor pad looks like.'
"Well, if I
know the guys, all our places are pig sties, I know mine is,"
Kevin was chuckling, that was a little white lie. "And
being in public isn't a good idea, I think. We would get nothing
accomplished. How about your place?" he asked hopefully.
Kevin was beyond interested where these two lived, and he always
felt you could tell a lot by a person by where they live.
would be fine, I think."
because we are females, don't think our place is going to be
spotless either," Sheridan replied with a laugh. Sheridan
knew there was nothing to eat in the apartment and the sink
was full of dishes, her unmentionables were drying over the
enough. No comments on your crib. We cool then?"
"Yes, that should
be fine. I need to run to a meeting. I'll see you tonight at
my place at seven then?"
"You bet. We'll
all be there. Thanks Sheridan."
Kevin, anytime. Bye."
Smiling into the
receiver, Kevin said his goodbye. Touching base with Brian,
Howie, and A.J., they were all set. Kevin just needed to call
Angelina and Nick. As he was about to speed dial Nick, his phone
rang. "Hey Keith, how are you?"
"Oh…not a problem.
Give me five minutes and I'll be able to make the conference
call. Use the home number, not my cell, just in case of static…Thanks.
Speed dialing Nick's
number again, he prayed he wouldn't get his voicemail. He would
need Nick to call Angel at work and fill her in. Last thing
he needed was her spit-fire attitude. Kevin started to laugh
just thinking about it.
"Hey Kaos. How
"Good Kev. What's
to cancel our meeting with him tonight but I spoke to Sheridan
who said we could meet over at their house tonight. Do you have
got it on their resumes….somewhere.." Nick's voice trailed
as he gave Kevin the impression he was thinking about where
he would have put their resumes. Actually, Nick picked up Angel
this morning from her apartment complex and drove her to the
garage where her car had been towed to be fixed. 'Don't want
him knowing I already know where they live' chuckling, Nick
replied, "Yeah Kev, I got it."
"You sure Nick?"
I'll be there at seven. See ya later."
can you do me a huge favor? I haven't had a chance to call Angel
at work and let her know we are invading her crib. And I have
a conference call with Keith in Louisville, in one minute. Could
you call her and let her know what's going on?"
"Not a problem
Kevin. See you tonight."
Nick. I don't want to have to deal with her attitude when she
goes to the wrong address for the meeting."
"Will you relax?
Geez, I got it Kev. I know how to make a phone call." Nick
was getting agitated; he hated the fact that Kevin still treated
him like he was thirteen.
I'm just trying to get so much done before I leave…" His
home phone began ringing, "Gotta go kid. See ya."
Kevin hung the cell up and answered his home phone.
Nick came out of
his condo smiling, he had a better idea than a phone call and
he was hungry anyway.
"I'm so going
to enjoy these next six weeks." Nick said out loud.
lunch Nick. What happens over the next six weeks?" Angelina
asked as she set Nick's food on the bar. Nick had been chanting
since he walked through the door about enjoying the next six
With a huge smile,
Nick answered, "Kevin will be gone. With the nine hour
time difference, he won't bother me too much except for early
mornings," grabbing a fry, he added, "Thanks for lunch
"It's the least
I could do. Thanks for bringing me to get my car this morning,"
Angel said as she smiled at him while making a frozen margarita
for another customer.
After finishing his
lunch, Nick called Angel over, and quietly spoke to her, "Oh,
before I forget. We are meeting at your place tonight, not at
the office. Gene had to cancel and you know Kevin, he needs
to have his last meeting with all of us before he leaves."
Nick rolled his eyes.
Angel began to laugh.
That sounded just like Kevin, or at least the one they had in
their fan fic world. "Thanks for letting me know. If I
had gone to the wrong building, I'd be a tad upset with you."
what Kevin said too. See you tonight after work." Nick
gave a wink and was gone.
Sheridan raced home
knowing Kevin would be the first to arrive. He was always first
and tonight, she didn't expect anything different.
Going through the
main rooms, she straightened up the pillows and tables; dusting
only what was visible. "What you can't see, won't hurt
you." Lighting the Yankee candles in each room and putting
the stereo on low, she went to freshen up in the bathroom and
hide her laundry. Changing into her comfortable jeans and a
t-shirt, she went into the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee.
Angel came zooming
through the front door, running straight to her room, slamming
her door shut.
to you too Angel," Sheridan yelled. "What the hell's
on fire?" she asked as she opened up Angel's bedroom door.
Racing around the
room, Angel was grabbing VCR tapes and CDs and putting them
in a trunk in her closet. "I'm hiding my collection of
their stuff. We've got more bootleg copies of their concerts.
And God help me if Nick sees how many copies I have of his NON
tour. He'd think I was a little obsessed and it might scare
him off. I think he thinks I'm normal, well as normal as can
be." Angel said giggling. Once her room looked presentable,
she sat down on her bed and began to strip so she could change
out of her work clothes.
Sheridan was amused
by her roommate "Good thinking Angel. Have you eaten dinner
"Nah, I was
going to grab a bowl of cereal. How about you?"
good to me." Walking into the kitchen, "Hey Angel,
can you check for any messages please? I forgot."
Grabbing a pair of
jeans and a sweatshirt, Angel picked up the phone to check.
Sure enough, there was a message. "Hi Sheridan and Angelina.
This is Brian. I wanted to let you know we appreciate you having
us over on such short notice. Don't worry about dinner, we'll
bring the food and refreshments. See you around seven. Bye."
getting the cereal. They're bringing dinner with them."
Angel yelled as she was finishing getting ready.
Suddenly there was
a knock on the door. "Twenty bucks says its Kevin, alone."
Sheridan said as she strolled to answer the door.
have got one set of pipes in you woman," Kevin said while
laughing at the younger woman, following in behind him was Nick,
Brian, Howie and A.J. all carrying bags. "And you owe Angel
twenty bucks Sheridan."
"Are you planning
on feeding a third world country?" Sheridan asked as she
eyed all the bags they were carrying.
sure what you ladies had so we brought everything we thought
we would need," Howie replied, "Brian and Kevin went
to the liquor store and me, A.J., and Nick went to one of those
grocery stores where you can buy food already made and ready
to serve." Howie was grinning. He was so proud he knew
about this shop.
ladies," A.J. said while cruising through the living room,
"Can I use your bathroom?"
The bathroom is last door, down the hall at the end." Angelina
said from the living room.
and Brian were organizing the dining room table with the food
and drinks. Nick went over to their stereo and began filling
up the CD changer with quiet background music, 'oh I like their
Kevin sat next to
Angel on a giant beanbag chair; Angel was organizing her work
area for the meeting.
Angel asked with a smile.
"Oh, I was wondering
if we could get a tour of your crib."
a bit stunned, "Well, just don't blink okay, cause you
might miss something." Smiling while putting her hair up
in a scrunchie.
A.J. came out of
the bathroom, "Whoa, you ladies have a nice place here.
I love the bathroom. You have a shower and a separate Jacuzzi
tub, that's too cool."
Nick went to go check it out on his own.
"If you all
will line up behind Kevin, we'll do a quick train tour."
Angelina couldn't stop laughing at what she just said.
Sheridan was even
speechless as she tried gasping for air. Finally, when the girls'
laughter started to calm down, Angelina started hiccupping.
Tears fell from her eyes.
"What have you
been drinking Miss?" Kevin eyed her. He thought it was
funny, but not that funny.
Sheridan butted in,
"It's quite scary sometimes. Let's just hope Angel hasn't
swallowed enough air to let out a belch that will shake the
"Oh, she's such
a woman. I need a pop to be really loud." Nick sat on the
arm of the couch.
Angel still couldn't
stop laughing. She knew it was from her nerves. The Backstreet
Boys were in their apartment and asked for a tour. She had the
giggles earlier when Nick stopped by, but this was overwhelming.
Kevin sensed Angel's
reaction and understood the absurdity of it all. Patting her
on her back, "C'mon, I'll help interpret for the guys."
Spreading her arms
wide, "This is our living room, also known as the TV room.
The dining room is right there," pointing to the table.
"Behind it is our tiny kitchen. If you need anything from
in there, ask me. Sheridan isn't too familiar with that room."
Sheridan gave Angel
a look that could kill.
Walking pass the
kitchen she continuted, "Now the bathroom is at the end
of this hall." Opening up the door on the right, "This
is my room." Suddenly, Angel was pushed inside while the
guys all came in, looking around at the photos, opening up her
jewelry case, as well as her closet. Howie looked under her
bed. Angel watched in awe. With her hands on her hips, "I
hope y'all don't mind me snooping when I get into your bedrooms."
Five sheepish men looked around at each other and bowed their
heads in embarrassment. Nick raised his eyebrows at Angel and
answered her question, "No problem Angel."
Kevin saw the look,
but ignored it wanting to see the 'other' bedroom.
Angel walked across
the hall and opened up the door, "This is Sheridan's room.
Kevin barged on in.
"I hope you
didn't hide all your crap under your bed or in your closet Sheridan,
they'll bust your ass."
Sheridan walked down
to see what Angel was barking about. "What are you talking
about?" The boys behaved themselves in Sheridan's room,
well, except Kevin. He stayed behind to take a few sneak peeks
in her stuff. Old fashion thigh-highs were draped over a chair.
A casual touch of his fingertips told him they were freshly
laundered. Very high heels lined the one wall. His head move
from side as he looked from the panty hose and garter belt to
the stilettos, "Ain't that a sweet picture."
A desktop computer
was tucked in the corner. He would love the opportunity to check
that out. He could almost guarantee all the answers to his questions
were on that puppy.
Everything else in
the room was a neat as could be. A little dusty perhaps but
everything had its place, he could see it. A silver plated vanity
set from the forties rested on the antique dresser.
Angel placed the
utensils on the table that Sheridan had just set.
their conversation from the living room, "Hey Angel, who's
this guy next to you in this picture?"
Sheridan's head shot
up and Angel's eyes went huge as they both darted towards the
wall. "Which picture A.J.?" Sheridan asked. Her mind
started doing a visual inventory of what pictures hung on each
"You don't know
what pics are on your walls?" Laughing, A.J. pointed to
what looked like a group photo of some friends. "The one
of Angel. It looks like you were at a party or something."
Angel walked over
and sighed. It was her favorite group photo of her and her friends
in Boston, with the exception of Joey being in it. Touching
it, "Just a group photo of me and my friends when I lived
"So who's the
guy?" Kevin had snuck out of Sheridan's room to join in
on the discussion.
Angel replied quietly while organizing drink orders. "So,
who wants what to drink?"
Choruses of requests
were shouted out. "Beer please."
"Make that two."
with ice if ya got it"
"I brought over
a nice bottle of red wine to have with dinner. Where's your
Sheridan went dizzy
upon hearing Kevin ask for the opener, she didn't think she
heard the word cork, screw was the only thing that registered
in her brain. "I'll get it for you." Sheridan handed
him three glasses and began to search for the corkscrew by moving
things around and looking behind things.
"I thought Angel
said you didn't know where anything was in your kitchen."
"I can find
the corkscrew, I think." Sheridan pulled out a few drawers
searching for the magic opener.
Kevin followed her
around the tiny kitchen, each drawer she opened he checked out.
The first had a ton of scraps of paper. The second had take-out
menus stuffed in it, the drawer barely closed.
Opening the third
drawer Sheridan yelled, "Third one is always a charm."
She waved the corkscrew in the air, almost poking Kevin in the
eye as he pulled it from her to avoid injury.
he spoke sternly at her, "You could hurt someone."
Kevin looked over her shoulder; the drawer was stuffed with
cooking utensils. "I guess that would be the logical place
to keep it, with all the other cooking implements."
"Would you like
a lemon or lime A.J.?" Angel asked as she handed Brian,
Howie, and Nick a beer. If she didn't get Kevin away from Sheridan
quickly, a war would break out. Angel had seen the reaction
Sheridan was trying to hide. She was shaking a little and a
fine sheen of perspiration had formed on her forehead. Sheridan
was almost glowing.
"Oh a lime would
be nice with my water. Thanks." A.J. replied.
Kevin stood beside
Sheridan as he opened up two bottles of wine and put them both
on the table.
around the dining room table. The boys brought over grilled
chicken and fish, fresh garden salad with dressing, potato salad,
a pasta salad and chips. As they began passing the food around,
the phone rang. Quickly, Sheridan excused herself to answer
Sergio." Excusing herself, she took the phone from Sheridan
and walked into the kitchen. "Can I call you back later?
I'm in the middle of having company over for dinner. Oh, I can't
make it, sorry."
Coming back to the
table, Sheridan realized she drank her glass of wine already
and poured herself another.
"Just the little
Italian Angel went out with." Sheridan had forgotten that
A.J and Howie had seen them at the club together last week.
and A.J. said at the same time. Nick looked around and saw the
smiling exchanges his friends gave one another. For some reason,
he didn't like it.
call you later. Bye." Angel hung up the phone, "Or
not," she said as she walked back to the table.
Six sets of eyes
were now watching her put food on her plate, "What?"
Realizing they were staring, all of them turned toward their
respective plates and mumbled, "Nothing," and continued
After dinner, refreshments
were refilled and they all moved into the living room.
Once everyone found
a spot to sit, they began hashing out their tastes. Each one
of the boys would have a set designed around an apartment suited
to their individual tastes.
Sipping her third
glass of wine, Sheridan sat in the center of the room. If you
could describe your tastes in as few words as possible as far
as decor, what would it be? We can start with you Brian."
meets Family Circle."
"What the hell
is that?" Angel frowned.
Sheridan answered for him. "You know the beat up furniture,
used, begged, and borrowed."
"Oh, like us?"
Angel's hands gestured around in the air.
"I think I'd
like a Latin flare, lots of leather, fine fabrics, brick, that
sort of stuff."
Sheridan rolled her
eyes; Angelina smirked. "And one booty smacker too."
Then she groaned, "Fan moment, sorry."
Soulful, what will it be?" Sheridan tapped the tip of her
pen on her lips as she looked towards A.J.. Out of habit, she
began to chew on her pen.
A.J. seemed to disappear
in the huge beanbag. He had cozied up to Angel. "Mmm, animal
prints, wood, leather, mood lighting."
"Whips and chains,"
Sheridan added without thinking. Raising her eyes a little,
"That was a joke."
"Sure it was,"
A.J. smiled and Sheridan caught sight of his beautiful eyes
for the first time. She had dubbed him the Soulman a long time
ago; his eyes solidified that for her. They were sweet, passionate,
and innocent too.
"I was only
kidding," Sheridan laughed.
"You come on
over to my house, I'll show you who is kidding."
Kevin raised his voice. "Get back on track."
"Oh, I'm on
track." He snickered from his seat. Squishing his little
butt further into the uncontrollable object.
so much, your shaking makes it hard to type," Angel whined.
"Okay that leaves
Kevin and Nick." Angel looked at Nick. "We know messy,
I think we figured that out on our own."
Nick eyed Angel as
he spoke, "Lots of ocean stuff and sports... Music too."
"Do you want
us to add a poster of Sue Bird?" Sheridan closed her eyes;
she had done it again. She was mixing up fan talk with business
talk. The ringing of the phone made her jump and saved her at
the same time.
Jumping half way
across the kitchen, she uttered a hello into the phone. A smiled
graced her face immediately.
him," Angel's nose scrunched as if she had smelled a noxious
odor that had suddenly invaded her personal space.
"Tom, her boyfriend,"
Angelina watched Sheridan pick up her wine glass, refill it
and go down the hall and to try to hide the phone conversation
from all of them.
A knocking at the
front door stopped the evil thoughts running through Angel's
head. Yanking the door open she was about to yell. 'Wat'da ya
want?' but stopped when she saw Patrick.
Patrick stood holding
a large package. "Good evening Angel. You and Sheridan
got another package from Pennsylvania." as he looked over
Angel's shoulder to see who was inside their apartment. He had
heard a group of men walking past his apartment earlier.
"Oh thanks Patrick.
A care package from Sheridan's parents." Pulling the parcel
from Patrick, she muttered a thank you and slammed the door
pleasant," Kevin laughed.
replied, "He's gives me the creeps, besides there is good
stuff in this." Angelina tore the paper off the box.
for Sheridan..." Nick stopped talking as Angel pulled two
small boxes out of the larger container.
Angel smiled, "Her
mommy loves me and sends me stuff too." Angel ripped into
her package like a two year old. Grabbing the note, she scanned
it. "Yep the usual. She's yelling at me for not calling
home to speak to my folks." Looking up she added, "We
always end up fighting so why bother right?" looking back
at the note, "And she wants me to call her to talk about
Tom. Eww, I don't think so." Angel flashed the note. "See
she labels everything that's in the box. We have cookies, brownies,
Angel snapped at him. Ripping a pretty package open, she found
hunter green silk boxers and a camisole top.
Sheridan's parents?" Kevin was shocked, it wasn't exactly
a gift a parent would buy for a child.
AJ commented, "Damn,
I thought most people from PA were conservative; I thought they
would send flannel."
Sticking out her
tongue at A.J., "I'm a big girl. I bet Sheridan has the
same thing in lace." Angel looked at Sheridan's box but
her actions were stopped by the words. 'Don't touch my goodies.'
Hanging up the phone
with a pissed off look on her face, Sheridan picked up her box
and carried it back to her bedroom, but not before she refilled
her wine glass.
The guys frowned
but A.J. had the audacity. "We don't get to see your new
"No, A.J. because
mine probably have crotch-less panties too."
Kevin coughed at
her comment. It seemed that the ice lady was thawing a
little. "That's nice of your mom."
"My Mommy loves
me," Sheridan winked.
"Lay off the
wine, you're drunk," Angel took her glass.
"I am not,"
Sheridan wore a silly face.
my partner is sloshed. We'll have to cut this meeting short.
Give me your taste in decor."
A wide grin came
over his face, "Exactly like Sheridan's room: forties,
Art-Deco, clean lines, tight curves, true colors..."
"Is that a decorating
theme or a woman?" Sheridan giggled.
"Could be both,"
Sheridan shut up
as Angel glared at her. She showed their guests out. Howie stopped
at the door, "I'm so glad that this movie has a point."
"What do you
"The whole ADHD
and how kids benefit from music. I was thinking, maybe we could
sell tickets to the premiere and donate the proceeds to Save
The Music Foundation or something like that."
Angel liked the idea
but was a bit skeptical. This film was very low budget, she
couldn't see a huge star-studded opening. "We'll go over
the exteriors at the next meeting. Let's get the film made and
if we are lucky enough we won't have to host the premier at
Hooter's, we'll talk."
I like Hooters, they got the best..."
"Let's go Nick,"
Brian pulled him along.
Kevin stopped and
looked at Angel, "Is she okay?"
fine. They probably just had a lovers spat. It'll work out."
lucky," Kevin quipped since he couldn't forget her earlier
attitude when Tom called.
"Oh, yeah for
me," Angel began to shut the door.
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