Isaac felt something brush against him, and although he was sleeping, the object brought nothing but a tingling sensation to his body. He hadn't remembered falling asleep, and as he slowly opened his eyes, he knew exactly what it was. "Dee?"
"I'm sorry, I would have left last night, but I crashed on the bed with you, when we were talking," she paused, catching his gaze, "remember?"
"Yeah, I remember." he yawned, bringing himself to a sitting position, "Good Mornin' to ya." he laughed. December laughed, arching an eyebrow toward him.
"Morning? Ike! It's already two thirty." Dee replied, she looked at him, smiling. She was off the bed now, already by the window, the one that could see her house. She didn't notice that Ike jumped out of bed and over to the bathroom.
"Oh shit!" he gasped, glancing at the digital clock by his desk as he ran back out of the bathroom. He was fully changed, and his hair was still alittle rumpled, but he didn't notice the least. "I have to record today! I'm fuckin' four hours late! How could I let myself do that?" he yelled at himself, tossing his clothes in the hamper. Dee turned around, laughing at him.
"It's okay, I fixed it."
"Fixed what?" he asked, diving toward his shoes, that lay tangled on the floor. He swiped them up and fell backward onto his desk-chair.
"I called Manda and told her where I was, and that you were still sleeping. When she said you had a meeting at ten thirty, I told her you were up way to late last night to be there for that time. So she asked Taylor if I should wake you up, and he said no." Isaac looked up at the women who had just saved her, he doesn't know what she tastes like. He doesn't remember. December smiled broadly, before throwing her head back and laughing.
"This is the best part, listen," she smiled, laughing at the bet, "she has to walk up to the Burger King drive-thru naked and order a diet coke."
"That's cruel." Isaac snorted, overcome with laughter. December held him close, her mind roaring with the echoes of his beating heart.
"Yea, but its not like he'll mind much. The only bad part is, we have to be there to watch her to do it."
"Uh!" Ike shrieked, closing his eyes, imagining having to watch me do that. "Why us?" he whined.
"Mmm, don't worry." Dee said, finally leaning to him for a kiss. He parted his lips just as they reached her warm, awaiting mouth, and she felt her body shutter. Her knees went weak, and if he hadn't been squeezing her so tight, she knew she would have fallen. The idea of tasting him again drove her over the edge, and she decided she would be the first one to open to each other. She heard him groan deep in his throat as she lined the outline of his mouth with the tip of her tongue.
- - - -
Davey sighed, leaning back, her face in the shade. "If I knew we were going to be in the sun, I would have brought sun-tan lotion. But no, guaranteed I'm going to get stuck with a farmer's tan. Can't we move?"
"Hun, you know that we are doing this to let Mandy win, I want to see Tay in a dress! We can't 'cz then she'll see us." Zac replied, wrapping one arm around her shoulder, and hugging her close. "It's alright, farmer's tan or not, you'll look gorgeous."
"Hmm," she whispered in reply, turning her head toward him and bringing her mouth to his, parting her lips slowly, teasing him. She heard him growl low in his throat with pleasure, and she knew that her act of mating with her mouth drove him crazy. "Thanks Zac." she said, pulling away.
"Na, ah, get back here." Zac said, pulling her up against him and kissing her, this time finally getting to taste her. "That's better, babe." he smiled. Davey rolled her eyes at him, snuggling against him.
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I turned, hearing eyes fall upon me. I was so tired, I have lugging this system up for hours, but was I brave enough to admit the fact? Nope. I knew Taylor had being watched. I even think the December at Ike's house, calling 'cz Ike was sleeping in late was a set up. This way Taylor could record today, so he wouldn't have to sit around and watch me load things. If he did, he would be silently tempted to help me, and forget the bet. Sorry hun, it ain't that easy. I even know that Zac and Davey are here, they are hiding about fifty feet away from. Did I mention? The dance is outside, at the peek of the city. You could hear the waves crashing upon the shore below me, I was on a cliff. Thats where Taylor's system has to be set up. Figures! Every time, I get stuck with the hard stuff. Well, not really, but that's my story and I'm sticking' with it! Shh.
"Do you need some help?" A voice asked me, located some where behind the stage guarder posts asked. There was a girl, and I as turned around to see her, she was about the age of seventeen. She had dull brown hair, the kind of shiny hair that if your out in the sun too long, it'll turn blonde!
"I do, but you can't do me much." I spoke, reaching down to pick up a speaker. My muscles were burning, but I wasn't complaining.
"Why not?"
"I have a bet going with my fiancee', that's why." I replied, not acknowledging the fact I was being extremely rude.
"My name is Sammy, my friend's call me Slammy, your Mandy, right?" she asked, stepping up to me and reaching out a hand.
"Yep, I'm Mandy, how'd ya know?"
"My mom told me about you." she told me. I looked at her, her mom? She could read the look on my face, and decided to explain, "She works at the newspaper, she's read some of your stories."
"My novels?"
"Yes, I have read them too, they are great." She smiled, her eyes twinkling. I looked at her, a fan who has met me in the worst possible way. "Are you sure you don't need any help?"
"On one condition." I told her, a light bulb flashing in my gaze. I got it!
"What's that?" she arched an eyebrow in my direction. I let go the speaker, sighing when I heard the thud of the bottom.
"If you get my novels back, you can help me. I'll even give you a copy of one, if you want." I'm saved! Oh I love this girl!
"Deal." Sammy smiled, reached over and shaking on it. Great!
- -
Taylor sucked his breath in, his body shaking with the emotion as he belted out his one, soulful part in a song. He's put his entire soul and body into his solo's, especially this song. He wrote it for me, but he doesn't know that I know. Isaac showed it to me, it was dated three days after the dance Jessica brought us to. "How did it sound?" he spoke right after the song died off.
"Beautiful! You've still got it!" It was his older friend, Brendle. He use to work at Mercury, but now he works part time for Island Records. "I can guarantee Mandy is going to die when you play it tonight. Its on track three."
"Thanks Bren, it means a lot to me." Taylor told him, taking his head phones off and stepping out of the recording booth. The first thing he grabbed was his bottle of ice cold water. He was sweating, and his lips were quivering with power. He belted it out for this song, and he knew that the three girls that means so much to him and his brother were going to love it. Atleast he'd hope so.
"Good luck my man!" Brendle said, doing the handshake everyone in the studio knows. He handed Taylor the c.d and he left, reminding Taylor to lock up after he left.
"This is for you." Taylor whispered, putting the c.d into a c.d. player and listening to the one song, 'Eternally', that he knew had come out perfect. He took pride in all the songs they recorded, but this one took the cake.
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