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    Collision Course 4.21

     

                Sam laughed softly, settling in and starting to play with Carmen’s hair, the silky dark mass cascading in Sam’s lap.  Carmen was right, Sam was pushing her away, but maybe for very good reason.  Sam didn’t think that Carmen was serious about her. 

     

                “Sam?”

     

                “Hmmm?”

     

                “Can I stay here tonight?  On the couch, or the spare bedroom?” asked Carmen sleepily, her hand pushing up Sam’s tee shirt, lips finding the flesh there, kissing it softly. 

     

                Sam gently eased her up, and Carmen chuckled, thinking Sam was going to offer to call her a cab, “Come on upstairs.”

     

                “You sure?” asked Carmen, her dark eyes pleading.

     

                Nodding, “You know which one my bedroom is?  I have a phone call to make, overseas, and I’ll be up in a minute,” whispered Sam.  Kissing Carmen’s lips softly, Carmen smiled.

     

                “I’m in no shape too…”

     

                “No, that’s ok, but… the same bed, different underwear will suffice for now,” smiled Sam.  “I’ll be there in a minute.”

     

                Carmen sleepily trudged up the stairs, giving Sam a look as Sam turned the TV off, and the DVD player also.  Carmen slipped the pants off and crawled into Sam’s bed, a soft smile on her lips.  The very expensive sheets wrapping around her, quickly making her warm, and Carmen instantly fell asleep.

     

                Meanwhile, downstairs, Sam found the number of the client she was supposed to call.  Tired fingers tapped away on the dial pad, when Sam heard something at her front door.  Hanging up the phone and moving to the door.  Looking out the peephole and seeing Shane standing at her door step.

     

                Pulling the door open, looking at Shane, “Not a good time,” said Sam, looking away from Shane’s gaze.

     

                “I know,” said Shane very softly.  “Carmen is here, isn’t she?”

     

                “Yeah….  How do you…” began Sam, then nodding, understanding instantly, “The breather.”

     

                “Is she in your room?  In your bed?” asked the androgynous woman standing before Sam.  Shane’s hands moved in front of her nervously, hair hanging in her eyes, feeling like she was going insane.

     

                “Yeah, she is,” said Sam, not bothering to tell Shane that nothing had happened. 

     

                Shane didn’t say anything, simply nodding her head, lips pursed in thought, turning away from Sam.  No words, there were simply no words, thought Shane.  Sam watched her walking away, wondering what the hell that had been about.

     

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                “You stood up Alexandria Pezzini!  That is unacceptable, Harlequin,” bellowed Peggy into the phone.  Harlequin said nothing, hoisting her bag into the plane, nodding to the man next to her, who left the plane as quickly as Harlequin had gotten on. 

     

                “I have something to attend too,” said Harlequin.  Checking the gauges, turning on the navigation system.

     

                “Business, that is what you are supposed to be attending too, Harlequin.  This is totally out of character for you.  From Helena, I would expect this, but from you, no, you I’d never expect this from you,” said Peggy, the concern back in her voice.

     

                “It is, maybe that is the way it should be, I’ll contact you soon enough, mother.”  Quin hung up the phone, turning it off, then opening the small side window and letting the phone drop to the runway.  “Or maybe I won’t,” added Quin.  Looking over to the co-pilot seat, her dusty guitar case sitting there.  It was time to do what she wanted to do, and not what the world wanted of her. 

    Comments

    1. To quote Carmen…”huh.” I still like where Jo/Bette and Al/Ro are going. It’s also gonna be good to see Quin getting into the music scene. I’m still puzzled by the Shane/Sam/Carmen triangle. I have no idea where it’s going, but it looks like drama-time.

    2. Okay you chioed atooth,busted you lip. did you fall or over zealouse lover? I love this and Jo. even with Bette. carmen and Sam I dont know Quin is on the road again. Do you know how much sleep I miss ti stay up and read your after midnight post? Be good get some more rest and take care of you lip. thanks bvh

    3. Bette and Jo…yes please I would like an extra helping of that!! Ah..Carm and Sam..hmmm I’m not sure but I love your writing so keep going. I feel for Shane though. Rosita and AL are a trip enough said. And who was Kit talking to? hmmm inquiring minds what to know..and I see you have Quin picking up her guitar again…could you have her fly by me and teach me more than three chords…shit…I think I even forgot those now! LOL, ok keep em coming, literally and figurtively

    4. Wow…I am wanting more of Bette & Jo…a part of me wanted Tina to stick her head in the door because she heard a noise…lol…cruel I know. You know what we mean when we say a B&T story…it is not them beings bestest friends and swap cookbooks. I believe you are being coy. Keep posting.

    5. O.K. I see that you may be plannin’ a Shane & Sam union, but what about Carmen? Who will she be paired w/?, Don’t leave her hangin’ JM. Still luvin’ Jo & Bette. Will Harlequin getting away from her mom soften her up a bit? Lets hope so.

    6. LMAO! Wow, thanks for hanging me higher with this post, lol. Okay, Sam and Carmen have gotten weird. Especially with Carmen going all needy on Sam. But still, it’s hot. I’m mean, Carmen is practically begging to be ****ed. And who but Sam can refuse? I know Shane couldn’t lol. Okay I’m rambling. Now, Jo and Bette, well that was delicious and only goes to show how evil you are Rogue! Same for Aalice and Rosita. Such a tease, but I love ya anyway. LMAO. Harlequin needs to get LAID , and fast! Where is she flying off too when there’s a shitload of work to do? lol. As for Shane…poor Shane. Should I not be looking forward to a new, all-improved model of Shane the drugged-out, self-destroyer? *weg* She’s gonna be famous and hot in Prada but now that SCarmen is happening, Shane just might…oh hell, why don’t you just tell me?

    7. Okay… right. Jo + Bette = hot. Sam + Carmen = …?… Are they on, are they off, and what sort of monkey wrench is Shane gonna prove to be? As for young Quin, is she off on a gigging tour of every smoky dive on the east/west coast, with only her trusty geetar and the Peabody jet as her companions?

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