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Chapter 11: Waited So Long
Adam and Sherry kissed pulling various clothing items off as he pressed her against the door of his hotel room.
"Adam," She giggled, "Please, can we get inside before we get undressed." He kissed her neck sliding the spaghetti straps of her dress down.
"I don't think I can wait," He mumbled and kissed across her chest.
"We waited three years," She said reaching into his pocket and pulling out the card key. "Trust me, I'm worth it." She turned around and slid it into the door and then opened it with Adam still kissing her neck. She giggled and pushed the door open. He undid the zipper of her dress and pulled it off. She turned around and he pushed her down onto the bed.
"I've wanted this for so long," He whispered. She smiled.
"Me too," She kissed him. She undid the buttons on his shirt. "I love you so much." They kissed and he pressed her hands above her head. "You've gotten a lot smoother since the last time we did this." He laughed.
"The last time we did this we were barely twenty," He reminded her, "And very drunk." She laughed.
"You also have this whole hot New York playboy thing going on now," She whispered. "Do you work over all those girls like this?"
"I don't sleep with all of them Sher," He laughed. "Some of them I just date."
"OK," She smiled, "But say I was one of them?" He nodded. "If I was some girl you met in a bar in New York, what would you be saying to me right now?"
"Oh you want to see the moves," He nodded.
"I wanna see the moves," She ran her hands over his chest. "Just let me get into character." She sat up and shook her hair, "I never do this." He laughed.
"Mm, that's OK baby," He said and slid his hands over her waist. "We don't have to rush into anything. If you just want to talk that's fine," He ran his hand up her thigh, "Do you want something to drink?"
"Oh my God!" She laughed, "You're that guy?" He laughed and looked down. "Oh, if I didn't love you so much I would bitch slap you so hard!"
"Yeah well, the hockey bimbos are not on the same level as you," He said, "You, I would have treated more like I treated Mel," She nodded, "I'd wine and dine you, I'd send you flowers the next day, tell you how beautiful you are." They kissed again and she squeaked as he rolled her onto her back. "But since you're you, I've only got one move."
"And that would be?" She said.
"I love you Sherry Dawlins," He whispered brushing her hair off of her face. "I have loved you for three years, and I want to share my whole life with you." She kissed him.
"I love too Adam Banks," She whispered.
Maya sat at the table and downed a glass of champagne. This was completely ridiculous. As if watching her ex boyfriend of four hours cuddle with his ex/new girlfriend wasn't torturous enough the food wasn't even very good and no one was talking to her.
"Hi," Fulton sat down. She smiled at him. "Sorry I disappeared. We're all taking turns watching Eric so that Connie and Guy can actually enjoy themselves."
"Why are you being so nice to me?" She demanded. He froze and looked at her. "I mean, you don't have to be."
"Maya, I like you," He shrugged, "I think you're a great girl. I think what he did to you is really shitty. And, I've really enjoyed spending today with you." He pushed a fallen hair behind her ear.
"And what you figure I'll just think one Bash Brother is as good as the next?" She shrugged and stood up and walked away.
"Maya," He followed after her. "I didn't mean it like that."
"Then how did you mean it?" She asked her arms crossed.
"I just mean that I like you," He said, "And if we'd met under different circumstances I probably would have asked for you number."
"That might me one of the sweetest things any guy has ever said to me." She whispered. "Which is pretty sad when you think about it. I should really just go." She walked away.
"Mm," Julie sighed catching her breath. Portman looked at her all flushed and fresh after making love. She giggled. "I missed that." She pulled the covers over herself.
"How are you still embarrassed for me to see your body?" He asked, "After all of these years."
"I can't help it," She blushed. "Besides, I mean, now that I've seen Maya," She shook her head.
"Really?" He raised his eyebrows. "Look at you. You're perfect."
"No, I'm not," She sighed, "I'm too tall, and my legs are too skinny, and too flat, and," He cut her off and kissed her. "Dean," She mumbled.
"You're perfect," He said, "And you're mine."
"Oh, whatever," She rolled her eyes, "You don't own me Dean Portman." He kissed her again. "But for a few more of those I think I can be bought."
"We stay here much longer," He whispered, "We'll miss the fireworks."
"Oh crap," She stood up and pulled her underwear on.
"Mention being late and I get to see whatever I want," He smirked. "God you're so easy!"
"Watch it!" She pointed at him, "This make up is very fresh, I could just call this a brief relapse still and escape with my dignity."
"Julie," He whispered taking her hands. "I'm so sorry, about all of it. I shouldn't have let you go." She kissed him.
"We really have to go," She whispered. "Get dressed."
"Why do we have to see the fireworks?" He asked. "It's not like we haven't seen them."
"I promised Eric," She said. "I'm his godmother. Remember that?"
"Mm," He said, "Fine, OK." He stood up and she held her breath. It was kind of amazing that she was still unable to contain herself when she saw him shirtless. "What are you looking at?" She kissed him.
"I'm waiting for you to turn into a pumpkin," She admitted. He smiled.
Maya stood tossing her clothes into her suitcase. She was getting on the next flight to Chicago, she didn't care. She was done! There was a knock on the door, she sighed and walked over and opened it.
"Fulton," She sighed, "Please, just go away. I feel awful."
"I just wanted to say I'm sorry," He said. "I think you're great, OK?" She nodded. "And you're beautiful and fun and smart," He sighed. "But I shouldn't have, I mean, you just broke up with my best friend and," She took his face in her hands and kissed him. "Um, OK, that's one response."
"I just wanted to see what happened," She whispered. "Do you want to come in?" He smiled.