~~~~~ISABEL~~~~~
“I think that everyone’s closets are pretty much skeleton free apart from the fact that Maria is a shoe thief. What about your closet, Izzy? Is there anything you want bought into the light?”
Oh no...shes talking about Alex isnt she. Tess has always some how known exactly what Im thinking...oh God Isabel....think of something good!
"Me?" I say blinking. "How could I possibly have skeletons. I work all the time and too hard to have skeletons" I say dismisively.
Ok that was....ok....
But now I need a real topic changer. "So...tell me about the men you have ensnared recently" I say.
Ergh...I would have to ask about men!!
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"Me?" She says as if the idea that Isabel Evans could have skeletons in her closet is crazy. "How could I possibly have skeletons. I work all the time and too hard to have skeletons"
A likely story Miss. Evans I think as I raise an eyebrow. But if Isabel doesn’t want to confide her secret passion for Alex to me then that’s fine. Okay so maybe secret passion might be going overboard considering that they only met about an hour ago but still if its there, its there.
"So...tell me about the men you have ensnared recently" Isabel says, only slightly changing the direction of conversation.
“There haven’t been any men lately unless you count Jake, the gay sale assistant at Prada.” I sigh dramatically, thinking wishfully of Prada and Jake. That guy would be my perfect man if he didn’t bat for the other team. He's hot and loves shopping. Ya see? Perfect! “Such a beautiful waste. Now its your turn! Don’t tell me that you haven’t had any interesting from a hot blooded male because I won’t believe you.”
"Me?" She says as if the idea that Isabel Evans could have skeletons in her closet is crazy. "How could I possibly have skeletons. I work all the time and too hard to have skeletons"
A likely story Miss. Evans I think as I raise an eyebrow. But if Isabel doesn’t want to confide her secret passion for Alex to me then that’s fine. Okay so maybe secret passion might be going overboard considering that they only met about an hour ago but still if its there, its there.
"So...tell me about the men you have ensnared recently" Isabel says, only slightly changing the direction of conversation.
“There haven’t been any men lately unless you count Jake, the gay sale assistant at Prada.” I sigh dramatically, thinking wishfully of Prada and Jake. That guy would be my perfect man if he didn’t bat for the other team. He's hot and loves shopping. Ya see? Perfect! “Such a beautiful waste. Now its your turn! Don’t tell me that you haven’t had any interesting from a hot blooded male because I won’t believe you.”
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~~~~~ISABEL~~~~~
“There haven’t been any men lately unless you count Jake, the gay sale assistant at Prada. Such a beautiful waste."
I give her a sad look. I have no idea what shes talking about of course because it feels like I havent been shopping in a century....but there you go!
Now its your turn! Don’t tell me that you haven’t had any interesting from a hot blooded male because I won’t believe you.”
I sigh. "Tessss" I moan.
But I know that look anywhere. Theres no way shes gonna let it rest.
"Fine! Alex is....nice. But its never going to happen ok? He has a son. He's been through all that trauma and after what happened back there I doubt hes ever going talk to me let alone see me again." I tell her bluntly.
"It wouldnt work. Im far to busy. So lets leave it at that"
“There haven’t been any men lately unless you count Jake, the gay sale assistant at Prada. Such a beautiful waste."
I give her a sad look. I have no idea what shes talking about of course because it feels like I havent been shopping in a century....but there you go!
Now its your turn! Don’t tell me that you haven’t had any interesting from a hot blooded male because I won’t believe you.”
I sigh. "Tessss" I moan.
But I know that look anywhere. Theres no way shes gonna let it rest.
"Fine! Alex is....nice. But its never going to happen ok? He has a son. He's been through all that trauma and after what happened back there I doubt hes ever going talk to me let alone see me again." I tell her bluntly.
"It wouldnt work. Im far to busy. So lets leave it at that"
TESS
"Tessss" She moans in distress, obviously she doesn’t want to take about it. She rolls her eyes, a sure sign that she is giving in. "Fine! Alex is....nice. But its never going to happen ok? He has a son. He's been through all that trauma and after what happened back there I doubt hes ever going talk to me let alone see me again. It wouldnt work. Im far to busy. So lets leave it at that"
I raise my hands in surrender. Okay, so maybe now was a little too soon to start pushing. I’ll let it rest. For now anyway. Or I’ll just tell Serena and let her do all the dirty work. That would be so much easier. “Okay, okay. Consider the subject closed. I won’t bring it up again today. Hell, I’ll even let you decided what we talk about from now on if it will make you happy."
"Tessss" She moans in distress, obviously she doesn’t want to take about it. She rolls her eyes, a sure sign that she is giving in. "Fine! Alex is....nice. But its never going to happen ok? He has a son. He's been through all that trauma and after what happened back there I doubt hes ever going talk to me let alone see me again. It wouldnt work. Im far to busy. So lets leave it at that"
I raise my hands in surrender. Okay, so maybe now was a little too soon to start pushing. I’ll let it rest. For now anyway. Or I’ll just tell Serena and let her do all the dirty work. That would be so much easier. “Okay, okay. Consider the subject closed. I won’t bring it up again today. Hell, I’ll even let you decided what we talk about from now on if it will make you happy."
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“Okay, okay. Consider the subject closed. I won’t bring it up again today. Hell, I’ll even let you decided what we talk about from now on if it will make you happy."
"NO!" I say quickly. "I've been doing that as it is!" I tell her quickly. "No no really, you can decide what we talk about it....just...theres nothing for me to talk about so....I guess you can do all the talking" I say.
I feel really stupid saying it, but its true. I don't have much to say. I mean...I dont know about the celebrity gossip, I don't know about Tess's life...hell I don't even know about my brother's or Serena's, or even my own!
“Okay, okay. Consider the subject closed. I won’t bring it up again today. Hell, I’ll even let you decided what we talk about from now on if it will make you happy."
"NO!" I say quickly. "I've been doing that as it is!" I tell her quickly. "No no really, you can decide what we talk about it....just...theres nothing for me to talk about so....I guess you can do all the talking" I say.
I feel really stupid saying it, but its true. I don't have much to say. I mean...I dont know about the celebrity gossip, I don't know about Tess's life...hell I don't even know about my brother's or Serena's, or even my own!
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Maria
"Why not? But, I'm not letting you pay for mine, Maria. Let's just enjoy a cup so you can get all your bearings." Michael says, being ever the gentleman. That seems to be his way. He's got to be pretty patient too, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to deal with my whole panic attack on the plane. Not to mention he's very good looking. Those are all good qualities in a guy.
God, what am I doing? I have a boyfriend, a very kind, loveable boyfriend who cares about me. And here I am thinking about the qualities I like in a guy I can't have. Stop thinking Deluca, just have this cup of coffee, say goodbye to Michael, and go home to Max. Not that hard.
"Is someone supposed to be picking you up? Or do you have a car in the lot?" Michael then asks, tearing me from my thoughts.
"What? Oh. Um, well I've got money for the taxi." I tell him, patting my carry on.
"But come one, let's get that coffee." I walk into the starbucks and get in line, making sure he is still behind me. Then I scope out the small place, and see that there are a few empty tables. Good.
"Why not? But, I'm not letting you pay for mine, Maria. Let's just enjoy a cup so you can get all your bearings." Michael says, being ever the gentleman. That seems to be his way. He's got to be pretty patient too, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to deal with my whole panic attack on the plane. Not to mention he's very good looking. Those are all good qualities in a guy.
God, what am I doing? I have a boyfriend, a very kind, loveable boyfriend who cares about me. And here I am thinking about the qualities I like in a guy I can't have. Stop thinking Deluca, just have this cup of coffee, say goodbye to Michael, and go home to Max. Not that hard.
"Is someone supposed to be picking you up? Or do you have a car in the lot?" Michael then asks, tearing me from my thoughts.
"What? Oh. Um, well I've got money for the taxi." I tell him, patting my carry on.
"But come one, let's get that coffee." I walk into the starbucks and get in line, making sure he is still behind me. Then I scope out the small place, and see that there are a few empty tables. Good.
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"Hmm, saying that to a lawyer. Sounds like you've got guts. Picking the brains of someone in the law profession can be a tough job." He grins and much to my dismay I find myself mirroring his expression. There's just something about this guy that makes me postively giddy. I could be that he's devastatingly handsome and I haven't gotten laid in two years. Nope, that's not it. There's a kindness in his smile ,and a gentleness in his touch that intrigues me.
“That’s all settled then.” Tess concludes looking at us. “But can we talk and walk people. I’m really hungry, I think I could eat a horse.” I had completely forgottent they were there, How awful of me! I was so wrapped up in all things that are Max that I lost track of what I am here for. To meet new people, make friends, and well get a life. I better be careful with this one. I don't want to lose my focus.
Tess starts rambling on about Isabel and Alex and I try to supress a laugh at Isabel's reaction. Hmmm maybe there is more to them than meets the eye. This should be interesting. Tess of course leads the way, “Okay, people. Let’s go. Max and Liz you can talk about whatever you’re talking about.” Uh Oh. They walk ahead of us leaving Max and I to converse amongst ourselves.
Max holds his arm in the sweetest fashion. Who ever said chivilary was dead? They evidently never met Max Evans. "So, Liz... let's see how much of this brain picking you can handle." He says with a chuckle and I link my arm with his as we walk behind the chattering girls.
"Well,I seem to be having the worse case of writers block." Wow, I haven't admittied that to anyone. Not my publisher or my agent. Not even to Tess or Maria ,but it just comes out so easily with him.
"In the project I am working on the main character's love interest is a fire fighter, but lack of chemisty between the two has kind of fizzled the storyline. I was thinking maybe she could fall for a lawyer."
"Hmm, saying that to a lawyer. Sounds like you've got guts. Picking the brains of someone in the law profession can be a tough job." He grins and much to my dismay I find myself mirroring his expression. There's just something about this guy that makes me postively giddy. I could be that he's devastatingly handsome and I haven't gotten laid in two years. Nope, that's not it. There's a kindness in his smile ,and a gentleness in his touch that intrigues me.
“That’s all settled then.” Tess concludes looking at us. “But can we talk and walk people. I’m really hungry, I think I could eat a horse.” I had completely forgottent they were there, How awful of me! I was so wrapped up in all things that are Max that I lost track of what I am here for. To meet new people, make friends, and well get a life. I better be careful with this one. I don't want to lose my focus.
Tess starts rambling on about Isabel and Alex and I try to supress a laugh at Isabel's reaction. Hmmm maybe there is more to them than meets the eye. This should be interesting. Tess of course leads the way, “Okay, people. Let’s go. Max and Liz you can talk about whatever you’re talking about.” Uh Oh. They walk ahead of us leaving Max and I to converse amongst ourselves.
Max holds his arm in the sweetest fashion. Who ever said chivilary was dead? They evidently never met Max Evans. "So, Liz... let's see how much of this brain picking you can handle." He says with a chuckle and I link my arm with his as we walk behind the chattering girls.
"Well,I seem to be having the worse case of writers block." Wow, I haven't admittied that to anyone. Not my publisher or my agent. Not even to Tess or Maria ,but it just comes out so easily with him.
"In the project I am working on the main character's love interest is a fire fighter, but lack of chemisty between the two has kind of fizzled the storyline. I was thinking maybe she could fall for a lawyer."
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"NO!" Isabel says quickly and forcefully. "I've been doing that as it is! No no really, you can decide what we talk about it....just...there’s nothing for me to talk about so....I guess you can do all the talking."
“Fine, okay.” I say, blowing a strand of hair out of my eyes. “There’s nothing I like better talking so its all good.”
There’s a moment of silence as Isabel looks at me expectedly. Normally, I would have a thousand different things to talk about but she has kinda put me on the spot and my mind has gone completely blank. Well, not completely blank. I can’t stop thinking about Prada and Jake.
Eating really does cut into some serious shopping time so normally, I just grab a sandwich between shops. Not that I’m going to get to do much or really any more shopping today. Maria made me promise to look after Liz and that‘s exactly what I‘m planning on doing.
“Did I tell you about the shoes that I bought this morning?” I ask, deciding that talking about shopping is the most enjoyable thing we could possibly do. “They are so perfect. Like little pieces of heaven for your feet. And they perfectly with my Donna Karen dress. I’m dying for a chance to wear them. Maybe we could talk Serena into having a formal night at the club for charity. Oh my God, that is such a good idea. What do you think?”
"NO!" Isabel says quickly and forcefully. "I've been doing that as it is! No no really, you can decide what we talk about it....just...there’s nothing for me to talk about so....I guess you can do all the talking."
“Fine, okay.” I say, blowing a strand of hair out of my eyes. “There’s nothing I like better talking so its all good.”
There’s a moment of silence as Isabel looks at me expectedly. Normally, I would have a thousand different things to talk about but she has kinda put me on the spot and my mind has gone completely blank. Well, not completely blank. I can’t stop thinking about Prada and Jake.
Eating really does cut into some serious shopping time so normally, I just grab a sandwich between shops. Not that I’m going to get to do much or really any more shopping today. Maria made me promise to look after Liz and that‘s exactly what I‘m planning on doing.
“Did I tell you about the shoes that I bought this morning?” I ask, deciding that talking about shopping is the most enjoyable thing we could possibly do. “They are so perfect. Like little pieces of heaven for your feet. And they perfectly with my Donna Karen dress. I’m dying for a chance to wear them. Maybe we could talk Serena into having a formal night at the club for charity. Oh my God, that is such a good idea. What do you think?”