"We will wait for you at the aiport and then we will cab it over to the hotel together." Skylar was waiting at the airport to catch her flight and was talking to Crissy on her cell. "See you around 10."
"Skeelo, hurry up they are announcing our flight" Kim Ann shouted, using her nick name for her friend.
"Honestly, do you have to use that nick name while we are in public?" Skylar laughed.
~~**~~
"Now when the ladies check in please remember to tell them that there was a mix up and that the people who are staying in the room they booked have graciosly allowed them to have the pent house at no extra charge." Kevin went over his plan with the manager of the hotel.
He couldn’t wait to see the look on the girls' faces.
~~**~~
"Oh my God it is so great to finally meet you!" Kim Ann and Skylar hugged Crissy and Sarah.
"Enough with the mushy stuff we have boys to turn into men," Kim Ann yelled with an evil grin.
"She is exactly the same as she is on the list," Sarah muttered, grining to Skylar.
"Unfortunatly YES!" Skylar laughed.
~~**~~
"So what you are telling us is that they gave us their pent house suite?" Kim Ann asked increduously. "Yes, now if you sign here I will release the security cards to you."
~~**~~
”This place is incredible," Skylar said, dropping her bags to the floor and walking around the suite.
"We have to tell the other hootchies," Sarah said as she booted up her laptop and started the email message.
”Hootchies,
We have arrived in PA and were greeted with an awesome surprise, no not Howie and the guys naked, though that wouldn’t have been bad.
There was a mix up at the hotel and we are writing this from the pent house of our hotel. Now if only we had better seats and Howie in bed with us, our weekend would be complete.”
~~**~~
"Oh my God!" Howie said blushing. "As if they write this about me!"
"Shut the hell up you know you love it," Nick said grinning. He had been pleased when one of the girls named Crissy had said that she wanted one night with him.
"We have to get these girls, we have to," AJ said laughing.
"Well they are staying in the same hotel, I say let's accidently run into them and see how they react." Brian replied.
"UH UH, we have to embarrass them, give them a taste of what they are in store for."
"What do you suggest?"
"Come here and I will tell you," the guys huddled and broke into laughter
~~**~~
"I dreamt of the man again last night, this time I was making snow angels and he appeared out of nowhere, wearing a red jacket and mittens and sunglasses. He smiled at me and held out his hand. He told me that the single angel looked lonesome and needed a friend and he fell in the snowbank and made one. He finished and looked up at me and said "from this day on this angel will never make the journey alone." Isn’t that romantic? I guess I am a hopeless romantic. I cry at sad movies, and I cry when I hear sad songs. I remember the day before Christmas I was listening to a choir sing outside my office and I got goose pimples and started to cry. The man who sang had the most cyrstal clear but haunting voice I have ever heard. He sang ‘Oh Holy Night’ and he sounded so lonesome. Isn’t it funny how songs can bring out some many deep rooted emotions in you?
I will be seeing the man in my dreams tonight and after all the conversations that we have had you would think I would be over the nervousness. At this moment I have butterflies, I am afraid that if I get close to him and feel his soft breath on my face that I will either run away and hide or tell him the words and thoughts that I have been admitting to you for months.
Why is it so easy to tell you my true feelings? Maybe because I am only typing words to you, maybe because you are not the object of my affection, or perhaps because we have never met I feel that my words will never be told to anyone. I don't know why but thank you for giving my words a place to land.
Yours till the sand drifts out to sea
~~**~~
"I think that you are afraid that if you see the man who you crave that if you say what you are feeling that those feelings will become real. Right now you can hide from your feelings, but once you are confronted with them there is no place to hide. I wish you luck and know that I am always hear if you need to talk.
Yours as always”
~~**~~
The girls were getting ready when there was a knock at their door. "Who is dressed?" Skylar shouted from the washroom.
"I guess I am the only one who is half decent," Kim Ann shouted as she she ran from the bedroom in a housecoat, with her hair up in a towel. They had ordered room service. She swung open the door and without looking pointed to the dining room and shouted over her shoulder, "Put it in there please" she was looking through her purse for a tip when she turned around, dropped her purse and screamed "OH MY GOD!!" She pulled her housecoat around her body and ripped the towel off of her head.
"Kymmi....are you ok..holy shit!!" Crissy stopped and stared, unaware that she was standing in the room with only a towel wrapped around her body.
"What is going on in..oh my God, what the, oh my God, Kevin what are you doing here?" Skylar asked.
"Well we wanted to make sure that the room was fine, we felt really bad about causing the mix up and we wanted to come up and apoligize. What are you doing here, I thought you were on a business trip?" Kevin grinned, watching with amusement as the red crept into Skylar's face.
"Well, I...I mean...well," Skylar stuttered.
"She was embarassed to say she was coming all this way to see you guys with her hootchie sisters," Kim Ann laughed, not taking her eyes off Howie.
"Her what??" AJ Asked
The girls groaned and turned red as they realised what Kim Ann had said. "Well since you started this, you can finish it" Sarah said to Kim Ann.
"Weellllllll we have a list, you know like email friends and the majoriy of us want you bad" Kim Ann looked at Howie who now matched her shade of red. "And so we call ourselves Howie Hootchies.....oh my God I cannot believe that I am admitting this."
"I cannot belive that you all want this scrawny thing" Nick replied, trying to figure out which one was Crissy.
Kim Ann pushed Crissy forward, "Well actually we are all not Howie Hootchies, this young lady is 100% certified grade A wants to ride the Nicky train, if you catch my drift, young fella," Kim Ann was laughing so hard she could hardly talk.
"KIM ANN, OH MY GOD I CANNOT EVEN BELIEVE!!" Crissy was holding her face in her hands and trying to hide her embarassment.
"Hey don't worry about, who could resist this body?" Nick laughed as he nudged Crissy.
"Your friend is crazy," Kevin whispered to Skylar.
"She is definately one in a million, I really have to get ready Kevin," Skylar turned and walked into the bathroom.
"Train, man we have to head back," AJ shouted as Kevin walked down the hall.
"Hold up one sec," Kevin shot back.
He tapped on the door "Can I come in?"
"I guess." Kevin sat down on the edge of the jacuzzi, "Skylar, why do you always run away from me, on the phone we have such good conversations and then in person you are scared of me. Skylar, look at me.” Kevin stood up and cupped her face in his hands. "Do you know that the moment I saw you I was intrigued by your smile, the way you tossed your hair. I have so much to say to you, can we meet after the show and talk?" Kevin's eyes were so sincere and Skyar thought for sure he could see right into her soul.
"Okay, what about my friends?"
"The hootchies, hell the guys will take very good are of them." Kevin kissed her cheek and gently brushed the curl that was in her eyes, to behind her ears.
After the guys left the girls ran into the bathroom "What the hell?"
"Oh my God..."
"Holy shit," They all stood looking at Skylar and waiting for an explanation.
"It is a long story, give me some time..now let's get ready for the show," Skylar reached down to to pick up her lipstick and saw an envelope sitting on the edge of the jacuzzi. She saw the beautiful slant and loops of the letters and she smiled. "Only Kevin could have that beautiful writing"
"I hope you will take these tickets and make your way to the front row. I would love nothing more than to look out into the massive crowd and see the face that has consumed my thoughts. Your face is what gives me peace and I long to sing to that beautiful face and see your beautiful eyes light up and come alive.
Yours
Kevin
"He writes as beautiful as he speaks," Skylar thougth to herself as she held the letter close to her chest.
"Hey hootchies, guess what Kevin left us?" Skylar braced herself for the
screams that were soon to follow her announcement.
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