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JC was sitting on the bed the next morning, chatting with his sister. He had been talking to her for the past hour. Sydney had been asleep, but she woke up and decided to take a shower. She gave him a quick kiss, before she closed the
bathroom door behind him.
He was telling Heather the whole story, from the first time he saw her on the balcony to last night. She was making him laugh a bit, because the romantic in her was coming out. She told him that any girl that could make Lonnie ski is
definitely worth it. He was in the middle of telling her what happened last night, when someone knocked on the door. “Yeah,” he said as he continued typing.
The door creaked open and Lance and Michele walked in. “How is she doing?” Michele asked.
JC looked up and smiled at her. “She’s okay,” he assured her. “She’s a tough one.”
JC gave her sister a quick goodbye and then closed his laptop, so he could give them his full attention. “How was she last night?” Lance asked as they both sat at the end of the bed.
JC shook his head. “You should have seen the bruises he left on her,” he said harshly. “He better thank his lucky stars he’s safe in a cell, or I’d come after him and kill him myself.”
“I know that must have been hard for you,” Lance said. “I’m glad you found her.”
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “I heard her screaming for me,” he said and then opened his eyes. He looked at the bathroom door. “Not physically, but I heard her in my mind, and it scared me.”
Michele’s heart went out to him when she saw him stare in his lap. “JC,” she said softly as she got up and sat next to him on the bed.
He looked up at her and revealed his watery eyes. “Michele, what if I hadn’t…”
“Don’t worry about what if,” she said and then took him in her arms. “You found her, C,” she said trying her best to comfort him. “Just like you said, you heard her. You two are soul mates, don’t you see?”
He sniffed as he rested his cheek on her comforting shoulder. “Yeah. I love her very much.”
“I know you do,” she said. “I know.”
He sniffed again and then pulled away and wiped his eyes. “Thanks, Michele.”
“What are friends for,” she said as she patted his hand before walking back over to Lance.
Lance put an arm around her. She was truly an amazing person, he thought when he watched her comfort his best friend. “We’ll leave you two alone,” Lance finally said. “I take it ya’ll aren’t going skiing today.”
He shook his head. “Probably not,” he said. “I…” He stopped talking when the bathroom door swung open and Sydney walked out. She was still in the Redskins jersey and it came down to her mid-thigh. Her hair was wet and it was brushed
out of her face that still glowed from the shower.
“Hey Syd,” Michele said as she walked over and hugged her friend. “Are you doing okay?”
She nodded. “Yes, I’m fine,” she assured her. “I’m a little sore, but other than that I’m good.”
“Brad better pray he never comes face to face with me,” she said as she leaned back. “Or else I’d rip his eyes out.”
“Not if I beat you to it,” she said softly. “I did knee him in the balls, though.”
Lance and JC both winced as they closed their legs together. “I hope I never make you mad, Syd,” JC said.
She laughed. “For your sake I hope not too.”
The girls giggled when the guys winced again. Lance and Michele said a quick goodbye, and then left the two alone. “They couldn’t be more perfect, could they?” Michele asked as the walked back to their rooms.
Lance grabbed her hand as they walked through the door. “No they couldn’t,” he said and then closed the door behind her and pressed her against the door.
“Lance,” she laughed in surprise. “What are you…”
He muffled his words when he crushed his lips against hers. He turned his head to the side and dove his tongue in her mouth as he pressed her harder against the door. He didn’t know what came over him; he just had this urge to kiss her.
Maybe it was because of what happened last night and he was scared. He was scared, because it could have easily been Michele. Or maybe it was the fact that he was leaving her tomorrow and he didn’t want to. He didn’t know why he was kissing her, but then again did he have to have a reason.
She moaned as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled her closer to him. Desperate to get close to him, she traveled her legs up his body until they were locked around his waist. He tore his lips away, only to run tiny kisses along her jaw and then down her neck. “Something tells me it will be
awhile till we go shopping.”
“Yep,” he said and then his lips found hers once more. Lance pushed her up higher as he continued to kiss her and carried her to the bed. They tumbled together on the bed and the rolled over until they were tangled in the sheets and Michele was sprawled on top of him.
He finally pulled back and they both breathed heavily as they looked at each other. Michele felt his warm breath fanning her lips and she closed her eyes when she felt his fingers brush through her hair. “I’m going to miss you like crazy,” he finally said in that deep voice of his.
“Don’t say that in the voice,” she finally said as she let out a shaky sigh. “You know what that voice does to me.”
“Michele,” he said huskily and waited for her to open her eyes. “I want to see you again.”
She smiled and then leaned down and kissed him softly. “Name the time and place and I’m there.”