| "DAMMIT!!" Emma half-yelled, half-giggled at the group of musicians sitting around the table with her. "I swear to GOD you're fucking cheating...BOB..." she rolled her eyes and threw her cards down on the table. The group laughed as she stood up, grabbed a beer from the cooler and knocked it back, drinking half of it before slamming the bottle on the table, almost breaking it. "Easy girl.." the man in the goofy hat told her. "Wanna play another hand?' he asked. "Shit no..I'll be broke by the end of the night ya dam cheater.." she giggled. "Isn't Miss Priss satisfied yet? This is bullshit. I have a date.." she grumbled. "Oooh she has a daaaatee.." one of the band memebers teased. "Well I do, shithead. He's coming in from New York tonight." she said. "Oh HELL!! What time is it?" she asked. "Almost seven, why?" he answered. "Son of a FUCKING PRIMADONNA BITCH!!" she roared and grabbed her cell phone from her bag, and dialed quickly, stepping away from the table, leaving the group at the table speechless. "Hello?" Zac's voice was soothing to her as it came to her through the phone. "Hi baby." she sighed into the phone. "Hey, Em. What's wrong babydoll?" he asked. "Where are you?" she asked. "On my way to your apartment, why?" he asked. "'Cause I'm not there, that's why. We haven't finished shooting yet. The stupid fucking primadonna lead dancer is having a damn tizzy and Jack and the director are busy kissing her ass while I'm losing my life savings playing poker with the band to kill time.." she said in almost one breath. "Damn.." he grunted. "I just got in, Em.." Her heart twisted he sounded so disappointed. "I know." she sighed, then looked at the band she was dancing for and grinned. "Hey come to the studio, you can lose your shirt to these cheaters and drink a beer with me, you don't MIND do you Bob?' she yelled. "Does he suck at poker?" Bob yelled back. "Almost as bad as I do.." she giggled. "Tell him to come on, then. More cash in my pocket, babe." he yelled back and Zac had to chuckle. "There's beer on the set?" he asked. "Well DUH! Zac. It's a Kid Rock video.." she laughed. "I see...you sure you want me to come hang out?" he asked. "YES! I missed you. And besides, BOB.." she grinned over at him, "is not as big an ASSHOLE as he makes himself out to be on TV." she said to Zac as Kid chuckled and dealt another hand. "You in or out sweetpants?" he hollered. "Deal me in, bud. May as well lose my damn paycheck to you now.." she laughed. "Are you coming over Zac?" she asked quickly. "I think I better, you're calling him by his real name and he's calling you sweetpants? I might have something to worry about.." he chuckled. "No way you sexy hunk of drummer...my sweetpants only belong to you.." she giggled, she was getting tipsy. "Zac's in Bobby boy.." Emma yelled, "handle it will ya?" she asked. "See you soon, baby. Lot # five okay? You shouldn't have a problem." she said to Zac. "Okay babydoll, turning around right now." she could picture him smiling as he talked to her. "Zac?" she asked. "Yeah Em?" he answered. "I love you." she told him. "I love you too, babydoll. See you soon." he said. "HEY STOP WITH THE PHONE SEX AND COME LOSE YOUR MONEY GIRLFRIEND!! " Bob yelled, making her laugh. "I'd rather be doing the real thing with you, you know that right?" she asked Zac. "Yeah, me too." he sighed. "Hurry baby, before I lose my apartment too.." she giggled. "Kay. I'm about 15 miutes away." he said. "Love you, drummerman." she answered. "Love you, Em. I can't wait to see you." Zac didn't have any trouble getting into the studio, and he alomst choked on his laughter when he saw Emma. She was the only female at the table and she had the back of her chair against the table, straddling it, resting her forearms on the back to look at her cards. They were finishing the hand as he walked toward her and he laughed again when she threw her cards down and swore loudly. "BOB YOU HAVE TO BE HIDING THE FUCKING CARDS!!" she yelled and then burst out laughing. "Or I reallyreally need to go back and take another math class...shit!" she threw her cards on the table and then Zac noticed her knock back a shot, then chase it with beer. "Damn.." he groaned, "not whiskey." He strode casually over to the table she was sitting at. "Hey Em.." he grinned at the look of shock on her face. "ZAC!! You're here already? Damn baby that was fast.." she jumped out of her vhair and straight onto him, kissing him with everything she had. "I missed you.." she breathed as the group at the table sat dumbfounded. They'd all been flirting with her all afternoon and no one even got a handshake out of her, though she was friendly to them, like one of the guys. Only dressed in almost nothing. "Hi..." he smiled down at her and tucked her curls behind her ears. "Hi.. " she smiled. "Oh hey...you must be exhausted baby..want a beer?" she asked and he looked over at the man known as Kid Rock. "It's cool man..if you're old enough.." he grinned at Zac. If he could get that response out of this ex-stripper he must not be such a kid after all. "Dammit Bob, don't start being an ass now and making me look like a liar.." Emma giggled and chased another shot with a beer, then handed Zac a beer. "May as well get comfy.." she said and nodded in the direction of the office off to the side. "They'll be there all fucking night.." Emma grouched. Zac waited for Emma, to sit then pulled a chair up next to hers. They played a few more hands and Emma swore loudly. "That's it. You cheated me out of my contract money, you bastard." she laughed as Bob leaned back in his chair, grinning. "Do that number to my song that you did at Danny;s last time we were there and we'll call it even.." he said. "What the FUCK are you talking about you goober?" Emma exclaimed. "I never ONCE saw your goofy ass in there.." she told him defiantly. "Oh. So the two pints I bought you wiped your memory out? No lap dance either.." eh said and looked pointedly at Zac. "I wouldn't know, man. That's not where I met her." Zac said and downed half his beer, then drank the shot Emma poured for herself. "NO WAY MAN!" Kid sat up in his chair. "You never saw her..?" he asked incredulous. "No." Zac said flatly and downed Emma's next shot. "Shit.." Emma muttered and swigged off the bottle. "Knock it off, Bob.." she said. "I hated that job and if you bought me two pints that's why I don't remember seeing you in that dump." she said and took another hit off the bottle. "Aww Emma.." Kid teased, "You gotta give the man a dance...look at him.." he teased. "Dammit Bob.." she groaned. "Why not, Em?" Zac said sarcastically. "Even Tay has seen what I haven't.." he downed half a beer. Emma sighed loudly. "You won't like this, Zac.." she said softly. "I wanna SEE.." he said insistently, seething that every man in this room had watched her dance, except him. "You asked for it, drummerman.." she said and stood up. "Move the fucking cards and hit that playback.." she ordered to anyone who would obey, then grabbed the whiskey bottle. "Anybody but Zac touches me and you'll find a broken bottle shoved up your ass...you know the rules.." she snapped and took two long pulls, then jumped up on the table. She was wearing low cut leather pants, black boots and a very skimpy halter top, her costume for the video. |