Sam had noticed Carly was looking very nervous, and asked her what was wrong. Carly handed her a menu and pointed out the back page.
Sam saw it was a narrative history of Sam's Bar and Grill and Carly's Restaurant.
"Sam, I'm not sure this was such a good idea… one of us… well, one of us…" Carly began to say.
At that moment, the waiter returned with their drinks.
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Day 3: Dinner?
Carly stopped talking as the waiter left their drinks. She watched him walk away, then leaned over the table and spoke quietly:
"What I was going to say is one of us is going to be with him, I think. What about the other?"
Sam looked at Carly like she had grown another head.
"Are you just thinking about that, Shay? Of course, that could happen. Or neither of us for that matter: What were you thinking?" Sam retorted.
"Well, I don't know… I just thought…" Carly was interrupted by the waiter again, this time with their food. When he left, she looked over at Sam and sighed.
"I guess I didn't think all this out…" Carly nearly whispered.
"I can see that…" Sam mumbled around a mouthful of her sandwich. "Besides, what makes you think he would be interested in either of us now? We both pretty much screwed that up when we dumped him." Sam continued.
Neither said another word during the rest of their lunch.
After lunch Mr. Olevera showed them both to their 'rooms'. They shared an entire floor of the hotel. Carly's on one side of the hallway, Sam's on the other. The accommodations were immense and tastefully decorated. Sam asked Mr. Olevera if they had ever actually used these rooms for hotel guests. Mr. Olevera assured both of them that the rooms were indeed in use until that morning, when Mr. Benson had called.
Sam nodded… "So how much do these go for a night?" She asked.
Mr. Olevera seemed distracted by his phone, and then looked up "Hmm? Oh, this room? It's twenty two a day…" He answered before looking back down at his phone.
"Wow, twenty two hundred bucks a night… nice…" Sam said.
"Ladies, I'm sorry, but there is something I have to take care of downstairs. If you need anything, either call me directly or just pick up the phone. Room service will accommodate your every whim…" He turned to leave.
"And by the way Miss…" He said to Sam "That's twenty two thousand a night." Mr. Olevera smiled, and quietly closed the door behind him.
Sam and Carly looked at each other, and then at the closed door.
Carly looked around nervously: "Well, I guess I'll go get some rest if we're going to dinner with Freddie tonight." She said.
Sam looked at her, and nodded her head.
Carly turned and left, Sam could hear Carly's door close a moment later. Sam looked around and flopped down on a couch. She immediately began making plans for this 'dinner'.
Carly explored her rooms for a bit, and then picked up the room phone…
At about four that afternoon, both Carly and Sam's new cell phones rang, in their own rooms. Neither of the young women had left their rooms since acquiring them, just after lunch.
They both answered, Freddie had them on a conference call. They could all three speak with each other. Freddie started the conversation with 'Where would you two like to join me for dinner?' It went downhill from there… Sam insisted they eat in her rooms, Carly was just the opposite: She insisted they eat in her rooms. Freddie listened to them both talk at the same time, arguing over whose room to eat dinner, before offering up:
"Look, I'll just come up there and we can work it out then, okay? I'll see you two in about an hour and a half."
With that, he hung up.
At about five fifteen, both of the front doors opened just a crack, just enough to see through. Neither Sam nor Carly could see the others door; they didn't know they each had done the same thing.
About ten minutes later, the elevator doors at the end of the hall opened. Freddie stepped out and walked down the hallway toward the two opposing doors. Suddenly Sam's door opens, and she invites Freddie in. A mere second later, Carly's door opens and she does the same.
Then the girls noticed…
"You! You hussy! Look at how you're dressed!" Carly shrieked.
"Me? Look at you and your 'come fuck me' lingerie!" Sam snarled back.
Sam was dressed in loose fitting men's boxers rolled 'way' down, and a wife beater 'T'. The 'T' had been torn away far above the midriff. It was very obvious she wore no bra. Carly was dressed in a barely there, nearly see through, Long Chiffon Robe over a Charmeuse Gown that was even more sheer than the robe.
Freddie was stunned.
Sam stepped out into the hallway and grabbed his hand and pulled him toward her door. About the time Sam nearly had him pulled into her rooms, Carly ran out and grabbed his other hand and yanked him back toward her door…
"Leave off Shay! He's mine!" Sam yelled while pulling him back to her.
"Let him GO! I knew him first!" Carly yelled back pulling him to her.
"I kissed him FIRST!" Sam yelled back, pulling him back to her.
"I kissed him better!" Carly yelled yanking him back.
"I dated him first!" Sam growled pulling Freddie again.
"No you didn't, I did!" Carly shrieked nearly pulling Freddie over.
"I took his virginity!" Sam howled back nearly dislocating Freddie's shoulder.
"So! I love him!" Carly yelled pulling him back to her.
"I love him MORE!" Sam yelled louder pulling Freddie back again.
With the last pull, Carly lost her grip and Freddie slammed into the wall next to Sam's door. He slid down the wall, and sat on the floor, dazed. Carly and Sam both stood over him, hands on their hips arguing who had done what with him first.
Finally, Carly stopped…
"Listen to us…" She said quietly.
"Yeah, this just isn't going to work." Sam replied.
Carly sat down on the floor across from Freddie, Sam sat down as well, forming a triangle in the hallway.
They all three looked at each other, sheepishly.
"You know something… this is the very reason I never sent someone to find you two. I mean I couldn't make up my mind which of you I loved more way back when. I still can't… Look at you two, fighting…" Freddie said shaking his head.
"Yeah, that was bad… I'm sorry" Carly said.
"Me too…" Sam said.
"Yeah… You know, even to this day I'd marry either one of you in a heartbeat…" Freddie said.
"Well, that isn't looking very good at the moment… You can't marry us both." Carly said.
Freddie nodded.
"Well… not at the same time!" Sam said smiling.
Carly and Freddie both looked up at Sam and said simultaneously:
"Huh?"
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