Chapter Eight
"It's just... I don't get it." Tommy looked back at Bobby as he made his way to the spot next to me.
"What don't you get, Tommy?"
"The title, "Walk Like a Man"."
"So?"
"As opposed to what, a woman?"
I held in my laughter as Frankie rolled his eyes. We looked at each other and I smiled softly. Ever since he saw me like that a couple of months ago, well... Let's just say we're getting over the awkwardness now.
"No, it's for boys, Tommy. Teenage boys. We're telling them to act like men."
"Instead of like girls."
"Yeah, instead of like—No! Instead of like boys. Come on. Why're you doing this?"
At this, I kind of bark laughed like whenever I do when I watch Mork and Mindy. Tommy and the guys stared at me.
"You goin' crazy now?" Tommy raised his eyebrows. I just kept laughing, leaning on Bobby to catch my breath. He put his arm around me to keep me from falling down. Frankie and Nick looked at each other, trying not to laugh as well, but that all soon died down very quickly when Crewe interjected.
"Hey, hey, hey! Miss Congeniality." He looked at Tommy. "It's a metaphor. It's an anthem for every guy who's ever been twisted around a girl's little finger. If I'm explaining that to you, we're in trouble. Now knock off the bullshit and sing the song! Roll the tape, Phil." He put his hands on each side of his face and sighed to calm down. Bobby smirked, trying not to laugh. ""Walk Like a Man". Take one."
We all began slamming our feet down on the board, my high heel making one of the loudest noises (at this point I've pretty much mastered heels). Bobby pointed at the band and they began playing. Frankie began singing, his beautiful voice going over all of ours.
"Walk like a man." We sang.
"Oh how you tried," Frankie started.
"To cut me down to size
Telling dirty lies to my friends
But my own father
Said give her up, don't bother
The world isn't coming to an end."
"He said," Nicky sang.
"Walk like a man
Talk like a man
Walk like a man my son
No woman's worth
Crawling on the earth."
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When Tommy's Christmas party rolled around, I was probably one of the last ones there.
"Aha, she's here!" Tommy hurried over to me and dragged me into another room. "Here. Put this on."
"Wha—?"
"Remember? The Christmas present for Bobby?"
"Oh, right." I nodded.
"Now he's already here. I got one of the girls to help with your make up and such, and then we're gonna put you in a robe and lead you to the room he's in, okay?"
"Yeah." I nodded, opening the box. Tommy started to leave but snapped his fingers once, turning around.
"Oh, and Tyler?"
I looked over at him. "What?"
"Don't forget to say "I'm your Christmas present"." He smiled and shut the door. It reopened not too long after and a beautiful woman wearing a white dress walked in. She shut the door and walked over to me, her make up bag in her hand. I smiled softly, getting dressed in the lingerie (which was like the one Mary let me wear that one time, except it was a deep, sexy red). The woman smiled back and took out her make up, deciding on what to use. When I finished she automatically started brushing my hair and styling it a little, almost like hers (straight and then swoop). After that, she began to put the make up on me (sparkly red eye shadow, mascara, light eyeliner, and red lipstick). She grinned.
"Perfect. Here." She handed me a robe. "Put this on." I did as told. "Let's go." She nodded and walked out. "Hey, Tommy. Ya gal's ready."
Tommy smiled and made his way over to me. "Let's surprise Gaudio, now, shall we?"
"I'm up for it." I smiled and we walked towards the room where Bobby was. Tommy opened the door, and Bobby sat there, watching the TV.
"I bring the boy to the party. Now I bring the party to the boy."
Bobby smiled. "Hey, Tyler."
"Hey." I smiled back.
"Enjoy yourselves." And with that, Tommy started to leave.
"We will." I nodded, and Tommy shut the door.
"So when did you get here?" Bobby messed with his hands a little.
"Not too long ago." I made my way over to the lamp and shut it off. At this, I saw him raise an eyebrow. When I turned off the TV, the other eyebrow shot up. I took in a deep breath and took off my robe. At this, Bobby's big brown eyes just got a little bigger.
"Uh—"
"It's okay." I smiled and straddled him. "I'm your Christmas present." I started kissing his neck and knew I hit his soft spot right away when I felt him tense slightly.
"I think I like this Christmas present."
"Good." I leaned up, stroked his cheek, and then kissed him deeply.
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We did two rounds that night, and by the time morning had come, the room was an absolute mess. Pillows and covers were everywhere. I even think the top of my lingerie was on the TV.
Bobby rolled us around to where he was on top again and kissed me hard. I ran my fingers through his hair and we rolled once more, me being on top this time. I giggled quietly and pulled away.
"I think it's time we get dressed, don't you?"
"No."
I kissed him again and then got up. "Well, we should at least let them know we're alive." I joked.
"Oh they know. I don't think the headboard could've banged any louder against the wall."
I shook my head and put on my robe. "Here, goofball." I threw one at him, and he caught it, smiling. "Put it on."
Bobby stood, doing as told, and then grabbed a cigarette out of a pack, lighting it. I took out one of my own, doing the same. Right then, the door opened and there stood Nicky, Tommy, and a crowd of people who started laughing and cheering.
"Yes!" Tommy praised. "Well done! Well done!"
"Alright! Congratulations!" said one girl. Bobby took a drag off his cigarette and put an arm around me.
"You were right." He said. "It is more fun with another person."
I laughed a little and kissed his cheek.
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Not too long after, Tommy sat on the phone with Frankie, trying to get him to come over.
"Frankie. Come on. Come here. We're still going. Jump in your car. You'll be here in like 10 minutes. I got a present for you." He paused. "You don't even understand, Frankie. You are missing all the fun." He soon hung up. "Fine, if he doesn't want his present, I'll take it. C'mon, sweetcheeks." He led this girl into the other room. Nicky was passed out in the chair, a girl next to him. With that, and yes we were dressed, Bobby and I walked out, our hair still a mess.
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"Walk like a man." We sang. We were performing at a theater and the guys all wore the same matching grey suits with black trimming, white shirts, black bowties and black dress shoes. My dress was grey with black trimming to match the suits and black heels.
"Like a
Man."
The music stopped and the audience went nuts. Behind us was a lit up sign that read "Frankie Valli and the 4 Seasons".
I liked it.
