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Well, I pull out all the stops for Lindsay. Listen, I really like Lindsay, but I probably would have just thrown the towel in by now and given up on this thing. But it's either months to years stuck in the shittiest contract which won't allow me to do any other project, even though I only have four lines an episode, or stick it out with Lindsay two and a half more months and know that my character will be gone.
I call her up and apologize as sincerely as I can. She doesn't seem fully convinced, which I assumed, so I resort to something I've been avoiding for a while. Lindsay has been pestering me for weeks to have a picnic in a park. Not only does the idea sound so lame and boring, but I know I'll be photographed and then I'll have to talk about my relationship on every talk show and they'll ask if I'm always so romantic and planning things like picnics and walks on the beach. Honestly, it will be such a bother. My career is enough of a joke, I don't want my reputation to be one I know I have to use something big, she knows I've never been on board with the picnic idea, so using the picnic as a peace offering will definitely catch her attention. And it does, the second I say it, she starts going on and on about what a great idea it is.
The next weekend, Lindsay and I have our picnic. She brings a legit basket of food and an actual red and white checkered blanket — god, I could throw up. We find a place and start laying out all the food and making our plates. Well, before we know it a bunch of people start recognizing me and asking me for pictures. After being interrupted too many times, Lindsay finally puts her food down and looks over at me.
"Maybe... this isn't the best idea," she begrudgingly states.
Ya think!
"Mm, well we could walk around some of the shops?" I offer and she seems content with this idea. So, we thankfully clean everything up and start strolling about the streets. I offer to buy her something special, but she declines. At one point, we pass a shop window and Lindsay stops, spotting a necklace in the window.
"Oh that is so pretty," she marvels.
"You want it?" I ask.
"No, no, I'm just admiring. That's my birthstone you know?"
"It's really nice, why don't you let me buy it for you?"
"Matt, no lets just keep walking," she says.
I roll my eyes because now I know I have to come back another day and surprise her with the necklace. It would be so much easier if I could just buy it for her now — ugg whatever.
I'm able to make it back to town on Wednesday to get the necklace. We've been on pretty good terms so far this week, but I can tell by the lack of sex we're having, that she still wants me to do more. I tell Lindsay I want to take her out to dinner Thursday. She's very pleased that about these dinner reservations.
We get to the restaurant on Thursday around seven. We order from our waiter and I also order us her favorite wine. When the waiter leaves I get out the necklace.
"I got you something Lindsay," I tell her and present the box laced with a bow, that the store wrapped for me.
"Matt, you didn't have to get me anything," she, of course, replies with. But I hand her the box and she takes it with a smile. She opens it and gasps a little. She quietly stares down at the necklace as if she is so shocked I would ever pick this out.
"Oh my god, you went back and got this?"
She joyously puts it on.
"I love it," she whispers, admiring it on her neck now.
"Lindsay," I say and she looks up at me.
"You're the best thing that has happened to me in a long time, I just want to give you everything you want," I charm her and I'm sure it works. She's looking at me speechless, shocked I would say such genuine things, even though I'm not being completely sincere.
"And you're a thousand times more beautiful than that necklace," I add with a smooth voice and I see her melt a little. Her eyes stay locked with mine and I watch her press her lips together, trying to hold back her overwhelming smile. Her fingers are still touching her new necklace.
"Come to the bathroom with me," she suddenly states. My eyebrows rise, I don't want to jump to assumptions with her.
"What?" Is all I can say.
"Come to the bathroom with me...now," she demands and I don't ask anymore questions.I get up and follow her as she starts walking towards the restrooms.
She pulls me into the men's bathroom and I can't believe this is finally happening. Man, I would have waited until tonight, but this is more than okay with me.
She shoves me into a stall and I swear her aggressive behavior is turning me on too much. She stops a moment to look at me while she runs her hands up the back of my hair. I wait for her to make the move, refusing to say anything to avoid messing this up in any way. She finally pounces and attacks my lips, sucking and biting them as if she's been deprived for too long. I wrap my arms around her waist and pick her up. She wraps her legs around me and her arms around my neck as I push her against the other side of the stall, still tasting her lips. I keep one arm wrapped around her and use the other hand and grab onto the top of the stall wall. I travel to her neck and start enticing sharp breaths out of her.
She unwraps her legs and gets down from my waist so I let go of the wall and pull her to me and move to her breasts and kiss all the exposed skin. As I'm doing this, my hands travel down her legs and find the ends of her tight dress. I begin sliding her dress up. She doesn't stop me so I shove the stiff fabric all the way above her hips. I take a break from her breasts and lock eyes with her as I slip my hand inside her thin lace underwear. She starts breathing heavily and grabs onto my suit jacket. She lets out a few soft moans from my actions and I start kissing her lips gently. I finally pull my hand back up and keep kissing her.
We suddenly both hear a sound and freeze to listen and see if someone has walked into the restroom. It's silent.
I stay still when Lindsay decides to get back to business and I guess speed things up as she grabs my belt and speedily unbuckles it. She yanks me closer to her by my waistband and then begins undoing my pants. She then goes to slide her underwear down as I fish a condom out of my pocket.
She wraps her arms around me and and grab her legs to lift her and press her against the wall again. I position her on top of me and then try to reposition, wrapping one arm around her and holding onto the top of the stall again to get some balance. I push up into her and start at a steady pace. Her hands start grabbing at my hair and jacket again. I start picking up the speed and hear her breathing become rigid again. I thrust into her and she moans, letting her forehead rest against mine.
I let go of the wall and wrap my other arm around her now. I lean in to kiss her, she kisses me back. Then I bring both my hands under her thighs again to hold her up. I press her against the wall so she still stays up. She grabs onto me tighter and I start thrusting into her hard. Now her moans are constant as I keep thrusting harder and faster. She comes in a few minutes. I keep thrusting until I come a minute later and bury my face into her shoulder as I release my load inside her.
I bend down and let her slide off me and then we both start redressing ourselves as we try to calm our breathing down. After we've given ourselves a minute or so to calm down, Lindsay puts her hands to my face and kisses me slowly.
"Hope our food's not cold," she quips and I grin widely at her as she calmly exits the stall.
This totally made everything worth it.
I follow her back to the table and have a huge appetite now.
The next day at work I'm beaming yet again.
I go looking for Sean to brag to him and I can't find him, but it ends up he's in my dressing room waiting for me.
"Oh I was looking for you!" I say when I return to my dressing room and find him.
"Me too," he says. "Go ahead."
"I finally fixed things with Lindsay."
"Again," he jokes about how any times I've had to fix things with Lindsay already.
"Yeah I know we've had a few rough times and I had to work all week going out of my way to get her to forgive me, but it was the best pay off ever. She fucked me in a bathroom!"
He instantly scrunches his face up in disgust.
"It was amazing, she just pulled me into the bathroom, all her idea" I marvel, thinking about it again.
"Alright, well, that's disturbing, but I'm glad things are finally good again."
"Yeah, so what's up?" I ask him, thinking he needs to give me a quick change to the script or something.
"Well, your wish came true," he says.
"What wish?"
"Pucks is cancelled."
"Wait are you serious!" I literally get giddy. "This better not be a sick joke," I warn him.
"No I'm serious," he shakes his head. "We have to film maybe two more episodes, but no one is gonna see them and then we're all out of the contract," he tells me.
"Oh my god, yes! This is too amazing!"
"Yeah so I guess you're off the hook then with Lindsay I mean, now you don't have to stay with her six months, you're character's gone anyway," he says.
And just as I'm debating how I really feel about Lindsay we hear a shrill yell from the hallway.
We both jump and look towards the door.
Lindsay appears in the doorway and I swear my heart stops, my stomach drops, my face turns white, I'm completely frozen.
"You what?" She grinds from behind her teeth. "You...you made a bet, dating me was just a bet?"
Oh shit I've never seen her so angry, there's no silent treatment or anything, she just going right for me.
"Uhm," squeals out of me.
"I can't believe this! I put up with you so many times Matt and every time you did something stupid and immature I forgave you! And now this was for nothing? You know what, you are a lousy, immature, conceited prick! Fuck you!" She screams and then storms out.
Sean and I are left shell-shocked.
I finally turn to him and he looks terrified.
"I'm so sorry Matt..." Sean starts.
I run my hand through my hair and shake my head.
"I can't believe... this shitty show is done, thank god!" I raise my arms, thanking the heavens.
Sean looks at me wide eyed.
"Um hello? Did you even just realize what happened with Lindsay?"
I shrug.
His arms flail in shock at me.
"Yeah I mean it was good while it lasted, but I'm over it I have to call my agent!" I exclaim.
I hurry and dial his number.
I'm ready for an actual comeback.
The End.