Pt. 10

"I'm not sure you got it all, J." Great, the wicked witch of DC. Here I am, having the absolute best day of my life and Amy shows up. She couldn't have found out about Donna and me like God intended it…through the DC rumor mill? I mean really, here I am holding Donna's purse, which she's now fishing around in, and my ex-girlfriend shows up? Well, that settles it; I'm no longer in the mood to go to the car, if you know what I mean.

"Excuse me?"

"Whatever you were trying to lick off her face. I'm not sure you got it all." Lick off her face? Well now my mind is making a list of things I can lick off of Donna, which puts me back in the going to the car mood.

"Actually Amy, that was a kiss. Has it been a while?" Ouch. Good one Donna.

Amy looks over at her, with a plastic smile on her face. "Donna, I see you're having one of your occasional bad days."

I'm not sure what that's all about, but Donna doesn't miss a beat. "Actually, I'm having maybe the best day of my life, thanks." See, I like that, because I know she's talking about me.

"I see you finally figured out how to snag the prize. And it only took you, what, six years?"

Seven, but I'm not going to mention that. I do, however, like her description of me. "She's always had me Amy. I think we all know that." I look over at Donna, who's beaming up at me. Oh, yeah, I'm getting points for that. We need to get away from Amy so we can get to the car.

As for Amy, and I can almost see steam pouring from her ears, like in cartoons. She always knew that I was Donna's, she all but told me once. It was a few years ago at Dr. Bartlet's birthday party. There was an issue with Donna's citizenship and I left the party several times to try to fix it. Amy didn't seem to care, but later that night at my place she said if she had been the one kept out of the party, I wouldn't have gone to the trouble. I didn't answer her right away, and after a few seconds she got pissed and left. She was right, which is why I had chosen not to answer.

"So, you're just going to screw your secretary? How well do you think that's gonna go over?"

"I imagine it's going to be amazing, but it won't be screwing. That's what I did with you."

She snarls at me and turns to Donna. "Enjoy it while you can, Donna. As soon as you drop your helpless routine, he'll run. He always runs."

I'm just about to say something when I'm reminded that Donna doesn't need protected. She looks Amy straight in the eye and says, "Yes Amy, I know, I'm the one he runs to." Wow, that was sexy. If she were running semi-full capacity, I'd take her right here on the sidewalk.

Amy huffs and walks past us. "Goodbye Amy," Donna says in her sweetest voice. "It was nice seeing you." Evil. My girlfriend is cunning and evil. I must have her now.

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"Well, that was fun," I say casually as we watch her walk away. I look over at Josh, who's kind of looking at me like he's starving and I'm a burnt hamburger.

He leans over to my ear and says in a kind of husky voice, "That was the sexiest thing I've ever seen. I want you so bad right now." Between what he says, his hot breath on my neck, and his lips grazing my ear, my one good knee turns to Jell-O.

"We should get to the car then, we're losing time," I say with a small chuckle. I'm trying to act nonchalant, but he can probably hear my heart beating out of my chest. Man, do I wish I were running on full capacity. Or semi-full. Hell, at this point, I'd take approaching-semi-full. I need to bump up my physical therapy. I can just imagine the conversation; can we start doubling up on the therapy? I'm desperate to have sex with my boss. Yeah, that'd go over well.

It's only about a three-minute walk to the White House from Sequoia's, but it takes us longer because of my leg, damn car bomb. When we finally get to Josh's car, we only have about ten minutes. I feel somewhat…what word am I looking for…slutty, making out in the back seat of a car, but since it has tinted windows and Josh and I both live 20 minutes from the White House, it's gonna have to do. I know it can't be a regular thing, but it's our first day together, give us a break. Anyway, if you knew how well he kissed, you wouldn't be making fun of me.

We get to the car and into the back seat. We have to remain sitting, because I can't take his weight on my leg, but that's fine, because we can't seem to take the time to get into a lying down position anyway. Our bodies are like magnets to each other, and we're kissing before he has the door shut.

"Josh, you can't mess me up."

He reluctantly takes his mouth off my collarbone and looks up at me. "What?"

"My hair. Your hands are in my hair."

"Your hair is so soft," he says as he goes back to my neck. "I can't keep my hands out of it." He takes an earlobe in his mouth, which makes me sigh and groan a little. "It's like silk."

"Right." I don't remember why we're talking about my hair, but whatever. I turn my head so our lips meet, and immediately his tongue is in my mouth. It's not some frantic 16 year old how fast can I move around in there kiss. It's lazy and soft and warm and… oh shit I remember. I pull back after a few more seconds, because a few more seconds won't hurt, right? "Josh, you're messing up my hair."

He unbuttons one button on my shirt and starts kissing the newly exposed area. His hands, however, stay in my hair. Somehow, he manages to get out, "I have a comb in my glove compartment."

Good, cause he does this little massage thing to my scalp that feels really nice. "Perfect. You're brilliant."

"You put it there, you said my hair was wild," he says as he moves back up to my neck. He's right. He is somewhat obsessed with that part of my body. Of course, that's really the only part he's had access to so far.

"I'm brilliant, then."

"Yes you are."

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"You are brilliant," CJ announces when she walks in to her office and finds me sitting on her couch for my mandatory rest period.

"So I've been told. You heard?" See, when Josh and I had our little run in with Amy this afternoon, I reached into my purse, hit send on my cell, and left my purse unzipped. CJ was the last call I'd made, and as part of the sisterhood, I thought she'd want in on the conversation.

"Yes, I heard. I wasn't sure what it was at first, so I almost hung up, but then I heard you say her name, so Carol and I sat in here and listened to the whole conversation."

"Well, I knew you wouldn't want to miss it," I say smiling.

"I was so proud. I felt like a piano teacher listening to her prodigal student playing in Carnegie Hall."

"Really? I wasn't too easy on her?"

"You were swift and brilliant. You took the high road while she acted like an idiot. You kept your remarks to a minimum, but they were like bullets. And telling her it was nice to see her again after she lost the battle? It brought tears to my eyes."

I laugh. "Well, a lady must always be polite."

"Of course, then we heard Josh call you sexy and tell you he wanted you. And then you mentioned going to the car." My mouth gapes open and I stare at CJ, mortified. Please tell me she hung up before we got to the car. "Don't worry, we chose not to stay on the line any longer."

"Oh, thank God."

"But, how was the car? Did you get that punishment he promised you?"

"I did indeed."

"So, I should stay out of his backseat for a while."

"CJ! It was just kissing. There are no remnants." Hanging out with CJ is great. I never talk about sex or men, except to CJ. She's like that friend you had back in middle school, when you made lists of boys and talked about future husbands and had key chains that said "best friends" that were split in half. You remember those? I had one with Jenny Saum. CJ is my adult Jenny Saum.

We talk for a few more minutes, and then CJ goes back to work and I read over some more research I pulled on SAT scores in relation to students involved in school arts programs. We sit quietly working for about a half hour, when out of the blue, she says, "Did I mention the 'I'm the one he runs to' comment? That was my favorite."

"Really? She almost threw me when she called me helpless."

"That was just a cheap shot. She knows Josh hates helpless women. He's no knight in shining armor." I laugh at the thought of Josh, decked out in armor, riding up to save the girl and then whining about not being able to get off the horse or see out of the helmet.

"He saved me when I was helpless."

"That's because he was in love with you," CJ says, as if it answers all questions.

"I'm not talking about the accident. I'm talking about the day we met."

"So am I."

"Oh." See, I always worried that I was the obvious one. As it turns out, he was as obvious as I was. That's good to know.

"Anyway, you weren't helpless. You were a scared kid who was strong enough to chase after something new. He just gave you the chance."

"He's saved me other times." One time in specific that could have landed him in jail.

"You've saved him."

"Yeah," I ponder this for a second. "That's what we do, I guess."

"Really, I never noticed," she says sarcastically.

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"Hey beautiful," I say as I walk into CJ's office looking for Donna.

"Oh Josh, that was the sexiest thing I've ever heard. I want you so bad right now. Let's go to your car." Ok, you're thinking Donna just said that, but it was CJ, and she was mimicking the way I said the same thing to Donna earlier. I could die.

I look at my Judas of a girlfriend, horrified. "You told her?"

Donna and CJ both start laughing. "No, I didn't," Donna says. Then she softly adds, "She heard."

"What?" That was loud. That probably drew attention.

"I heard the whole conversation, Mr. 'I imagine it's going to be amazing.'" Oh great, more mimicking from CJ. This isn't happening.

"What? But…how?"

"Oh," says Donna like it's no big deal. "I called her when Amy showed up. Thought she'd enjoy it."

I turn to Donna so CJ can't see my face. "How much did she hear?" I quietly ask.

"Oh, don't worry Josh. Carol and I hung up after you propositioned Donna. We didn't hear the teenage necking in the car." Carol too?

I need to get the upper hand back. "Well, you missed the best part." Then I look back at Donna. "As for you, you're going to have to be punished again."

"What do you have in mind this time Josh?" CJ says. "Dinner at her favorite restaurant, a few dozen roses and then cuddling while watching 'Sleepless in Seattle?' I hear you're pretty tough with the punishments."

"Donna," I say in my best Screech from 'Saved By the Bell' voice. "You told her about the punishment?"

She puts on a level two pout. "Was that bad?"

Damn it, she brought out her weapon. Be strong Josh. Be strong. "You… but…I can't believe…ahh! We're not watching 'Sleepless in Seattle.' You can have the dinner and the roses, but we're watching a manly movie." CJ looks at Donna like she's some sort of goddess while Donna smiles coyly. I am so whipped.