Chapter 53: Drunks

June 2015, Friday part 5

"TJ" Spinelli opened her eyes abruptly to see Steve, pulling TJ away from her by the arm, she thought she caught a brief flash of irritation in TJ's eyes before Steve continued "Sorry to interrupt, but I just felt I should let you know. Tamsin has been outside. She's exceptionally drunk, she's been trying to get in, she's been shouting off, and generally trying to cause trouble"

"Great" sighed TJ, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Tamsin?" asked Spinelli, trying not to think about what might just have happened, would they have kissed? It was like that day, back in sixth grade, all over again. Twelve years on, and the same damn thing happened again!

"My not-so-lovely ex-personal assistant. The once I was telling you about the night we met. She really is nothing but trouble" explained TJ, Spinelli could see the tension in his shoulders "Is she still out there?"

"I'm sorry to tell you that she is. Security are trying to deal with her, but she's proving to be a handful" replied Steve, the subject clearly making him uncomfortable.

"No kidding. Sorry Spinelli, I've got to go out and get rid of her. You can stay in here and relax if you prefer"

"Screw that" replied Spinelli, quickly flowing TJ.

Before they'd even reached the lobby, they could hear the commotion. As Spinelli followed TJ through the double doors, she spotted Tamsin instantly. Just like TJ's other assistants, Tamsin was tall, slim, and blonde. Spinelli couldn't help but wonder if TJ had a type, certainly all his female employees certainly seem to hit certain criteria. It was clear than normally Tamsin was a very attractive woman, not that this could be said at the moment. Her make-up was smudged, and smeared, and she had one of her false eye lashes hanging off. The young drunken woman, who was probably normally vary graceful, looked clumsy, and uncoordinated on her extra-long limbs. She remained Spinelli of Bambi, when he first learned to walk.

"Mr Detweilwer! Sir!" she cried out, wiping her mouth as she stumbled toward him, her lipstick smearing across her face "I love you, I miss you, please, please-" her words were stopped, as the door man attempted to pull her back.

"Go home Tamsin. You've been fired, if you continue this, I'll be forced to take further legal action" replied TJ calmly.

"You wouldn't do that" slurred Tamsin, before turning and pushing the door man away, her face lighting up as she seemed to consider a new tactic "Get off of me! I'm pregnant!" she began to sob, stumbling out of the doorman's grip, toward TJ "I'm pregnant, and it's yours, I'm carrying your baby! And who the hell is that bitch? WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?" screamed Tamsin hysterically as she spotted Spinelli "Mr Detweiler loves me, he told me so! YOU ARE NOTHING TO HIM, YOU HEAR ME?! NOTHING!"

Spinelli looked at Tamsin, as she started to make a move toward her tripping and falling heavily on the floor. Bypassing TJ, Spinelli crouched down in front of Tamsin, who remained sprawled on the floor, trying to get herself up again.

"It's like seeing a tortoise on its back" muttered TJ under his breath.

"It's none of your business whatsoever who I am" said Spinelli quietly, looking the dishevelled blonde in the eye "You claim that you're pregnant? That Mr Detweiler is the father? Then why don't you call him by his first name. We will just ignore the fact that you've knowingly got steaming drunk when you're making said claims."

"I know his full name. It's Theodore Jasper Detweiler"

"So what do his friends call him?"

"Theodore. No, no, they call him Theo! No, um…"

"Never mind. If you've really had intimate relations, then you'll know if TJ has any scars?"

"TJ! See! Yes, that's it!" replied Tamsin happily, before a bemused expression passing over her face "Scars, scars ….yes, he does have a scar"

"On his right thigh, right?" asked Spinelli.

"Yes!"

"Big old nasty looking one?"

"Yes! Yes" cried Tamsin excitedly "He said he got it as a kid"

"Yes!" replied Spinelli, in the same excited tone, clapping her hand together mockingly, before her facial expression turned cold "Except TJ doesn't have a scar on his thigh does he Tamsin?"

"Umm"

"And you would know that, wouldn't you, if you'd of been intimate!"

"I.."

"Just like, if you actually were pregnant, and so in love with TJ, you wouldn't turn up here paralytic"

"I-I-I"

"But you're lying, aren't you Tamsin?"

"Okay, okay!" Sobbed the drunken blonde, looking over Spinelli's shoulder at TJ "I lied, but only because I love you" she crawled toward TJ, trying to pick herself up off the floor as she clung to his trouser leg "TJ! You can't tell me you don't love me back! I've dreamed about it, about us making love together. It could be amazing, if only you could see that! Please, please. I could make you so happy!"

"The only thing that will make me happy" muttered TJ, his revulsion clear in his voice and he wrenched his leg out of her grip "Is you being out of my life for good. If you don't leave now, I'm going to take out a restraining order" TJ looked up at the doorman "She's not pregnant. She's simply a drunken, ex-employee, intent on making trouble for me. I have a lot of business contacts here, please get her out"

"Of course Sir, I'm so sorry"

"I'll help" said Spinelli, pulling the clumsy blond up by the arm, even as Spinelli had her heels on, the blonde stood a good deal taller "come on, move"

"If you don't let me go I'll-"

"You'll what?!" snapped Spinelli as the doorman took Tamsin's other arm "What are you doing to do exactly? Go on, you just try it! Look at me, seriously! I could flaw you in a split second you silly little bitch!"

"Ooooh, Iron Woman" mocked Tamsin, prodding the muscle in Spinelli's arm.

"I've got it from here. Thank you ma'am" said the Doorman, who was clearly worried that a fight might actually escalate between the two women.

"I'm not going to touch her. Look at her, she can barely walk" sneered Spinelli, turning, and walking back inside "Man, that chicks' a mess!"

"and that's exactly what I see, and find unappealing about women who've thrown themselves at me"

"No kidding, now I get what you've been saying"

"I don't suppose you want to get out of here?" asked TJ "I don't know about you, but I'm starving"

"Food? You really do know the way to my heart, you know that right?" smiled Spinelli, looping her arm through TJ's "but shouldn't you go back in, isn't this an important work thing?"

"yes, and yes" replied TJ with a shrug, continuing to walk away "but, for once I'm being reckless"

"It suits you" replied Spinelli, with a smile "even if on paper, it's a stupid choice, can't say I'm complaining"

"So, would you have flawed her?"

"No, maybe in the good old days of Madam Fist. Now though, it's enough to know that I could beat her ass if I wanted too. She was so drunk, it wouldn't have been a fair fight"

"If she'd have hit you first, would you have hit her back?"

"In an instant" replied Spinelli simply "Although most girls' idea of hitting is a bitch slap. I don't bitch slap, I punch"

"Good to hear than Madam Fist is pulled out of retirement when needed.

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Its like de-ja-vue isn't it? First Gus interrupting them, now this! I'm a little depressed that after this, there are only 10 chapters left of the story!

Aryal Stone: glad you loved the chapter, but yes, and a not so great note, another almost-kiss! Stupid steven, couldn't he have waited?!

adj1995: Nope cliff hangers aren't fun as a reader! I agree though, it was good to see Spinelli finally relax, and enjoy herself.

Rose-Aki: yay! Glad you liked the chapter so much! I'm also glad you liked the atmosphere between them, it's the easiest things to try and write, and make convincing! Finally, finally Spinelli seems to have let her guard down completely! She's opened up to TJ, and even breaking the number 1 "no kissing" rule: clearly Spinelli isn't thinking of this as "work" relationship! The only downside? We're STILL missing the kiss! Stupid Steve!

Aguapatomar: thanks for reviewing! 52 chapters waiting, and this kiss has been interrupted!

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