Chapter 16
"Oh, Whit! Isn't this exciting?" Theresa squealed. Chattering on without giving Whitney a chance to answer. "Oh my goodness! I think I see Mr. and Mrs. Crane!" she gushed. Bouncing up and down. "Theresa. Honey. Calm down. It's no big deal." "No big deal. No big deal," Theresa said enthusiastically. "The Cranes have NEVER came to a Harmony High football game. It is SO such a big deal, Whit. They came to watch me. I know it. Isn't that wonderful, Whitney?" Theresa asked with stars in her eyes. Whitney counted to ten before she opened her mouth. Sometimes her best friend was just TOO much. "Theresa. What makes you think they came to watch you? They don't even know you. They probably came to support Ms. Crane. Julian Crane is her brother, after all." "Of course," she babbled. "Ms. Crane told them all about me. And Mama works at the Mansion. Face it, Whit. They came to see me. Where's Ethan? I was sure he'd come to cheer me on," she said. Pushing Whitney aside to scan the rapidly growing crowd for the young Crane heir. "You don't think he got hurt, do you Whitney?" she asked in a panicked voice when he was nowhere to be found. "There's Ms. Crane. I HAVE to find out if he's okay," she said. Whitney had to laugh at the 'deer in the headlights' look Ms. Crane got when she spied Theresa coming her way.
"Is she always that.hyper?" a male voice asked beside her. Whitney turned her head slowly and a smile blossomed on her face before she could stop it when she looked into Chad's amused eyes. "Yeah," she laughed. Chad chuckled. Watching Theresa talking animatedly with Ms. Crane. "Man. She's like one of those wind-up toys." Whitney just smiled. Wind-up toys were fun at first. But sooner or later, you wanted to scream for relief. Rip the batteries out. Theresa didn't have batteries. Only an over-active imagination that NEVER quit. Besides.she loved the girl. She was wacky. A dreamer. Her best friend. "Hi Chad!" Theresa bubbled. "Ms. Crane said he's coming. He might be late. Because he has to pick up Gwitch from the airport," she finished. Mumbling under her breath. "What did you just say?" Chad asked. Not sure if he had heard her right. Gwitch? What kind of a name was that? "He has to pick Gwen up from the airport," Theresa replied sweetly. "Oh," Chad laughed. "For a minute there.I thought you said.," he paused. He HAD to be wrong. Just those long hours you've put in this week for Coach Russell getting the best of you, Man. Now you're hearing things. "Nevermind, Theresa. I don't know what's wrong with me. Sorry 'bout that. Listen. Have to cut out now. See you fine ladies later," he said. Winking at Whitney. "Whitney," Theresa teased. "Looks like somebody's got an admirer." "Oh, shut up," Whitney muttered. "Theresa. You better go. Lisa and Jenn don't look too happy." Theresa threw her arms around Whitney's neck. "Wish me luck." "Luck!" Whitney called with a smile as Theresa bounded off to join the rest of the squad. You're definitely going to need it.
Whitney smiled and waved at her mother and Mr. and Mrs. Bennett. She was not going to sit by her mother. How embarrassing would that be? She sighed in relief when she spotted Simone. Then groaned inwardly upon seeing Kay. The girl never let up on the sarcasm. And she certainly wasn't Theresa's biggest fan. Although.she had to admit.Kay had her points. Kay looked at her suspiciously as she ascended the steps toward them. Great, she thought to herself. The Theresa-bashing police. Oh well. She was sure she wouldn't give Theresa much thought tonight. She'd be much too busy staring at Miguel's."Kay," Simone giggled. "Look. There comes the band. I think I see Reese." Kay burst out laughing when she saw Reese trip under the weight of the ridiculous tuba he carried. Toppling some of his fellow band members like dominoes. "I'm telling you, Simone," she gasped. "Him and Theresa are perfect for each other. Absolutely perfect." Whitney glared at her and turned her head. Hiding her smile. Kay just rolled her eyes and whispered in Simone's ear. "Why did the Ice Princess have to sit by us?" Simone opened her mouth to answer. But stopped when they heard the announcer ask everyone to stand up for the National Anthem.
Sheridan sang softly to the music. Her hand over her heart. A smile on her face. It felt good to be here. For the first time.Harmony seemed like home. The music ended, and she jumped when she heard a familiar voice say, "You have a beautiful voice." Among your many attributes, Luis thought to himself as he gave the woman before him an appreciative look. Sheridan blushed. Looking down rather shyly. Cursing his effect on her. Sheridan Crane. You are anything BUT demure. Look at him. L-O-O-K at him. The man's devastatingly handsome and drop dead sexy. But he isn't going to bite. She laughed softly. Raising her blue eyes to meet his gaze. "That's better," Luis teased. His dark eyes shining. "Do you mind if I sit by you?" he asked. Taking a seat without waiting for her answer. "No," she laughed. "Go ahead. Be my guest." "Something's been bothering me since our little conversation a couple of days ago," Luis said. Looking straight ahead. "I got the sneaking suspicion you were trying to ask me something. What were you trying to ask me, Sheridan?" he said point-blank. Staring into her eyes once more. "What makes you think I was trying to ask you something, Luis?" Sheridan balked. Chewing on her bottom lip nervously. Luis just grinned at her. "I think," he said. Picking up her hand and tracing the lines of her palm. Delighting in the way she shivered when he touched her. "I think you would have asked me out if it weren't for Theresa's impeccable timing. So.am I right?" he asked. "You sure put a girl on the spot, don't you Luis?" Sheridan whispered in embarrassment. And the only word Luis could think of to describe her at that moment was adorable. The woman was adorable. "Let me save you the trouble. Yes, Luis," he said in an imitation of her voice that had her giggling helplessly. "I want to go out with you. Tomorrow night sounds fabulous. Give me a call," he finished with a grin. "What do you say, Sheridan?" "Guess I'll see you tomorrow," she smiled.
"Would you look at that?" Julian huffed in disgust. "My sister and Officer Low-Life Fitzgerald. Honestly. I knew Sheridan had horrible taste in men. But this is preposterous." "Shut up, Julian," Ivy hissed. "They make a cute couple," she smiled when she caught sight of Sam. Looking handsome as ever. "I'm hungry," she said. "I think I'll go get something to eat. Do you want anything?" she asked as an afterthought. Already walking up the steps toward the concession stand. In Sam's direction. "I didn't want anything anyway," Julian grumbled. Glancing around at his surroundings snootily. "What a dump," he muttered. "But.maybe it's not so bad, after all," he grinned. Thank you, he thought to himself. There is a God. He picked up Ivy's mini-binoculars and zoomed in for a closer look at the cheerleaders. "Delectable. Simply delectable," he smiled. Licking his lips. He focused them in on the delicious young dish at the top. Something about her dark hair and eyes seemed familiar. Oh god, he thought as she waved frantically from the top of the rather high pyramid. It looked like she was saying.he could swear she was calling out Ethan's name. He jerked the binoculars back from his face and blinked. Certain he was seeing things. Good God in Heaven, he thought. Cringing as the girl wobbled. The whole event seemed to happen in slow-motion as the girls underneath the exuberant young brunette lost the battle. He covered his eyes. Unable to look. And screamed like a girl.
Chapter 17
Sheridan took a deep breath and raised her hand. Ready to knock. Wouldn't Theresa be surprised, she thought with a smile. Glancing behind her at Ethan shuffling back and forth on his feet nervously. A bouquet of yellow roses in his hands. "I still don't understand why Gwen couldn't come," Ethan grumbled. "THIS was all her idea, after all." Sheridan knew why. Gwen was no dummy. It was painfully clear to her and everyone else-EXCEPT ETHAN- that Theresa was absolutely bonkers over Ethan. What better way to cheer her up after last night than have her crush deliver her a beautiful bouquet of flowers, she had told Sheridan. "Ethan," she warned. Rapping on the door. Sometimes her nephew was so childlike she had to wonder.
"Sheridan," Luis grinned. "A few hours early for our date tonight, aren't you?" he teased. His brown eyes sparkling with amusement. She laughed softly. Pulling Ethan forward by the arm. "WE'RE here to visit Theresa. Wish her a speedy recovery." "Oh," Luis said. The smile on his face diminishing somewhat when he laid eyes on Ethan. "Come in," he said. Stepping back to let them pass. "Hi Kay!" Sheridan said brightly. Spotting the younger girl on the sofa. Right next to Miguel. "Miguel," she smiled. Kay's eyes widened when she saw Ethan behind Sheridan. "Kay," Luis said. "Why don't you go tell Theresa she has visitors." "Um.okay," Kay replied. Leaving them.
Kay knocked softly on Theresa's bedroom door. "Who is it?" Theresa called weakly. Kay rolled her eyes. Theresita was milking this broken arm thing for all it was worth. She was sure Miguel and Luis would want to kill her before the six weeks were over. She pushed the door open without answering. Taking great pleasure in Theresa's high-pitched scream of surprise and useless efforts to hide her face with her pillow. Biting her lip to the point of pain to keep from laughing at the vision in front of her. More like a nightmare. Theresa just could not live without her make-up. Especially that purple eyeshadow, Kay thought. Shuddering. She was way scarier than ANY Halloween mask--half her face was covered with zigzags of make-up and half wasn't.
"Oh, Kay," Theresa said. Flapping her cast-covered right arm in the air awkwardly. "Thank goodness it's ONLY you," she sighed in relief. Well, I love you, too, Barbie, Kay thought as an idea began to slowly to take form. "Theresa," she said. Voice dripping with false sweetness. "Whitney's here to see you." Theresa thanked her and waved her out of the room. "Good," she said. Looking down at the Power Puff girls pj's and fuzzy hot pink slippers on her feet. "I wouldn't want anyone else to see me like this," she whispered. Easing herself back against the soft pillows on her bed. Arranging her face into one of her best 'poor, poor pitiful me' expressions. She went with version number 25 for this particular visit. Whit had already seen all her best stuff.
"She's waiting anxiously for you guys," Kay smirked. Luis cast her a suspicious look. She was too much like her uncle Hank for her own good. No one could miss the devilish glint in her eyes. Unless they were dumb as dirt, he thought with a chuckle as Sheridan pushed Ethan forward with a few carefully chosen words of encouragement. Arching a slender brow at Kay and Miguel. Kay grinned back at Sheridan. But Miguel couldn't meet her eyes. They were up to something. He was sure of it.
Ethan trudged slowly down the hall to Theresa's bedroom. The yellow roses clutched in his hands. He raised his hand to knock on the slightly ajar door but paused when a breathy voice said, "Come on in, Whit. The door's open." What?!?! Whit? Who was Whit? The door creaked as he pushed it open and stepped inside. "Whit," Theresa huffed. "What's taking you so long? Are you going to stand outside my door all day?" Theresa said. Throwing her legs over the side of her bed and grabbing her stuffed teddy bear E.J. off the floor. He must have fallen off the bed last night. It wasn't easy holding on to things with one arm, she thought. She put him back on top of her dresser. Right next to her collection of Fairy Tale barbies. Making a mental note to look for Cinderella next time she and Whitney went to the mall. "Whitney," she whined. Whirling around. And coming face to face with none other than Ethan Crane. This cannot be happening, she thought. Before her eyes rolled back in her head, and she hit the floor with a thud.
Chapter 18
"Thank you, Eve," Luis said. Showing Eve to the door. "It's wonderful of you to do this." "No problem, Luis," Eve smiled. "Just tell Theresa to take it easy. Oh.and Sheridan," she laughed. "Ethan will be okay, too." Sheridan bit her lip to keep from smiling. She still couldn't believe they'd found both Ethan and Theresa out cold on Theresa's bedroom floor. Although.she could imagine why Ethan might have been scared out of his few wits. Now they both sported matching bumps on the head. Maybe Theresa WAS on to something. Maybe.just maybe.it was FATE. Not that she'd ever admit it, though. She needed to have a little talk with Gwen. God only knew the reason why she loved Ethan so much. It certainly wasn't his brain power. She, on the other hand, was stuck with him. He was family. A complete dufus. But a lovable one.
Luis shut the door with a sigh. Leaning back against it and smiling at her. She returned the smile. Her blue eyes twinkling with amusement. Who said Harmony was boring? Theresa certainly livened things up a bit with all her spills and falls. "No offense, Ms. Crane," Kay grumbled. Carrying Theresa's lunch tray toward the kitchen. "But Dim Bulb and The Mental Case are made for each other." Sheridan and Luis burst into helpless laughter. "Luis," Sheridan gasped breathlessly. "I think maybe I should get out of here before disaster strikes again." Luis grinned at her and opened the front door with a flourish. "What do you say we ditch this place, m'lovely?" Sheridan flashed a brilliant smile at him as she swept by. "Best idea I've heard all day. Kay and Miguel can help Whitney nurse Theresa and Ethan back to health. I'll even give them extra-credit points on their next exam. They deserve it," she laughed. "Hey!" Kay shouted after them. "You do know you're putting our lives in danger, don't you?" she yelled. Crossing her arms across her chest.
"Whew!" Sheridan whistled. Wiping her hand across her brow. "We made it. Where to, Officer? I take it this is an early beginning to our date." Luis grinned at her. "The Harmony Youth Center. I have a few things to check on first. Then, Ms. Crane, I'll show you a night on the town you'll never forget," he said. Gazing into her eyes as he placed a kiss to her hand. Neither moved for several moments. Just staring at one another. "Sheridan," Luis teased. "Take a picture. It'll last longer." Sheridan blushed in embarrassment and turned the key in the ignition. You'll pay for that, Lopez-Fitzgerald. I just haven't figured out how yet, she thought as she caught him watching her with that knee-knocking smile of his out of the corner of her eyes.
"Luis, Buddy," a rather vertically challenged man with brown hair said. "What are you doing here? I thought you had a hot date tonight," he said. Winking at her. He could be Joey Tribioni's long lost cousin, she decided. As he gave her a very open admiring look. "Um, Hank. Buddy," Luis said. Slapping him on the shoulder in amusement. "This is Sheridan Crane, Hank. The 'hot date' you're talking about," he said. Laughing at Hank's expression. "Oh my god! I'm so.I didn't know.damn, Luis. Why didn't you tell me the 'hot date' really was a HOT DATE?" he grinned stupidly. Sheridan laughed softly. She liked him. "Forgive my friend, here, Sheridan. Hank's always been known to speak his mind. I'll be right back," he said. Casting a warning glance Hank's way. "Wow!" Hank said after Luis had gone. "Wow," he repeated. "Luis with a Crane. I never would have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes. You must be pretty special, Sheridan. Luis has hated the Cranes for as long as I can remember. Yeah.always held a grudge against them.wanted to make them pay."
He continued on. Oblivious to the stricken look on Sheridan's face. But Sheridan wasn't listening. She'd quit listening the moment she heard Luis and hates the Cranes in the same sentence. He hated her family. Wanted to make them pay. For what, she wondered as her heart sank somewhere down to her knees. Was it all an act? Was he using her for his own gain? Tears burned her eyes, and she blinked furiously. Trying to keep them at bay. This was all a nightmare. A horrible nightmare. She liked him. REALLY liked him. Why hadn't he told her he hated her family? Been up front with her. "Sheridan? Sheridan? Did you hear me?" Hank asked. His hand on her arm made her jump. "I'm sorry, Hank. I.I have to go. Tell Luis I wasn't feeling well. And I'll see him tomorrow," she said. Rushing out the door. "All finished," Luis said. Coming out of his office. "Hey Hank," he said in confusion. "Where'd Sheridan go?" "Beats me," Hank answered with a shrug of his shoulders. "Said she wasn't feeling too well. And that she'd see you tomorrow. It was weird, Buddy. She had this really strange look on her face when I said something about you hating her family."
"WHAT?!?! Luis yelled. Groaning when he realized how hurt she must have been. "Hank.why'd you go and do that?" "I didn't know," he apologized. But Luis was already out the door. Racing after Sheridan. "Sheridan! Sheridan!" he yelled. Running across the parking lot after her. She ignored him. Getting into her car and slamming the door shut in his face. "Sheridan! Listen to me. Please," he begged. "I know it sounded bad. But you don't have the whole story. Give me the benefit of the doubt. Please," he said. Sighing in relief when her blue eyes softened, and she unlocked the door. "You have a lot of explaining to do," she said in a hurt voice. Refusing to meet his eyes. "I know," Luis said quietly. All bravado, all teasing gone from his voice. "Can we go someplace private? I want this to just be between us." "Okay."
"I'm waiting," she said. As she killed the ignition. Luis opened his car door. Stepping out onto the sand. Walking over to her side of the car and opening her door for her. Holding out his hand. He was rewarded by the feeling of her smaller hand in his, and he exhaled in relief. At least he knew she didn't totally hate him. "What Hank said was true," he said quietly. When they stood at the shore's edge. The waves lapping at their feet. "I have hated your family for a long time, Sheridan. I still don't think highly of them," he said. Tipping her chin up with his fingers. "But.that doesn't change the way I feel about you. Please. Believe me when I say this. I really like you," he said. A smile lighting up his handsome features. "At first I tried to fight it. But then I realized how silly I was being. You're a wonderful person, Sheridan Crane," he said seriously. "And I want to get to know you better," he smiled. "Much better," he revealed. Grinning at her broadly. "I've only known you for a few weeks. But I think you're amazing. Don't let a stupid comment stand in our way," he pleaded. "Please," he pouted. Giving her his best puppy dog face.
She was powerless to resist him. She felt in her heart that he was being straight with her. Plus, she really, really liked him, too. Very much so. The tiniest of smiles began to blossom on her face. And the sparkle returned to her eyes. "I don't know," she said slowly. Watching as his face fell. "But I might be persuaded. Maybe you can make it up to me," she said. Laughter tinging her voice. "But first.you'll have to catch me," she said with a smile. And Luis watched in amusement as she took off flying down the beachside. She giggled as he caught up to her and threw her over his shoulder. "Luis! No! Don't you dare!" she squealed as he walked out into the waves. Holding her loosely in his arms. "Catch you? Catch you? Now that I caught you, just what am I going to do with you?" he teased. Laughing as she sputtered when the waves' spray hit her in the face. "Luis! The water's cold," she cried. "Aww," he mocked.
"Is that right?" he said. Loosening his grip and letting her slip a little. "Luis!" she shrieked as he lost his footing.
"Argh! I'm going to get you back for this," she shivered. Splashing him in the face when they come back up. Gasping for air. He grabbed her close. Pulling her against him. "Not before I do this," he whispered. And all thoughts of revenge flew out of Sheridan's mind as he kissed her senseless. And the funny thing was.she wasn't even cold anymore.
Chapter 19
Luis tangled his hands in Sheridan's wet hair. Angling his mouth over hers. Grinning against her lips at her soft moan of pleasure. He pulled back. To look at her. "Still want to get me back," he whispered. "Because I know the perfect way you can do it," he teased. Tracing her swollen lips lightly with his thumb. "Wow," he laughed. "The lady's speechless." And so was he. When she opened those amazing blue eyes and stared at him. A breathtaking smile taking over her entire face as she shakily said, "That was.where'd you.oh my god." "Ditto," Luis smirked. Leaning forward and capturing her lips with his once more. And Sheridan clung to him as he kissed her even more deeply than before. They broke apart. Breathless. "Luis." she gasped. Her blue eyes sparkling. "Ever hear of a simple kiss on the cheek? Moving a little fast there, Officer," she laughed as he molded her body to his. Again. Running his hands up and down her back. She shivered. And suddenly he remembered where they were. What they had left behind. "We better get back before Kay calls 9-1-1," he whispered. Twining his fingers with hers and tugging her forward. "Yeah. We better," she said softly.
The drive back to the Lopez-Fitzgerald house was filled with silence and meaningful, stolen glances at each other. Sheridan didn't know how she found the strength to keep from pulling over on the side of the road and mauling the man. Especially when he kept giving her that sexy grin of his. "We're here," she announced. Instantly feeling silly for saying such an inane thing. Of course, Luis knows we're here. He lives here. Deep breath. Calm those hormones of yours down, girl. She let out a tiny squeak of surprise when her car door opened, and there stood Luis. She slipped her hand in his. Praying he couldn't hear the way her heart was pounding from the simple gesture.
"Welcome to Hell," Kay muttered. Pulling the door open before Luis could lay a hand on the knob. "Sorry I can't stick around, Ms. Crane. And find out exactly what happened," she said with a suspicious smile. Looking them both up and down from head to toe. "But I've had enough of this freak show. Thank you very much," she said. Passing by with a wave of her hand. A camera dangling from around her neck.
Sheridan laughed. A puzzled smile on her face. "Hell, huh? It can't be THAT bad." "Let's go find out," Luis suggested. Leading the way to Theresa's bedroom. Muffled laughter could be heard from inside. "Shh," he said. A finger to his lips as he eased the door open. And peeked inside. "What?" Sheridan whispered. Seeing his wide brown eyes dancing with humor. "You have to see it to believe it," Luis chuckled. "Ethan Crane!" Sheridan shrieked in disbelief. "What is going on here?" Miguel shook with laughter in the corner, and Whitney had her arms crossed. Her foot tapping in irritation. "Luis!" Theresa squealed. Her dark brown eyes glassy and bright. "Come in. You and Ms. Crane can join in on the fun. Right, Ethan?" she giggled. Her mascara brush poised in the air. "Yeah, Aunt Sweridun," Ethan slurred. With a dopy smile. "I feel swo bad for teasing you," he said. "Dwess up's not dumb. It's fun. Isn't it, Twesa?" "Man," Luis laughed. "Poor guy's never going to live this down. What did your mother give them, Whitney?" Whitney just shrugged her shoulders. "Ethan," Sheridan sighed. Seeing his brightly painted red toenails. "Dear nephew of mine. You should be SO thankful no one in this room has a cam.oh god," she groaned. Covering her face with her hands. Remembering the camera around Kay's neck. She couldn't help but laugh. The girl was PRICELESS. "Wouldn't the tabloids love those pictures?" she mused.
Later.after she had successfully coaxed Ethan back into his OWN clothes and wiped his face clear of ALL traces of make-up.she stood at Luis's front door. Ready to leave. Disappointment gracing her features as she eavesdropped on his conversation with Sam Bennett. The Chief of Police. He wouldn't make their date tonight, it seemed. He was being called into work. And she knew how much the money meant to his family so she wouldn't try to convince him otherwise. "I'm sorry," he apologized. "That's okay," she said softly. "Another time, maybe," she said with a hopeful smile. "Definitely another time," he grinned. Taking her hand in his and playing with the ring on her finger. "I promise it'll be worth the wait," he boasted. And she smiled at him. Only he could get away with that statement, she thought. Any other man she would have labeled arrogant. "It better," she teased. Her blue eyes dancing. She would have kissed him right then and there had Whitney and Miguel not been watching. With much interest she might add. "Come on, Ethan," she said. Taking his hand and nudging him out the front door.
"WAIT!" a voice that could only belong to Theresa yelled frantically. "Here," she said. Proudly presenting Ethan with.a teddy bear?!?! Sheridan rolled her eyes before she could stop herself. Her twenty-four-year-old nephew. A graduate of Harvard Law School. With a teddy bear. She wouldn't have been at all surprised if Theresa slipped him a note that said "Do you like me? Check yes or no" next. "Bye, Ethan," Theresa gushed dreamily. "I know you'll take the best care of E.J. I named him after y." Luis shut her up with a hand over her mouth. "I think it's best if you got Ethan home and into bed. He looks a little green around the gills," he said with a nod of his head. As if to prove his point.Ethan grabbed his head with his hands and in a weak voice said, "I'm getting a l'il dizzy, Aunt Sweridun. Take me home. Pwease." "Like I said," Luis chuckled. "The poor guy's never going to live it down." Especially not if Kay had anything to do about it, Sheridan thought with a smile. Ethan wouldn't be forgetting this 'experience' any time soon.
Chapter 20
"Kay Bennett! What on earth are you doing wearing that sweater? Don't tell me you're cold," Simone said. Kay just laughed at her. "No, I'm not cold, Simone. This is all part of the plan I told you about. Over the phone. Oh forget it. You've been spending WAY too much time at my house. I think my parents are rubbing off on you." "Huh?" Simone asked. Looking at her best friend curiously. It's true. She HAS been hanging around my house too much. I'm the only smart person in my family. And Harmony IS the Twilight Zone. Come to think of it.her dad kind of reminded her of the Scarecrow in the Wizard of Oz. She giggled at the thought. What would that make Mom, she wondered. The Cowardly Lion? Nah. More like Betty Crocker on crack. "What's so funny Kay?" Simone asked in exasperation. "Nothing," Kay sighed. Absolutely nothing. Today was going to be perfect. Just perfect. She could feel it in her bones. Well.except for one tiny detail. Where was Miguel?
A gigantic smile lit up her face when he stepped inside the room just seconds later. But then Luis followed behind him. And she had to rub her eyes to make sure she wasn't seeing things. "Simone," she hissed. "What's Luis doing here?" "I dunno," Simone shrugged. "Looks like Ms. Crane doesn't either," Kay smirked. Totally enjoying how flustered their French teacher got when she saw Miguel's brother. Then she remembered the way they looked yesterday. Clingy, wet clothes and guilty smiles. Something was definitely going on there. "Uh oh. Trouble in paradise," she muttered. As Ms. Crane ushered Luis outside into the hall. Oh to be a fly on that wall. "Miguel," she heard Reese say. "What's your brother doing here?" "You know that little lecture we get on safety every year?" Miguel asked. "Yeah. Why?" Reese asked. Pushing his glasses back on his nose. "Luis got drafted for it this time." Oh great, Kay thought in disgust. When Ms. Crane came back inside. With Luis. And about twenty other students. Including the Lethal Weapon and the Ice Princess. What good was Theresa with one arm? The girl was actually scarier that way.
No, no, no, no!!!! Go away, she pleaded as Theresa neared her desk. I don't want you. Nobody ever listened to her anyway. Life was so NOT fair. Theresa wedged herself in the seat beside Kay. And she had to duck to avoid being knocked out cold by that hideous piece of plaster on Theresa's arm. She stared in morbid fascination as the various versions of Ethan Crane's name scrawled on the cast. One signature the real deal. Surrounded by a heart. Gag me, she thought. Glancing up to meet Theresa's face. Good lord. The girl looked like she had a hang-over. She stuck her tongue out at Whitney when she saw her glaring back at her. Whitney could shove that tennis racket."Ahem," she heard Ms. Crane clear her throat. "There will be NO regular class today. Instead.Officer Lopez-Fitzgerald," she said with a nervous smile cast in Luis's direction, "is here to teach you a few tips that can save lives. Luis.um, Officer."
Theresa giggled. Turning to her to whisper, "It's FATE. Luis and Ms. Crane are made for each other. Maybe they'll invite you to the wedding, Kay," she sighed. Shifting in the desk and elbowing Kay in the ribs. HARD. Simone turned around in her seat when she heard a low growling noise. Glaring at her. "Kay," she hissed. "Okay," Luis said. Clapping his hands together. "I need a volunteer to help me. Any takers?" he asked. With a rather sexy grin, Kay had to admit. Hmm. Maybe she should just forget about Miguel and go after Luis. Before the words were even out of Luis's mouth.more than 75% of the girls in the room had raised their hands. Luis laughed nervously. Looking to Ms. Crane for help. And finding it. "I'll help," she said softly. And damn if they didn't both blush in embarrassment as Luis placed his arms around Ms. Crane. Demonstrating the heimlech maneuver. The entire class watched. Fascinated. This was better than HBO.
"Um.any questions?" Luis practically stuttered. Finally looking somewhere besides Ms. Crane's eyes. Kay rolled her eyes as Reese's hand automatically shot up. "Actually," Reese began. In true smart-aleck fashion. "You're doing it all wrong, Officer. Kay. If you might help me demonstrate," Reese said. Getting to his feet. Not on your life, she thought. But for once.God bless her.Theresa actually saved the day for her. Volunteering to help Reese out. She just knew Ms. Crane would report ALL to Ethan. After all, she reasoned. She was certain they talked about her all the time. Especially after the wonderful fun they had together yesterday. Too bad she forgot one tiny little detail, Kay thought. As the wad of bubblegum she'd been smacking on the entire morning-to her extreme irritation-shot out of her mouth and across the room. Hitting Charity square in the face. Go Theresa, she thought. Maybe you're not USELESS.
After Theresa had apologized profusely, Luis took over again. She looked around the room. All the girls were drooling-typical, and all the guys were snoring. That is until they heard the magic words. I know he's not. He is so NOT going to teach us how to do.oh my god, he IS. "Yeah," she heard one of the guys behind her leer. "Now this is good. Mouth to mouth." Boy was he wrong. Everytime Luis leaned in close to pretend to give Ms. Crane mouth to mouth, she burst into a fit of laughter. The whole class was cracking up with her by the time the bell rang. She grabbed her books and set her plan in motion. The sweater was gone. And emblazoned across the white tee she wore was Ethan Crane in all his cross-dressing glory. Eat this, Theresa.
"Oh, Whit! Isn't this exciting?" Theresa squealed. Chattering on without giving Whitney a chance to answer. "Oh my goodness! I think I see Mr. and Mrs. Crane!" she gushed. Bouncing up and down. "Theresa. Honey. Calm down. It's no big deal." "No big deal. No big deal," Theresa said enthusiastically. "The Cranes have NEVER came to a Harmony High football game. It is SO such a big deal, Whit. They came to watch me. I know it. Isn't that wonderful, Whitney?" Theresa asked with stars in her eyes. Whitney counted to ten before she opened her mouth. Sometimes her best friend was just TOO much. "Theresa. What makes you think they came to watch you? They don't even know you. They probably came to support Ms. Crane. Julian Crane is her brother, after all." "Of course," she babbled. "Ms. Crane told them all about me. And Mama works at the Mansion. Face it, Whit. They came to see me. Where's Ethan? I was sure he'd come to cheer me on," she said. Pushing Whitney aside to scan the rapidly growing crowd for the young Crane heir. "You don't think he got hurt, do you Whitney?" she asked in a panicked voice when he was nowhere to be found. "There's Ms. Crane. I HAVE to find out if he's okay," she said. Whitney had to laugh at the 'deer in the headlights' look Ms. Crane got when she spied Theresa coming her way.
"Is she always that.hyper?" a male voice asked beside her. Whitney turned her head slowly and a smile blossomed on her face before she could stop it when she looked into Chad's amused eyes. "Yeah," she laughed. Chad chuckled. Watching Theresa talking animatedly with Ms. Crane. "Man. She's like one of those wind-up toys." Whitney just smiled. Wind-up toys were fun at first. But sooner or later, you wanted to scream for relief. Rip the batteries out. Theresa didn't have batteries. Only an over-active imagination that NEVER quit. Besides.she loved the girl. She was wacky. A dreamer. Her best friend. "Hi Chad!" Theresa bubbled. "Ms. Crane said he's coming. He might be late. Because he has to pick up Gwitch from the airport," she finished. Mumbling under her breath. "What did you just say?" Chad asked. Not sure if he had heard her right. Gwitch? What kind of a name was that? "He has to pick Gwen up from the airport," Theresa replied sweetly. "Oh," Chad laughed. "For a minute there.I thought you said.," he paused. He HAD to be wrong. Just those long hours you've put in this week for Coach Russell getting the best of you, Man. Now you're hearing things. "Nevermind, Theresa. I don't know what's wrong with me. Sorry 'bout that. Listen. Have to cut out now. See you fine ladies later," he said. Winking at Whitney. "Whitney," Theresa teased. "Looks like somebody's got an admirer." "Oh, shut up," Whitney muttered. "Theresa. You better go. Lisa and Jenn don't look too happy." Theresa threw her arms around Whitney's neck. "Wish me luck." "Luck!" Whitney called with a smile as Theresa bounded off to join the rest of the squad. You're definitely going to need it.
Whitney smiled and waved at her mother and Mr. and Mrs. Bennett. She was not going to sit by her mother. How embarrassing would that be? She sighed in relief when she spotted Simone. Then groaned inwardly upon seeing Kay. The girl never let up on the sarcasm. And she certainly wasn't Theresa's biggest fan. Although.she had to admit.Kay had her points. Kay looked at her suspiciously as she ascended the steps toward them. Great, she thought to herself. The Theresa-bashing police. Oh well. She was sure she wouldn't give Theresa much thought tonight. She'd be much too busy staring at Miguel's."Kay," Simone giggled. "Look. There comes the band. I think I see Reese." Kay burst out laughing when she saw Reese trip under the weight of the ridiculous tuba he carried. Toppling some of his fellow band members like dominoes. "I'm telling you, Simone," she gasped. "Him and Theresa are perfect for each other. Absolutely perfect." Whitney glared at her and turned her head. Hiding her smile. Kay just rolled her eyes and whispered in Simone's ear. "Why did the Ice Princess have to sit by us?" Simone opened her mouth to answer. But stopped when they heard the announcer ask everyone to stand up for the National Anthem.
Sheridan sang softly to the music. Her hand over her heart. A smile on her face. It felt good to be here. For the first time.Harmony seemed like home. The music ended, and she jumped when she heard a familiar voice say, "You have a beautiful voice." Among your many attributes, Luis thought to himself as he gave the woman before him an appreciative look. Sheridan blushed. Looking down rather shyly. Cursing his effect on her. Sheridan Crane. You are anything BUT demure. Look at him. L-O-O-K at him. The man's devastatingly handsome and drop dead sexy. But he isn't going to bite. She laughed softly. Raising her blue eyes to meet his gaze. "That's better," Luis teased. His dark eyes shining. "Do you mind if I sit by you?" he asked. Taking a seat without waiting for her answer. "No," she laughed. "Go ahead. Be my guest." "Something's been bothering me since our little conversation a couple of days ago," Luis said. Looking straight ahead. "I got the sneaking suspicion you were trying to ask me something. What were you trying to ask me, Sheridan?" he said point-blank. Staring into her eyes once more. "What makes you think I was trying to ask you something, Luis?" Sheridan balked. Chewing on her bottom lip nervously. Luis just grinned at her. "I think," he said. Picking up her hand and tracing the lines of her palm. Delighting in the way she shivered when he touched her. "I think you would have asked me out if it weren't for Theresa's impeccable timing. So.am I right?" he asked. "You sure put a girl on the spot, don't you Luis?" Sheridan whispered in embarrassment. And the only word Luis could think of to describe her at that moment was adorable. The woman was adorable. "Let me save you the trouble. Yes, Luis," he said in an imitation of her voice that had her giggling helplessly. "I want to go out with you. Tomorrow night sounds fabulous. Give me a call," he finished with a grin. "What do you say, Sheridan?" "Guess I'll see you tomorrow," she smiled.
"Would you look at that?" Julian huffed in disgust. "My sister and Officer Low-Life Fitzgerald. Honestly. I knew Sheridan had horrible taste in men. But this is preposterous." "Shut up, Julian," Ivy hissed. "They make a cute couple," she smiled when she caught sight of Sam. Looking handsome as ever. "I'm hungry," she said. "I think I'll go get something to eat. Do you want anything?" she asked as an afterthought. Already walking up the steps toward the concession stand. In Sam's direction. "I didn't want anything anyway," Julian grumbled. Glancing around at his surroundings snootily. "What a dump," he muttered. "But.maybe it's not so bad, after all," he grinned. Thank you, he thought to himself. There is a God. He picked up Ivy's mini-binoculars and zoomed in for a closer look at the cheerleaders. "Delectable. Simply delectable," he smiled. Licking his lips. He focused them in on the delicious young dish at the top. Something about her dark hair and eyes seemed familiar. Oh god, he thought as she waved frantically from the top of the rather high pyramid. It looked like she was saying.he could swear she was calling out Ethan's name. He jerked the binoculars back from his face and blinked. Certain he was seeing things. Good God in Heaven, he thought. Cringing as the girl wobbled. The whole event seemed to happen in slow-motion as the girls underneath the exuberant young brunette lost the battle. He covered his eyes. Unable to look. And screamed like a girl.
Chapter 17
Sheridan took a deep breath and raised her hand. Ready to knock. Wouldn't Theresa be surprised, she thought with a smile. Glancing behind her at Ethan shuffling back and forth on his feet nervously. A bouquet of yellow roses in his hands. "I still don't understand why Gwen couldn't come," Ethan grumbled. "THIS was all her idea, after all." Sheridan knew why. Gwen was no dummy. It was painfully clear to her and everyone else-EXCEPT ETHAN- that Theresa was absolutely bonkers over Ethan. What better way to cheer her up after last night than have her crush deliver her a beautiful bouquet of flowers, she had told Sheridan. "Ethan," she warned. Rapping on the door. Sometimes her nephew was so childlike she had to wonder.
"Sheridan," Luis grinned. "A few hours early for our date tonight, aren't you?" he teased. His brown eyes sparkling with amusement. She laughed softly. Pulling Ethan forward by the arm. "WE'RE here to visit Theresa. Wish her a speedy recovery." "Oh," Luis said. The smile on his face diminishing somewhat when he laid eyes on Ethan. "Come in," he said. Stepping back to let them pass. "Hi Kay!" Sheridan said brightly. Spotting the younger girl on the sofa. Right next to Miguel. "Miguel," she smiled. Kay's eyes widened when she saw Ethan behind Sheridan. "Kay," Luis said. "Why don't you go tell Theresa she has visitors." "Um.okay," Kay replied. Leaving them.
Kay knocked softly on Theresa's bedroom door. "Who is it?" Theresa called weakly. Kay rolled her eyes. Theresita was milking this broken arm thing for all it was worth. She was sure Miguel and Luis would want to kill her before the six weeks were over. She pushed the door open without answering. Taking great pleasure in Theresa's high-pitched scream of surprise and useless efforts to hide her face with her pillow. Biting her lip to the point of pain to keep from laughing at the vision in front of her. More like a nightmare. Theresa just could not live without her make-up. Especially that purple eyeshadow, Kay thought. Shuddering. She was way scarier than ANY Halloween mask--half her face was covered with zigzags of make-up and half wasn't.
"Oh, Kay," Theresa said. Flapping her cast-covered right arm in the air awkwardly. "Thank goodness it's ONLY you," she sighed in relief. Well, I love you, too, Barbie, Kay thought as an idea began to slowly to take form. "Theresa," she said. Voice dripping with false sweetness. "Whitney's here to see you." Theresa thanked her and waved her out of the room. "Good," she said. Looking down at the Power Puff girls pj's and fuzzy hot pink slippers on her feet. "I wouldn't want anyone else to see me like this," she whispered. Easing herself back against the soft pillows on her bed. Arranging her face into one of her best 'poor, poor pitiful me' expressions. She went with version number 25 for this particular visit. Whit had already seen all her best stuff.
"She's waiting anxiously for you guys," Kay smirked. Luis cast her a suspicious look. She was too much like her uncle Hank for her own good. No one could miss the devilish glint in her eyes. Unless they were dumb as dirt, he thought with a chuckle as Sheridan pushed Ethan forward with a few carefully chosen words of encouragement. Arching a slender brow at Kay and Miguel. Kay grinned back at Sheridan. But Miguel couldn't meet her eyes. They were up to something. He was sure of it.
Ethan trudged slowly down the hall to Theresa's bedroom. The yellow roses clutched in his hands. He raised his hand to knock on the slightly ajar door but paused when a breathy voice said, "Come on in, Whit. The door's open." What?!?! Whit? Who was Whit? The door creaked as he pushed it open and stepped inside. "Whit," Theresa huffed. "What's taking you so long? Are you going to stand outside my door all day?" Theresa said. Throwing her legs over the side of her bed and grabbing her stuffed teddy bear E.J. off the floor. He must have fallen off the bed last night. It wasn't easy holding on to things with one arm, she thought. She put him back on top of her dresser. Right next to her collection of Fairy Tale barbies. Making a mental note to look for Cinderella next time she and Whitney went to the mall. "Whitney," she whined. Whirling around. And coming face to face with none other than Ethan Crane. This cannot be happening, she thought. Before her eyes rolled back in her head, and she hit the floor with a thud.
Chapter 18
"Thank you, Eve," Luis said. Showing Eve to the door. "It's wonderful of you to do this." "No problem, Luis," Eve smiled. "Just tell Theresa to take it easy. Oh.and Sheridan," she laughed. "Ethan will be okay, too." Sheridan bit her lip to keep from smiling. She still couldn't believe they'd found both Ethan and Theresa out cold on Theresa's bedroom floor. Although.she could imagine why Ethan might have been scared out of his few wits. Now they both sported matching bumps on the head. Maybe Theresa WAS on to something. Maybe.just maybe.it was FATE. Not that she'd ever admit it, though. She needed to have a little talk with Gwen. God only knew the reason why she loved Ethan so much. It certainly wasn't his brain power. She, on the other hand, was stuck with him. He was family. A complete dufus. But a lovable one.
Luis shut the door with a sigh. Leaning back against it and smiling at her. She returned the smile. Her blue eyes twinkling with amusement. Who said Harmony was boring? Theresa certainly livened things up a bit with all her spills and falls. "No offense, Ms. Crane," Kay grumbled. Carrying Theresa's lunch tray toward the kitchen. "But Dim Bulb and The Mental Case are made for each other." Sheridan and Luis burst into helpless laughter. "Luis," Sheridan gasped breathlessly. "I think maybe I should get out of here before disaster strikes again." Luis grinned at her and opened the front door with a flourish. "What do you say we ditch this place, m'lovely?" Sheridan flashed a brilliant smile at him as she swept by. "Best idea I've heard all day. Kay and Miguel can help Whitney nurse Theresa and Ethan back to health. I'll even give them extra-credit points on their next exam. They deserve it," she laughed. "Hey!" Kay shouted after them. "You do know you're putting our lives in danger, don't you?" she yelled. Crossing her arms across her chest.
"Whew!" Sheridan whistled. Wiping her hand across her brow. "We made it. Where to, Officer? I take it this is an early beginning to our date." Luis grinned at her. "The Harmony Youth Center. I have a few things to check on first. Then, Ms. Crane, I'll show you a night on the town you'll never forget," he said. Gazing into her eyes as he placed a kiss to her hand. Neither moved for several moments. Just staring at one another. "Sheridan," Luis teased. "Take a picture. It'll last longer." Sheridan blushed in embarrassment and turned the key in the ignition. You'll pay for that, Lopez-Fitzgerald. I just haven't figured out how yet, she thought as she caught him watching her with that knee-knocking smile of his out of the corner of her eyes.
"Luis, Buddy," a rather vertically challenged man with brown hair said. "What are you doing here? I thought you had a hot date tonight," he said. Winking at her. He could be Joey Tribioni's long lost cousin, she decided. As he gave her a very open admiring look. "Um, Hank. Buddy," Luis said. Slapping him on the shoulder in amusement. "This is Sheridan Crane, Hank. The 'hot date' you're talking about," he said. Laughing at Hank's expression. "Oh my god! I'm so.I didn't know.damn, Luis. Why didn't you tell me the 'hot date' really was a HOT DATE?" he grinned stupidly. Sheridan laughed softly. She liked him. "Forgive my friend, here, Sheridan. Hank's always been known to speak his mind. I'll be right back," he said. Casting a warning glance Hank's way. "Wow!" Hank said after Luis had gone. "Wow," he repeated. "Luis with a Crane. I never would have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes. You must be pretty special, Sheridan. Luis has hated the Cranes for as long as I can remember. Yeah.always held a grudge against them.wanted to make them pay."
He continued on. Oblivious to the stricken look on Sheridan's face. But Sheridan wasn't listening. She'd quit listening the moment she heard Luis and hates the Cranes in the same sentence. He hated her family. Wanted to make them pay. For what, she wondered as her heart sank somewhere down to her knees. Was it all an act? Was he using her for his own gain? Tears burned her eyes, and she blinked furiously. Trying to keep them at bay. This was all a nightmare. A horrible nightmare. She liked him. REALLY liked him. Why hadn't he told her he hated her family? Been up front with her. "Sheridan? Sheridan? Did you hear me?" Hank asked. His hand on her arm made her jump. "I'm sorry, Hank. I.I have to go. Tell Luis I wasn't feeling well. And I'll see him tomorrow," she said. Rushing out the door. "All finished," Luis said. Coming out of his office. "Hey Hank," he said in confusion. "Where'd Sheridan go?" "Beats me," Hank answered with a shrug of his shoulders. "Said she wasn't feeling too well. And that she'd see you tomorrow. It was weird, Buddy. She had this really strange look on her face when I said something about you hating her family."
"WHAT?!?! Luis yelled. Groaning when he realized how hurt she must have been. "Hank.why'd you go and do that?" "I didn't know," he apologized. But Luis was already out the door. Racing after Sheridan. "Sheridan! Sheridan!" he yelled. Running across the parking lot after her. She ignored him. Getting into her car and slamming the door shut in his face. "Sheridan! Listen to me. Please," he begged. "I know it sounded bad. But you don't have the whole story. Give me the benefit of the doubt. Please," he said. Sighing in relief when her blue eyes softened, and she unlocked the door. "You have a lot of explaining to do," she said in a hurt voice. Refusing to meet his eyes. "I know," Luis said quietly. All bravado, all teasing gone from his voice. "Can we go someplace private? I want this to just be between us." "Okay."
"I'm waiting," she said. As she killed the ignition. Luis opened his car door. Stepping out onto the sand. Walking over to her side of the car and opening her door for her. Holding out his hand. He was rewarded by the feeling of her smaller hand in his, and he exhaled in relief. At least he knew she didn't totally hate him. "What Hank said was true," he said quietly. When they stood at the shore's edge. The waves lapping at their feet. "I have hated your family for a long time, Sheridan. I still don't think highly of them," he said. Tipping her chin up with his fingers. "But.that doesn't change the way I feel about you. Please. Believe me when I say this. I really like you," he said. A smile lighting up his handsome features. "At first I tried to fight it. But then I realized how silly I was being. You're a wonderful person, Sheridan Crane," he said seriously. "And I want to get to know you better," he smiled. "Much better," he revealed. Grinning at her broadly. "I've only known you for a few weeks. But I think you're amazing. Don't let a stupid comment stand in our way," he pleaded. "Please," he pouted. Giving her his best puppy dog face.
She was powerless to resist him. She felt in her heart that he was being straight with her. Plus, she really, really liked him, too. Very much so. The tiniest of smiles began to blossom on her face. And the sparkle returned to her eyes. "I don't know," she said slowly. Watching as his face fell. "But I might be persuaded. Maybe you can make it up to me," she said. Laughter tinging her voice. "But first.you'll have to catch me," she said with a smile. And Luis watched in amusement as she took off flying down the beachside. She giggled as he caught up to her and threw her over his shoulder. "Luis! No! Don't you dare!" she squealed as he walked out into the waves. Holding her loosely in his arms. "Catch you? Catch you? Now that I caught you, just what am I going to do with you?" he teased. Laughing as she sputtered when the waves' spray hit her in the face. "Luis! The water's cold," she cried. "Aww," he mocked.
"Is that right?" he said. Loosening his grip and letting her slip a little. "Luis!" she shrieked as he lost his footing.
"Argh! I'm going to get you back for this," she shivered. Splashing him in the face when they come back up. Gasping for air. He grabbed her close. Pulling her against him. "Not before I do this," he whispered. And all thoughts of revenge flew out of Sheridan's mind as he kissed her senseless. And the funny thing was.she wasn't even cold anymore.
Chapter 19
Luis tangled his hands in Sheridan's wet hair. Angling his mouth over hers. Grinning against her lips at her soft moan of pleasure. He pulled back. To look at her. "Still want to get me back," he whispered. "Because I know the perfect way you can do it," he teased. Tracing her swollen lips lightly with his thumb. "Wow," he laughed. "The lady's speechless." And so was he. When she opened those amazing blue eyes and stared at him. A breathtaking smile taking over her entire face as she shakily said, "That was.where'd you.oh my god." "Ditto," Luis smirked. Leaning forward and capturing her lips with his once more. And Sheridan clung to him as he kissed her even more deeply than before. They broke apart. Breathless. "Luis." she gasped. Her blue eyes sparkling. "Ever hear of a simple kiss on the cheek? Moving a little fast there, Officer," she laughed as he molded her body to his. Again. Running his hands up and down her back. She shivered. And suddenly he remembered where they were. What they had left behind. "We better get back before Kay calls 9-1-1," he whispered. Twining his fingers with hers and tugging her forward. "Yeah. We better," she said softly.
The drive back to the Lopez-Fitzgerald house was filled with silence and meaningful, stolen glances at each other. Sheridan didn't know how she found the strength to keep from pulling over on the side of the road and mauling the man. Especially when he kept giving her that sexy grin of his. "We're here," she announced. Instantly feeling silly for saying such an inane thing. Of course, Luis knows we're here. He lives here. Deep breath. Calm those hormones of yours down, girl. She let out a tiny squeak of surprise when her car door opened, and there stood Luis. She slipped her hand in his. Praying he couldn't hear the way her heart was pounding from the simple gesture.
"Welcome to Hell," Kay muttered. Pulling the door open before Luis could lay a hand on the knob. "Sorry I can't stick around, Ms. Crane. And find out exactly what happened," she said with a suspicious smile. Looking them both up and down from head to toe. "But I've had enough of this freak show. Thank you very much," she said. Passing by with a wave of her hand. A camera dangling from around her neck.
Sheridan laughed. A puzzled smile on her face. "Hell, huh? It can't be THAT bad." "Let's go find out," Luis suggested. Leading the way to Theresa's bedroom. Muffled laughter could be heard from inside. "Shh," he said. A finger to his lips as he eased the door open. And peeked inside. "What?" Sheridan whispered. Seeing his wide brown eyes dancing with humor. "You have to see it to believe it," Luis chuckled. "Ethan Crane!" Sheridan shrieked in disbelief. "What is going on here?" Miguel shook with laughter in the corner, and Whitney had her arms crossed. Her foot tapping in irritation. "Luis!" Theresa squealed. Her dark brown eyes glassy and bright. "Come in. You and Ms. Crane can join in on the fun. Right, Ethan?" she giggled. Her mascara brush poised in the air. "Yeah, Aunt Sweridun," Ethan slurred. With a dopy smile. "I feel swo bad for teasing you," he said. "Dwess up's not dumb. It's fun. Isn't it, Twesa?" "Man," Luis laughed. "Poor guy's never going to live this down. What did your mother give them, Whitney?" Whitney just shrugged her shoulders. "Ethan," Sheridan sighed. Seeing his brightly painted red toenails. "Dear nephew of mine. You should be SO thankful no one in this room has a cam.oh god," she groaned. Covering her face with her hands. Remembering the camera around Kay's neck. She couldn't help but laugh. The girl was PRICELESS. "Wouldn't the tabloids love those pictures?" she mused.
Later.after she had successfully coaxed Ethan back into his OWN clothes and wiped his face clear of ALL traces of make-up.she stood at Luis's front door. Ready to leave. Disappointment gracing her features as she eavesdropped on his conversation with Sam Bennett. The Chief of Police. He wouldn't make their date tonight, it seemed. He was being called into work. And she knew how much the money meant to his family so she wouldn't try to convince him otherwise. "I'm sorry," he apologized. "That's okay," she said softly. "Another time, maybe," she said with a hopeful smile. "Definitely another time," he grinned. Taking her hand in his and playing with the ring on her finger. "I promise it'll be worth the wait," he boasted. And she smiled at him. Only he could get away with that statement, she thought. Any other man she would have labeled arrogant. "It better," she teased. Her blue eyes dancing. She would have kissed him right then and there had Whitney and Miguel not been watching. With much interest she might add. "Come on, Ethan," she said. Taking his hand and nudging him out the front door.
"WAIT!" a voice that could only belong to Theresa yelled frantically. "Here," she said. Proudly presenting Ethan with.a teddy bear?!?! Sheridan rolled her eyes before she could stop herself. Her twenty-four-year-old nephew. A graduate of Harvard Law School. With a teddy bear. She wouldn't have been at all surprised if Theresa slipped him a note that said "Do you like me? Check yes or no" next. "Bye, Ethan," Theresa gushed dreamily. "I know you'll take the best care of E.J. I named him after y." Luis shut her up with a hand over her mouth. "I think it's best if you got Ethan home and into bed. He looks a little green around the gills," he said with a nod of his head. As if to prove his point.Ethan grabbed his head with his hands and in a weak voice said, "I'm getting a l'il dizzy, Aunt Sweridun. Take me home. Pwease." "Like I said," Luis chuckled. "The poor guy's never going to live it down." Especially not if Kay had anything to do about it, Sheridan thought with a smile. Ethan wouldn't be forgetting this 'experience' any time soon.
Chapter 20
"Kay Bennett! What on earth are you doing wearing that sweater? Don't tell me you're cold," Simone said. Kay just laughed at her. "No, I'm not cold, Simone. This is all part of the plan I told you about. Over the phone. Oh forget it. You've been spending WAY too much time at my house. I think my parents are rubbing off on you." "Huh?" Simone asked. Looking at her best friend curiously. It's true. She HAS been hanging around my house too much. I'm the only smart person in my family. And Harmony IS the Twilight Zone. Come to think of it.her dad kind of reminded her of the Scarecrow in the Wizard of Oz. She giggled at the thought. What would that make Mom, she wondered. The Cowardly Lion? Nah. More like Betty Crocker on crack. "What's so funny Kay?" Simone asked in exasperation. "Nothing," Kay sighed. Absolutely nothing. Today was going to be perfect. Just perfect. She could feel it in her bones. Well.except for one tiny detail. Where was Miguel?
A gigantic smile lit up her face when he stepped inside the room just seconds later. But then Luis followed behind him. And she had to rub her eyes to make sure she wasn't seeing things. "Simone," she hissed. "What's Luis doing here?" "I dunno," Simone shrugged. "Looks like Ms. Crane doesn't either," Kay smirked. Totally enjoying how flustered their French teacher got when she saw Miguel's brother. Then she remembered the way they looked yesterday. Clingy, wet clothes and guilty smiles. Something was definitely going on there. "Uh oh. Trouble in paradise," she muttered. As Ms. Crane ushered Luis outside into the hall. Oh to be a fly on that wall. "Miguel," she heard Reese say. "What's your brother doing here?" "You know that little lecture we get on safety every year?" Miguel asked. "Yeah. Why?" Reese asked. Pushing his glasses back on his nose. "Luis got drafted for it this time." Oh great, Kay thought in disgust. When Ms. Crane came back inside. With Luis. And about twenty other students. Including the Lethal Weapon and the Ice Princess. What good was Theresa with one arm? The girl was actually scarier that way.
No, no, no, no!!!! Go away, she pleaded as Theresa neared her desk. I don't want you. Nobody ever listened to her anyway. Life was so NOT fair. Theresa wedged herself in the seat beside Kay. And she had to duck to avoid being knocked out cold by that hideous piece of plaster on Theresa's arm. She stared in morbid fascination as the various versions of Ethan Crane's name scrawled on the cast. One signature the real deal. Surrounded by a heart. Gag me, she thought. Glancing up to meet Theresa's face. Good lord. The girl looked like she had a hang-over. She stuck her tongue out at Whitney when she saw her glaring back at her. Whitney could shove that tennis racket."Ahem," she heard Ms. Crane clear her throat. "There will be NO regular class today. Instead.Officer Lopez-Fitzgerald," she said with a nervous smile cast in Luis's direction, "is here to teach you a few tips that can save lives. Luis.um, Officer."
Theresa giggled. Turning to her to whisper, "It's FATE. Luis and Ms. Crane are made for each other. Maybe they'll invite you to the wedding, Kay," she sighed. Shifting in the desk and elbowing Kay in the ribs. HARD. Simone turned around in her seat when she heard a low growling noise. Glaring at her. "Kay," she hissed. "Okay," Luis said. Clapping his hands together. "I need a volunteer to help me. Any takers?" he asked. With a rather sexy grin, Kay had to admit. Hmm. Maybe she should just forget about Miguel and go after Luis. Before the words were even out of Luis's mouth.more than 75% of the girls in the room had raised their hands. Luis laughed nervously. Looking to Ms. Crane for help. And finding it. "I'll help," she said softly. And damn if they didn't both blush in embarrassment as Luis placed his arms around Ms. Crane. Demonstrating the heimlech maneuver. The entire class watched. Fascinated. This was better than HBO.
"Um.any questions?" Luis practically stuttered. Finally looking somewhere besides Ms. Crane's eyes. Kay rolled her eyes as Reese's hand automatically shot up. "Actually," Reese began. In true smart-aleck fashion. "You're doing it all wrong, Officer. Kay. If you might help me demonstrate," Reese said. Getting to his feet. Not on your life, she thought. But for once.God bless her.Theresa actually saved the day for her. Volunteering to help Reese out. She just knew Ms. Crane would report ALL to Ethan. After all, she reasoned. She was certain they talked about her all the time. Especially after the wonderful fun they had together yesterday. Too bad she forgot one tiny little detail, Kay thought. As the wad of bubblegum she'd been smacking on the entire morning-to her extreme irritation-shot out of her mouth and across the room. Hitting Charity square in the face. Go Theresa, she thought. Maybe you're not USELESS.
After Theresa had apologized profusely, Luis took over again. She looked around the room. All the girls were drooling-typical, and all the guys were snoring. That is until they heard the magic words. I know he's not. He is so NOT going to teach us how to do.oh my god, he IS. "Yeah," she heard one of the guys behind her leer. "Now this is good. Mouth to mouth." Boy was he wrong. Everytime Luis leaned in close to pretend to give Ms. Crane mouth to mouth, she burst into a fit of laughter. The whole class was cracking up with her by the time the bell rang. She grabbed her books and set her plan in motion. The sweater was gone. And emblazoned across the white tee she wore was Ethan Crane in all his cross-dressing glory. Eat this, Theresa.
