Vaughn smelt something odd in the air. He told Matt that he smelt
something…burning.
"I do too," Francie added.
"OH CRAP!" he dashed to the kitchen. "OUR FOOD!"
"What about our food?" Francie said fearfully.
"It's burnt to a crisp," Matt walked out his head hanging low.
They chuckled over the fiasco and they all decided that they would go out and eat. Their food would be a bad little
boy's Christmas gift. Francie went into the kitchen to help clean up the mess, leaving Syd and Vaughn alone.
They each smiled at how fast Francie jumped at the chance to help Matt clean up before they left, leaving the new
"acquaintances" all by their lonesome. When Francie was out the living room and into the kitchen, Vaughn went to close
the door.
"Sydney," his voice sounded husky and his eyes darkened.
"Vaughn," she halted briefly. "Or should I say Michael. You were set up too?"
"Yes, and quite coincidentally our good friends know each other."
"Vaughn, should…is this all right. Or do we have to stop this right now?" she queried.
"I shouldn't be here. But…how was I suppose to know it was going to be you."
"I know!" she looks at Vaughn curiously. "Do you not want to do this?" her heart hoping for a no.
"No, I don't!" he said a little abruptly.
"Oh," her cheeks started to burn.
"If either suspects the slightest. We're done."
"I know," she looks at her hand.
"That's why we have to do this quickly."
Syd searched for the real answers in Vaughn's eyes, and knew in her heart he wasn't telling the real truth.
Vaughn didn't want to say that, but had too. He was showing too much of his true feelings for her and knew he should
stop. His heart though was urging him to come out from his shell and show his true colors. He just wanted to kiss those
lips and give her his real answer. The part that wanted to be her "safe," like the necklace he gave her. It fitted her so
much. The beauty, the radiance, magical.
"Vaughn," she started to say.
"No, wait! Syd that's not what I really want, it's just," he stopped when Matt and Francie cam in ready and willing to
leave.
"Let's go!" Francie chirped. She looked from Vaughn to Syd and asked. "Did I interrupt something?"
"No, just discussing about non-important stuff." Vaughn said as Syd resentfully agreed.
"Great! Let's go! We'll walk. I know this great restaurant, it's only two blocks away," Matt said as they promenaded out
the door.
"I do too," Francie added.
"OH CRAP!" he dashed to the kitchen. "OUR FOOD!"
"What about our food?" Francie said fearfully.
"It's burnt to a crisp," Matt walked out his head hanging low.
They chuckled over the fiasco and they all decided that they would go out and eat. Their food would be a bad little
boy's Christmas gift. Francie went into the kitchen to help clean up the mess, leaving Syd and Vaughn alone.
They each smiled at how fast Francie jumped at the chance to help Matt clean up before they left, leaving the new
"acquaintances" all by their lonesome. When Francie was out the living room and into the kitchen, Vaughn went to close
the door.
"Sydney," his voice sounded husky and his eyes darkened.
"Vaughn," she halted briefly. "Or should I say Michael. You were set up too?"
"Yes, and quite coincidentally our good friends know each other."
"Vaughn, should…is this all right. Or do we have to stop this right now?" she queried.
"I shouldn't be here. But…how was I suppose to know it was going to be you."
"I know!" she looks at Vaughn curiously. "Do you not want to do this?" her heart hoping for a no.
"No, I don't!" he said a little abruptly.
"Oh," her cheeks started to burn.
"If either suspects the slightest. We're done."
"I know," she looks at her hand.
"That's why we have to do this quickly."
Syd searched for the real answers in Vaughn's eyes, and knew in her heart he wasn't telling the real truth.
Vaughn didn't want to say that, but had too. He was showing too much of his true feelings for her and knew he should
stop. His heart though was urging him to come out from his shell and show his true colors. He just wanted to kiss those
lips and give her his real answer. The part that wanted to be her "safe," like the necklace he gave her. It fitted her so
much. The beauty, the radiance, magical.
"Vaughn," she started to say.
"No, wait! Syd that's not what I really want, it's just," he stopped when Matt and Francie cam in ready and willing to
leave.
"Let's go!" Francie chirped. She looked from Vaughn to Syd and asked. "Did I interrupt something?"
"No, just discussing about non-important stuff." Vaughn said as Syd resentfully agreed.
"Great! Let's go! We'll walk. I know this great restaurant, it's only two blocks away," Matt said as they promenaded out
the door.