REFLECTIONS
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: 25 years
Feedback: yes Quasi9@msn.com
CHAPTER 09
"All Monday I agonized over the dilemma Malcolm put me in, I was so furious at times with him then I would smile because I knew he meant well."
"Did you call Dad?" Raquel asked.
"No, I chicken out that night. I had no clue as to how to ask him. He was very intimidating.
"And he's not now? I really dread the day, I bring a man to meet Dad."
"Oh, sweetie, you know he's a pushover when you get down to it."
"Yeah, but still we know that but most strangers don't! So did you ever ask him?"
Samantha thought back to that time and said, "Yes."
She didn't sleep all that night, how in the hell was she going to ask him to this stupid, boring, function was beyond her.
"Good Morning Sunshine!" Malcolm greeted her.
"Morning." She replied.
"Are you still upset with me about yesterday?"
"No, but I have no idea how I am going to ask him and what if he says no? Then I am really up the creek."
"Just ask him to be an escort for that evening."
"That sounds like I need a gigolo!"
"Maybe that is what you need, never thought about that!"
Samantha rolled her eyes and said, "I have rounds to do."
Tuesday was uneventful at the hospital, so she was able to get home at a normal hour. She had stopped and picked up supper before she went home. All through dinner, she had given a lot of thought of how she could ask him. Every one sounded stupider then the one before.
She just decided to do it without any rehearsal, picked up his card from the counter and dialed the number.
"Donovan." He answered.
He had an incredible sexy voice, which made her panic and say nothing.
"Donovan." He said again.
Samantha regained her composure and said, "Agent Donovan, this is Dr. Walkman."
"What a pleasant surprise. How are you?"
"Fine and you?"
"Not bad. I hope this phone call means you've changed your mind."
Ok she thought, it's show time said, "I'm calling because I need a favor."
"And I'm flattered that I can possibly help out. What do you need?"
"I need an escort to a mandatory hospital function this Friday night." There she has said it in one breath.
"Really, this is a first for me a male escort. You know usually an escort comes with a price."
She closed her eyes and said, "What would it cost me for you to do this?"
"Dr. Walkman, I am a Federal Agent that you are trying to solicit, that could land you in jail."
"No, I asked for a favor, you put a price tag on it." He laughed which he realized he hadn't done in a very long time. "Tell me about this function."
Samantha explained leaving out the part that Susan and Malcolm was involved in, and then waited for his polite refusal.
"Ok, I'm game you got yourself an escort."
She was expecting him to decline and was unprepared when he accepted. "Samantha are you there?"
"Ah yes, now the question is what is it going to cost me?"
"I let you know after we attend this function."
"Frank, there's one more thing." She hesitated and then said, "It's a black tie affair. If you need to rent clothes for the evening, I'll pay for it."
"Don't worry, I'll take care of that and don't worry I won't embarrass you."
"The thought never entered my mind."
"Good, I'll get back to you in a couple of days to confirm." He said.
"Thanks."
"Don't thank me yet, you may not like me after you see what this may cost. Night." He hung up the phone.
Raquel said, "How special, you had to know then that Dad was smitten with you."
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: 25 years
Feedback: yes Quasi9@msn.com
CHAPTER 09
"All Monday I agonized over the dilemma Malcolm put me in, I was so furious at times with him then I would smile because I knew he meant well."
"Did you call Dad?" Raquel asked.
"No, I chicken out that night. I had no clue as to how to ask him. He was very intimidating.
"And he's not now? I really dread the day, I bring a man to meet Dad."
"Oh, sweetie, you know he's a pushover when you get down to it."
"Yeah, but still we know that but most strangers don't! So did you ever ask him?"
Samantha thought back to that time and said, "Yes."
She didn't sleep all that night, how in the hell was she going to ask him to this stupid, boring, function was beyond her.
"Good Morning Sunshine!" Malcolm greeted her.
"Morning." She replied.
"Are you still upset with me about yesterday?"
"No, but I have no idea how I am going to ask him and what if he says no? Then I am really up the creek."
"Just ask him to be an escort for that evening."
"That sounds like I need a gigolo!"
"Maybe that is what you need, never thought about that!"
Samantha rolled her eyes and said, "I have rounds to do."
Tuesday was uneventful at the hospital, so she was able to get home at a normal hour. She had stopped and picked up supper before she went home. All through dinner, she had given a lot of thought of how she could ask him. Every one sounded stupider then the one before.
She just decided to do it without any rehearsal, picked up his card from the counter and dialed the number.
"Donovan." He answered.
He had an incredible sexy voice, which made her panic and say nothing.
"Donovan." He said again.
Samantha regained her composure and said, "Agent Donovan, this is Dr. Walkman."
"What a pleasant surprise. How are you?"
"Fine and you?"
"Not bad. I hope this phone call means you've changed your mind."
Ok she thought, it's show time said, "I'm calling because I need a favor."
"And I'm flattered that I can possibly help out. What do you need?"
"I need an escort to a mandatory hospital function this Friday night." There she has said it in one breath.
"Really, this is a first for me a male escort. You know usually an escort comes with a price."
She closed her eyes and said, "What would it cost me for you to do this?"
"Dr. Walkman, I am a Federal Agent that you are trying to solicit, that could land you in jail."
"No, I asked for a favor, you put a price tag on it." He laughed which he realized he hadn't done in a very long time. "Tell me about this function."
Samantha explained leaving out the part that Susan and Malcolm was involved in, and then waited for his polite refusal.
"Ok, I'm game you got yourself an escort."
She was expecting him to decline and was unprepared when he accepted. "Samantha are you there?"
"Ah yes, now the question is what is it going to cost me?"
"I let you know after we attend this function."
"Frank, there's one more thing." She hesitated and then said, "It's a black tie affair. If you need to rent clothes for the evening, I'll pay for it."
"Don't worry, I'll take care of that and don't worry I won't embarrass you."
"The thought never entered my mind."
"Good, I'll get back to you in a couple of days to confirm." He said.
"Thanks."
"Don't thank me yet, you may not like me after you see what this may cost. Night." He hung up the phone.
Raquel said, "How special, you had to know then that Dad was smitten with you."