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 10
"After Jake got discharged, I didn't have any idea if I would see or hear from your mother anymore. Then the following Monday, she calls me and asked me to be her escort to a black tie affair that she had to go to." Frank laughed when he thought about his 'date' with her.
"I had confirmed the night before that we were still attending this function and made plans for her to pick me up."
Samantha was nervous all day Friday about the 'date' she had set up, she hoped it would not cost her too much. She was to pick Frank up at his penthouse at 6 pm to make the gala by 7pm. He was waiting in the parking garage for her.
She pulled up to Frank and got out of the car as he walked up to her, "Nice beamer."
"Would you like to drive?"
"Give me directions." He said as he opened the passenger door for her.
She got in and gave him the directions, they rode in silence for the longest time until he asked, "Is there anything special I need to know or do tonight?"
"No, no I'll have to mingle but you will be by my side right?"
"Your wish is my command after all I am your escort." He said grinning.
He made it sound so sexual, that it sent a shiver down her spine; she had to be careful with this one.
They arrived at the country club where it was being held and let the valet take the car. He escorted her in where she was greeted by Malcolm and Susan.
Susan said, "Sam, I'm so glad you're here and who is your guest?"
Samantha hated when she called her Sam, but smile and said, "Dr. Sullivan, this is Mr. Donovan."
Susan extended her hand and said, "It's nice to meet you." Turning to Samantha she said, "I was skeptical when Malcolm said you were bringing a guest, but we must talk later as to how you were keeping him under wraps."
Malcolm took the cue and said, "Please enjoy yourselves." He motioned them into the room but before Samantha could escape Malcolm whispered in her ear they would talk on Monday.
Samantha made her way through the crowd networking with Frank by side. She thought this really must be boring for him, but he didn't seem to mind.
Frank could see why she hated to go to these functions especially by herself. The first chance they got, they stepped out for some fresh air.
"Is it my imagination or do you feel as miserable as you look?" Frank asked.
"That noticeable, huh?"
"Yeah, I didn't realize that you were Assistant Chief of Surgery."
She shook her head, "That's why I have to attend most of these functions. They stare at me when I came solo and now that I have a guest, I'm still getting stared at! Go figure."
"Maybe, because they are jealous of the fine looking man you're with."
"We are arrogant aren't we?"
"No, just confidant. How much longer do we have to stay?"
"About another half hour."
Frank didn't miss the time; at the half hour he was escorting her out door as she was saying her good nights. Fifteen minutes later, they were on the road.
Samantha had a pleasurable evening but the drive to Frank's penthouse was nerve wrecking. She couldn't carry on polite conversation, because her mind knew that the time had come for her to pay the price of his 'service'.
As they got closer, she decided to approach the subject, "Well, you have had time to evaluate the evening. What is it going to cost me?"
"I haven't made up my mind yet."
"Oh, don't keep me in suspense. I'm sure you have something up your sleeve."
"We had a business deal."
"Just keep in mind, who is the one that's has to pay."
"I definitely am." He said as he pulled into the parking garage.
He parked, left the keys in the ignition and got out. Samantha got out also and came around to the driver's side, leaned up against the car waiting.
He closed the space between him and took her hands, when he did that he immediately felt her stiffen. He stood there for a minute, looking into her eyes to read her, but she lowered her head.
"I can't make up my mind, so it's going to cost you two things."
She looked up at him said, "Two things!!!"
"Don't get your feathers in a ruffle, it will be painless."
"Painless for who?"
"The first one is I want to take you out tomorrow night to have some real fun."
"Need I remind you, I don't do dates?"
He smiled, "Practice makes perfect."
"What's the second?" Hoping it would be easier than the first.
He leaned closer where his mouth was just about touching hers, "A kiss good night."
Panic and fear flashed in her eyes, which Frank did not miss. He could tell with her body and eyes that it terrified her to the core, so he backed up.
"Ok, maybe that's not a good idea. Let's just stay with the first one."
Samantha swallowed hard and said, "A deal is a deal." She moved into him, pulled her hands away from him putting them around his neck and brought her lips to his.
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 10
"After Jake got discharged, I didn't have any idea if I would see or hear from your mother anymore. Then the following Monday, she calls me and asked me to be her escort to a black tie affair that she had to go to." Frank laughed when he thought about his 'date' with her.
"I had confirmed the night before that we were still attending this function and made plans for her to pick me up."
Samantha was nervous all day Friday about the 'date' she had set up, she hoped it would not cost her too much. She was to pick Frank up at his penthouse at 6 pm to make the gala by 7pm. He was waiting in the parking garage for her.
She pulled up to Frank and got out of the car as he walked up to her, "Nice beamer."
"Would you like to drive?"
"Give me directions." He said as he opened the passenger door for her.
She got in and gave him the directions, they rode in silence for the longest time until he asked, "Is there anything special I need to know or do tonight?"
"No, no I'll have to mingle but you will be by my side right?"
"Your wish is my command after all I am your escort." He said grinning.
He made it sound so sexual, that it sent a shiver down her spine; she had to be careful with this one.
They arrived at the country club where it was being held and let the valet take the car. He escorted her in where she was greeted by Malcolm and Susan.
Susan said, "Sam, I'm so glad you're here and who is your guest?"
Samantha hated when she called her Sam, but smile and said, "Dr. Sullivan, this is Mr. Donovan."
Susan extended her hand and said, "It's nice to meet you." Turning to Samantha she said, "I was skeptical when Malcolm said you were bringing a guest, but we must talk later as to how you were keeping him under wraps."
Malcolm took the cue and said, "Please enjoy yourselves." He motioned them into the room but before Samantha could escape Malcolm whispered in her ear they would talk on Monday.
Samantha made her way through the crowd networking with Frank by side. She thought this really must be boring for him, but he didn't seem to mind.
Frank could see why she hated to go to these functions especially by herself. The first chance they got, they stepped out for some fresh air.
"Is it my imagination or do you feel as miserable as you look?" Frank asked.
"That noticeable, huh?"
"Yeah, I didn't realize that you were Assistant Chief of Surgery."
She shook her head, "That's why I have to attend most of these functions. They stare at me when I came solo and now that I have a guest, I'm still getting stared at! Go figure."
"Maybe, because they are jealous of the fine looking man you're with."
"We are arrogant aren't we?"
"No, just confidant. How much longer do we have to stay?"
"About another half hour."
Frank didn't miss the time; at the half hour he was escorting her out door as she was saying her good nights. Fifteen minutes later, they were on the road.
Samantha had a pleasurable evening but the drive to Frank's penthouse was nerve wrecking. She couldn't carry on polite conversation, because her mind knew that the time had come for her to pay the price of his 'service'.
As they got closer, she decided to approach the subject, "Well, you have had time to evaluate the evening. What is it going to cost me?"
"I haven't made up my mind yet."
"Oh, don't keep me in suspense. I'm sure you have something up your sleeve."
"We had a business deal."
"Just keep in mind, who is the one that's has to pay."
"I definitely am." He said as he pulled into the parking garage.
He parked, left the keys in the ignition and got out. Samantha got out also and came around to the driver's side, leaned up against the car waiting.
He closed the space between him and took her hands, when he did that he immediately felt her stiffen. He stood there for a minute, looking into her eyes to read her, but she lowered her head.
"I can't make up my mind, so it's going to cost you two things."
She looked up at him said, "Two things!!!"
"Don't get your feathers in a ruffle, it will be painless."
"Painless for who?"
"The first one is I want to take you out tomorrow night to have some real fun."
"Need I remind you, I don't do dates?"
He smiled, "Practice makes perfect."
"What's the second?" Hoping it would be easier than the first.
He leaned closer where his mouth was just about touching hers, "A kiss good night."
Panic and fear flashed in her eyes, which Frank did not miss. He could tell with her body and eyes that it terrified her to the core, so he backed up.
"Ok, maybe that's not a good idea. Let's just stay with the first one."
Samantha swallowed hard and said, "A deal is a deal." She moved into him, pulled her hands away from him putting them around his neck and brought her lips to his.