He turned a corner and suddenly felt lost. He couldn't remember where he
was. He wished Sharona were with him, she always knew what to do.
He opened a door and walked out into intensely bright light. He fumbled around and suddenly heard loud cheering and music.
He realized he had walked out on stage! Right up to the edge in fact. He squinted looking in front of him, the crowd . . . it appeared was cheering for him to jump? He scrambled backwards and lost his footing as he tripped over amp wires. He fell right into the arms of the crowd. Luckily they caught him and he found himself flung on his back.
"W-what's going on??" He yelped, "Put me down!. . .PLEASE?" He squeaked timidly.
The crowd continued surfing him out further.
Monk started shivering, all those hands touching him, all the germs. He screamed but everyone thought he was screaming for fun and shouted with him. Finally he reached the end of the crowd and they flung him down to the floor.
He fell to his knees whimpering and when he stood up he saw Sharona standing in front of him.
"Oh thank God!" He flung his arms around her in a tight hug, his cheek against her chest.
"Adrian! Are you ok?" Sharona asked overwhelmed slightly that he was hugging her. He refused to pull away. "I told Stottlemeyer to come when I couldn't find you and - is that an earring??" She asked astonished as she stared at his ear.
He reluctantly pulled away from her, "Um well. . . you see I was tricked into it and actually it's fake-"
"I think it's. . ." Sharona paused as she searched for the right word, " SEXY. . . really sexy." She said eyeing him with a gaze he had seen her give other men before but. . .never HIM. He felt a flush in his cheeks as she stared him down. He liked the way she was looking at him. It was different but. . . he knew he wouldn't mind seeing THAT look more often.
He smiled shyly, "Y-you like it? I was going to take it out."
"Oh no, don't!" Sharona protested gently touching it.
Monk felt a shiver go from his neck to his toes when she gently caressed his ear. "Hh. . . okay," he replied breathily.
"You'll have to tell me the whole story later," Sharona grinned, "I'm anxious to know how THIS happened. . . and I," She shook her head, ". . . I thought I saw you crowd-surfing. . .?"
"Um-yes. . .that might have been me," Monk replied looking down at the ground.
"Well you always surprise me Adrian, anyways the Captain wants us to meet him outside."
"Ok, I uh got a break in the case," Monk told her, "It turns out. . ." and he proceeded to explain to her about Wink 242's involvement.
"Wow, good job," Sharona said as they walked to the doors. She put an arm around his broad shoulders, "Ya know, you really seem to be getting better these days. With your. . . . you know-"
Monk nodded, "I know. My gift. . . curse."
"Right." Sharona paused in front of the indoor ticket window. "I can't get over this earring," she said eyeing him again, "It really is a good look for you. Even if it is fake."
Monk blushed.
"Oh my gosh, did you just blush? Was that a blush I saw?" She asked amazed.
"Of. . . of course not," Adrian replied embarrassed.
Sharona moved in closer to him and Monk was instantly aware of it. He suddenly felt warm all over.
"Do you uh. . . do you mind if I kiss you?" Sharona blurted out.
"NO, of course not!" Monk said eagerly without thinking, "Wait uh a second. . . uh. . . I mean why?. . .and WHAT?" He asked astonished.
"Well it's . . .it's just. . ." Sharona began with difficulty. Monk had never seen her act like this before and he was quite intrigued.
"What?" He replied softly gazing into her blues.
"It's just that-I feel like it's one of those moments where you just act so. . . HOT" she said with bravery, "and I feel like it might not happen again because you'll annoy me in the next two minutes probably and um I want to savor it and. . . you know, kiss you. If of course you wouldn't mind. Which you probably would because you freak out over something as little as shaking hands so uh. . . never mind then. . ." She trailed off.
"But not yours, Sharona" he said and the husky low tone in his voice gave her chills.
"What? You mean my hands?"
"Yes. I don't flinch from your hands, nor do I need a wet wipe after holding them," he pointed out.
Sharona blinked, "Oh yeah. That's true."
"I wouldn't. . .uh mind, you know. To uh do what you said before."
"Mind what?. . .Oh right! The kiss. Well. . . uh," she stared at him for a moment that she was having this kind of conversation with Adrian Monk. She just knew that this insanely loud music had gone to her head, making her crazy enough to request of all things, a KISS from Adrian.
Surprisingly he took the initiative. He put an arm around her shoulders and tried to pull her in.
"No. . .wait, that's not right," he pulled away and then put both arms around her in an embrace and tried again.
"No, no that's not good either," he pulled back again feeling flustered. Sharona watched him with amusement.
Monk thought for a moment.
"Uh ok, I got it." He slipped a hand underneath her hair, behind her neck. Sharona drew in a sharp breath. Wow. His hand felt so good against her skin.
He pulled her head gently towards his and kissed her softly. He quickly pulled away, pursing his lips together and looking off.
"That. . . that was really nice Adrian." Sharona said feeling a little light-headed.
He turned to face her, "Yeah. . . can . . .can I do it again?"
Sharona's heart fluttered, "Um. . .ok."
Adrian pulled her close again and this time he took his time, giving her the most beautiful kiss she had ever had. His lips melted into hers as they intensified the kiss more passionately.
He felt so much for Sharona. She was. . . SO beautiful. She knew him inside and out. And she actually wanted to hang around him. She was a GEAT kisser as well.
When they pulled away they both felt the air between them had changed.
Monk slipped his hand in hers as she gave him a smile that melted him and he went to reach for the door handle when suddenly a group of four guys came up behind them and Sharona screamed as they roughly pulled her towards them.
He opened a door and walked out into intensely bright light. He fumbled around and suddenly heard loud cheering and music.
He realized he had walked out on stage! Right up to the edge in fact. He squinted looking in front of him, the crowd . . . it appeared was cheering for him to jump? He scrambled backwards and lost his footing as he tripped over amp wires. He fell right into the arms of the crowd. Luckily they caught him and he found himself flung on his back.
"W-what's going on??" He yelped, "Put me down!. . .PLEASE?" He squeaked timidly.
The crowd continued surfing him out further.
Monk started shivering, all those hands touching him, all the germs. He screamed but everyone thought he was screaming for fun and shouted with him. Finally he reached the end of the crowd and they flung him down to the floor.
He fell to his knees whimpering and when he stood up he saw Sharona standing in front of him.
"Oh thank God!" He flung his arms around her in a tight hug, his cheek against her chest.
"Adrian! Are you ok?" Sharona asked overwhelmed slightly that he was hugging her. He refused to pull away. "I told Stottlemeyer to come when I couldn't find you and - is that an earring??" She asked astonished as she stared at his ear.
He reluctantly pulled away from her, "Um well. . . you see I was tricked into it and actually it's fake-"
"I think it's. . ." Sharona paused as she searched for the right word, " SEXY. . . really sexy." She said eyeing him with a gaze he had seen her give other men before but. . .never HIM. He felt a flush in his cheeks as she stared him down. He liked the way she was looking at him. It was different but. . . he knew he wouldn't mind seeing THAT look more often.
He smiled shyly, "Y-you like it? I was going to take it out."
"Oh no, don't!" Sharona protested gently touching it.
Monk felt a shiver go from his neck to his toes when she gently caressed his ear. "Hh. . . okay," he replied breathily.
"You'll have to tell me the whole story later," Sharona grinned, "I'm anxious to know how THIS happened. . . and I," She shook her head, ". . . I thought I saw you crowd-surfing. . .?"
"Um-yes. . .that might have been me," Monk replied looking down at the ground.
"Well you always surprise me Adrian, anyways the Captain wants us to meet him outside."
"Ok, I uh got a break in the case," Monk told her, "It turns out. . ." and he proceeded to explain to her about Wink 242's involvement.
"Wow, good job," Sharona said as they walked to the doors. She put an arm around his broad shoulders, "Ya know, you really seem to be getting better these days. With your. . . . you know-"
Monk nodded, "I know. My gift. . . curse."
"Right." Sharona paused in front of the indoor ticket window. "I can't get over this earring," she said eyeing him again, "It really is a good look for you. Even if it is fake."
Monk blushed.
"Oh my gosh, did you just blush? Was that a blush I saw?" She asked amazed.
"Of. . . of course not," Adrian replied embarrassed.
Sharona moved in closer to him and Monk was instantly aware of it. He suddenly felt warm all over.
"Do you uh. . . do you mind if I kiss you?" Sharona blurted out.
"NO, of course not!" Monk said eagerly without thinking, "Wait uh a second. . . uh. . . I mean why?. . .and WHAT?" He asked astonished.
"Well it's . . .it's just. . ." Sharona began with difficulty. Monk had never seen her act like this before and he was quite intrigued.
"What?" He replied softly gazing into her blues.
"It's just that-I feel like it's one of those moments where you just act so. . . HOT" she said with bravery, "and I feel like it might not happen again because you'll annoy me in the next two minutes probably and um I want to savor it and. . . you know, kiss you. If of course you wouldn't mind. Which you probably would because you freak out over something as little as shaking hands so uh. . . never mind then. . ." She trailed off.
"But not yours, Sharona" he said and the husky low tone in his voice gave her chills.
"What? You mean my hands?"
"Yes. I don't flinch from your hands, nor do I need a wet wipe after holding them," he pointed out.
Sharona blinked, "Oh yeah. That's true."
"I wouldn't. . .uh mind, you know. To uh do what you said before."
"Mind what?. . .Oh right! The kiss. Well. . . uh," she stared at him for a moment that she was having this kind of conversation with Adrian Monk. She just knew that this insanely loud music had gone to her head, making her crazy enough to request of all things, a KISS from Adrian.
Surprisingly he took the initiative. He put an arm around her shoulders and tried to pull her in.
"No. . .wait, that's not right," he pulled away and then put both arms around her in an embrace and tried again.
"No, no that's not good either," he pulled back again feeling flustered. Sharona watched him with amusement.
Monk thought for a moment.
"Uh ok, I got it." He slipped a hand underneath her hair, behind her neck. Sharona drew in a sharp breath. Wow. His hand felt so good against her skin.
He pulled her head gently towards his and kissed her softly. He quickly pulled away, pursing his lips together and looking off.
"That. . . that was really nice Adrian." Sharona said feeling a little light-headed.
He turned to face her, "Yeah. . . can . . .can I do it again?"
Sharona's heart fluttered, "Um. . .ok."
Adrian pulled her close again and this time he took his time, giving her the most beautiful kiss she had ever had. His lips melted into hers as they intensified the kiss more passionately.
He felt so much for Sharona. She was. . . SO beautiful. She knew him inside and out. And she actually wanted to hang around him. She was a GEAT kisser as well.
When they pulled away they both felt the air between them had changed.
Monk slipped his hand in hers as she gave him a smile that melted him and he went to reach for the door handle when suddenly a group of four guys came up behind them and Sharona screamed as they roughly pulled her towards them.