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Lizzie raised her eyebrows as she slowly brought the fork towards her lips. On her right, Tori was staring intently at Gordo, who was on Lizzie left, the pair locked in a game of miming.
Tori finally grew hungry and gave up, sticking her fork into her mouth with a satisfied grin. Lizzie smirked as she stood up and placed her plate into the dishwasher. She watched Tori's bright blue eyes dart from her food to Gordo as she tried to mask it through her long eyelashes. When the little girl began to do little more than poke her food around her place, Lizzie held out her arms. "Bath time, honey."
A squeal of excitement bubbled our of the small child's mouth as she ran for the bathroom.
Lizzie smiled and hurried behind her. After she'd run the warm water and added toys, she sat down on the floor, her sleeves pushed up then helped Tori into the water.
"Mommy," the soft voice stated.
Lizzie smiled, she loved hearing her daughter say those words. "Tori," she stated, bouncing a rubber duck towards the girl.
Tori seemed to have lost interest in what she was going to say as she reached for the duck. Lizzie continued playing water games with her, until she convinced the girl to wash her hair, then get out of the tub. She wrapped a towel around her then carried her into her room. "Duckies tonight?"
"You like duckies?" Tori questioned.
Lizzie kissed her on her cheek. "Yes I do, especially when you're in them."
Tori grinned and held her arms up. Lizzie laughed and quickly dressed her and hugged her close. She picked up the hair dryer and gently rubbed Tori's back at the slight whimper. The toddler hated this part, and would stand rigidly until it was over. Lizzie picked the towel and dropped it over her daughter's head. She vigorously and playfully rubbed her head and spun her around then pull it off to peer at the disheveled little girl. She let out a gasp when their eyes met and let the towel drop back on her head. Tori's giggles poured from her lips as she yanked the towel off her head. Lizzie laughed and gently brushed her hair out, then used the blow dryer to gently dry it.
Lizzie picked her up then carried her downstairs. Sitting her down in front of the toy box, she smiled as Tori rummaged for her favorite toy.
The phone rang, and Lizzie quickly walked into the kitchen. "Hello?"
"Hello," Miranda trilled.
"I was just about to call you."
"Really? Got something good to talk about or great minds just thinking alike?"
Lizzie glanced around the kitchen surprised realize the dishwasher had already been started and the kitchen cleaned.
"Lizzie?" Miranda repeated.
"Oh, sorry. Um, it's something important, not sure if it's good, but important." She glanced one more time around the cleaned kitchen and shook her head then walked towards the living room where she could see Tori flipping through a book.
"What's up?"
"You remember Danny Kessler right?"
"Of course," Miranda laughed. "Only one of the best looking guys in class, and your boss's son."
"Yeah, well, that's where the problem comes in," Lizzie took a deep breath as she sat down at a chair. "The magazine is celebrating the tenth year in print, and they're presenting an award, and I've won it. But that's not the important part, the important part is Danny asked me to go with him. And with him being the boss's son, it would be awful if he gets the wrong idea. But then again I wouldn't really be dating him, I'll just be going to a work function with him," she babbled.
"It doesn't really sound like a good thing," Miranda stated cautiously. "I mean, unless you like him."
"Well, I was thinking, and, I-I'll do it."
"What!?" Miranda exclaimed.
Lizzie glanced around the room and around the corner, making sure Gordo wasn't within hearing range. "Miranda, it's really hard having him around again. You know, after the accident, I thought everything was over. But I'm okay now, and Tori's okay. And I'm over David, that's why I got married in the first placed right? But having him around, it's really throwing me. I not used to having a guy around, let alone him. And I'm not going to fall for him again."
"So," Miranda stated slowly. "You're going to go out with Danny. I don't think that's the best way to do that either Lizzie. If it was such and issue why did you let him stay with you?"
"I-I don't know," Lizzie stated quickly, watching Gordo walk into the living room. "Hey, I've got to go. I'll talk to you in the morning. Bye."
"Bye."
Lizzie hung up the cordless and placed it on the table, then walked into the living room. She glanced at the clock on the wall and realized it was past Tori's bedtime. "Bedtime," she announced, kneeling down beside the little girl.
"Have to?" her small almost pleaded.
Lizzie smiled gently and nodded. "Yup, you can play tomorrow with Randa though."
Tori considered this for a moment then seemed to accept the deal, stood up and flung her arms around her mother's neck. "Night, night!" she called to Gordo as Lizzie stood up with her.
"Night," he answered softly as Lizzie carried her up the stairs. She read her a story until her eyes gently feel and her breathing deepened.
She leaned against the door, smiling at the sleeping little figure. Her fingers brushed the light switch and she went back down the stairs. She grabbed a glass of water from the kitchen then went into the living room. Gordo was still in the same spot he'd been before and she tilted her head as she stared at him as she walked into the room and sat across from him.
After a few seconds, he realized he was being watched and looked up. His stunning blue eyes locked with hers. "How did you know where to find me?"
He dropped his eyes, looking down at his feet, gently biting the inside of his lip. After several seconds he finally looked back up. "Instinct," he nodded. "You used to love this house, if we ever went out, you'd make me drive past it. And, well, you've always been able to get what you want."
Lizzie let out a soft scoff as she tucked her legs beneath her. "Except you," she muttered under her breath before she realized what she was saying. She bit down hard on her lip, ready to smack herself for saying that.
After a pause he let out a rueful laugh. "Would you want me now, a has been director, broke, and without a place to live. That wouldn't have been a good life for anyone."
"Things could have been different," Lizzie stated, part of her mind trying to drift to what could have been. She snapped her attention back to reality and looked him in the eye. "But we'll never know."
Gordo took a deep breath, one that sounded more like a deep sigh.
Lizzie's fingers traced shapes on the material of the couch and she titled her head. "So, what's your plan now?"
"I have a job interview tomorrow," he nodded.
Lizzie nodded and asked him what he would be doing. Soon the conversation was drifting to other places, they were talking about unusual topics. She felt herself double over with laughter. It was so much like old times. Just sitting without the television or radio and just talking. She quickly reminded him of one of his past movies on gym shoes, and he started laughing.
In between laughing, she managed to finish off her drink, and stood up for a refill. She glanced at the clock and felt her jaw drop. It was after one in the morning. "I've got to get to bed," she stated, surprised at the almost apologetic tone in her voice.
"Aw, come on, Cinderella, it's not that late," he teased gently.
"No, not Cinderella," she called from the kitchen. She walked to the stairs and leaned over the banister. "Late for work." With a smile, she ran up the stairs and into her room.
As she stared at the ceiling, she realized she'd never be able to sleep soon. As the darkness shrouded her, she took a deep breath, but couldn't ignore the pounding of her excited heart. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
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Lizzie raised her eyebrows as she slowly brought the fork towards her lips. On her right, Tori was staring intently at Gordo, who was on Lizzie left, the pair locked in a game of miming.
Tori finally grew hungry and gave up, sticking her fork into her mouth with a satisfied grin. Lizzie smirked as she stood up and placed her plate into the dishwasher. She watched Tori's bright blue eyes dart from her food to Gordo as she tried to mask it through her long eyelashes. When the little girl began to do little more than poke her food around her place, Lizzie held out her arms. "Bath time, honey."
A squeal of excitement bubbled our of the small child's mouth as she ran for the bathroom.
Lizzie smiled and hurried behind her. After she'd run the warm water and added toys, she sat down on the floor, her sleeves pushed up then helped Tori into the water.
"Mommy," the soft voice stated.
Lizzie smiled, she loved hearing her daughter say those words. "Tori," she stated, bouncing a rubber duck towards the girl.
Tori seemed to have lost interest in what she was going to say as she reached for the duck. Lizzie continued playing water games with her, until she convinced the girl to wash her hair, then get out of the tub. She wrapped a towel around her then carried her into her room. "Duckies tonight?"
"You like duckies?" Tori questioned.
Lizzie kissed her on her cheek. "Yes I do, especially when you're in them."
Tori grinned and held her arms up. Lizzie laughed and quickly dressed her and hugged her close. She picked up the hair dryer and gently rubbed Tori's back at the slight whimper. The toddler hated this part, and would stand rigidly until it was over. Lizzie picked the towel and dropped it over her daughter's head. She vigorously and playfully rubbed her head and spun her around then pull it off to peer at the disheveled little girl. She let out a gasp when their eyes met and let the towel drop back on her head. Tori's giggles poured from her lips as she yanked the towel off her head. Lizzie laughed and gently brushed her hair out, then used the blow dryer to gently dry it.
Lizzie picked her up then carried her downstairs. Sitting her down in front of the toy box, she smiled as Tori rummaged for her favorite toy.
The phone rang, and Lizzie quickly walked into the kitchen. "Hello?"
"Hello," Miranda trilled.
"I was just about to call you."
"Really? Got something good to talk about or great minds just thinking alike?"
Lizzie glanced around the kitchen surprised realize the dishwasher had already been started and the kitchen cleaned.
"Lizzie?" Miranda repeated.
"Oh, sorry. Um, it's something important, not sure if it's good, but important." She glanced one more time around the cleaned kitchen and shook her head then walked towards the living room where she could see Tori flipping through a book.
"What's up?"
"You remember Danny Kessler right?"
"Of course," Miranda laughed. "Only one of the best looking guys in class, and your boss's son."
"Yeah, well, that's where the problem comes in," Lizzie took a deep breath as she sat down at a chair. "The magazine is celebrating the tenth year in print, and they're presenting an award, and I've won it. But that's not the important part, the important part is Danny asked me to go with him. And with him being the boss's son, it would be awful if he gets the wrong idea. But then again I wouldn't really be dating him, I'll just be going to a work function with him," she babbled.
"It doesn't really sound like a good thing," Miranda stated cautiously. "I mean, unless you like him."
"Well, I was thinking, and, I-I'll do it."
"What!?" Miranda exclaimed.
Lizzie glanced around the room and around the corner, making sure Gordo wasn't within hearing range. "Miranda, it's really hard having him around again. You know, after the accident, I thought everything was over. But I'm okay now, and Tori's okay. And I'm over David, that's why I got married in the first placed right? But having him around, it's really throwing me. I not used to having a guy around, let alone him. And I'm not going to fall for him again."
"So," Miranda stated slowly. "You're going to go out with Danny. I don't think that's the best way to do that either Lizzie. If it was such and issue why did you let him stay with you?"
"I-I don't know," Lizzie stated quickly, watching Gordo walk into the living room. "Hey, I've got to go. I'll talk to you in the morning. Bye."
"Bye."
Lizzie hung up the cordless and placed it on the table, then walked into the living room. She glanced at the clock on the wall and realized it was past Tori's bedtime. "Bedtime," she announced, kneeling down beside the little girl.
"Have to?" her small almost pleaded.
Lizzie smiled gently and nodded. "Yup, you can play tomorrow with Randa though."
Tori considered this for a moment then seemed to accept the deal, stood up and flung her arms around her mother's neck. "Night, night!" she called to Gordo as Lizzie stood up with her.
"Night," he answered softly as Lizzie carried her up the stairs. She read her a story until her eyes gently feel and her breathing deepened.
She leaned against the door, smiling at the sleeping little figure. Her fingers brushed the light switch and she went back down the stairs. She grabbed a glass of water from the kitchen then went into the living room. Gordo was still in the same spot he'd been before and she tilted her head as she stared at him as she walked into the room and sat across from him.
After a few seconds, he realized he was being watched and looked up. His stunning blue eyes locked with hers. "How did you know where to find me?"
He dropped his eyes, looking down at his feet, gently biting the inside of his lip. After several seconds he finally looked back up. "Instinct," he nodded. "You used to love this house, if we ever went out, you'd make me drive past it. And, well, you've always been able to get what you want."
Lizzie let out a soft scoff as she tucked her legs beneath her. "Except you," she muttered under her breath before she realized what she was saying. She bit down hard on her lip, ready to smack herself for saying that.
After a pause he let out a rueful laugh. "Would you want me now, a has been director, broke, and without a place to live. That wouldn't have been a good life for anyone."
"Things could have been different," Lizzie stated, part of her mind trying to drift to what could have been. She snapped her attention back to reality and looked him in the eye. "But we'll never know."
Gordo took a deep breath, one that sounded more like a deep sigh.
Lizzie's fingers traced shapes on the material of the couch and she titled her head. "So, what's your plan now?"
"I have a job interview tomorrow," he nodded.
Lizzie nodded and asked him what he would be doing. Soon the conversation was drifting to other places, they were talking about unusual topics. She felt herself double over with laughter. It was so much like old times. Just sitting without the television or radio and just talking. She quickly reminded him of one of his past movies on gym shoes, and he started laughing.
In between laughing, she managed to finish off her drink, and stood up for a refill. She glanced at the clock and felt her jaw drop. It was after one in the morning. "I've got to get to bed," she stated, surprised at the almost apologetic tone in her voice.
"Aw, come on, Cinderella, it's not that late," he teased gently.
"No, not Cinderella," she called from the kitchen. She walked to the stairs and leaned over the banister. "Late for work." With a smile, she ran up the stairs and into her room.
As she stared at the ceiling, she realized she'd never be able to sleep soon. As the darkness shrouded her, she took a deep breath, but couldn't ignore the pounding of her excited heart. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
So, what do you think? Do you like? Please read and review! I'd love to hear what you think!