A/N: Beware, this chapter is a little R rated
Amy had changed out of her beautiful white dress and was wearing only her sweatpants and an oversized sweatshirt as she walked down the hall of the fancy hotel where the "Men of her Dreams" were staying. She pulled out a small scrap of paper, and looked at the number of the room in front of her. The paper seemed to have confirmed the room number and she knocked on the door.
On the other end of the door Ephram was about to go to bed and had his favorite boxers on, the ones with American flags and he had quickly thrown a white tank top on when he heard the knock at the door. He thought it was the camera crew or someone telling him where to be tomorrow and at what time.
"Amy?" he screamed, when he opened the door. He hadn't meant to scream but he was least of all expecting her to be there.
"Not so loud," she replied, " I had to sneak away from the camera crews to come here. I think we need to talk about some stuff."
"Sure come in." Ephram said, inviting her into his room, and closing the door after her and putting on the do not disturb sign on so they wouldn't be interrupted.
"So what did you want to talk about?" Ephram asked, still in slight shock from seeing her.
"I wanted to talk about how we're going to handle this situation." Amy said, sitting down on the king sized bed.
"What situation?" Ephram asked.
" The one with the producers and us knowing each other and having them not figure out or us just telling them." Amy said calmly.
"Wait a sec." Ephram said.
"What?" Amy replied, wondering what could be so important that they would have to stop this conversation for it. She was beginning to get frustrated.
"There's something on your face." Ephram said, leaning in and putting a finger gently on her cheek. "Look, it's an eyelash, make a wish." He said, as he held his finger in front of her mouth so she could blow away the eyelash.
Amy looked up at him and smiled then made her wish. She had wished to find love on the show, and after blowing away the eyelash, as she looked up into Ephram's beautiful green eyes, and she knew she already had.
"So what did you wish for?" Ephram asked flirtingly.
"I dunno." Amy said back to Ephram in the same way, but not mocking him. And Ephram leaned over and kissed her.
And she kissed him back with all the emotion and passion she had in her. And they continued to kiss each other. And Amy's hand moved up to Ephram's head and they just kept kissing each other so passionately, the most passionately they ever had in their entire lives. And soon Ephram's tank top was off and her sweatshirt was off and Ephram was taking off her bra. And his boxers were off and her sweatpants were off and all of their clothes were lying in a heap on the floor next to the bed.
And they were also in a heap on the bed, kissing and making love so passionately. It was neither of their first times, but they were each other's only partners they had ever had in their lifetimes. And in that moment, they felt they would never have any other.
They didn't stop until early that morning when they fell asleep.
They didn't wake up until Ephram's alarm clock went off at 5:30 the next day. He had wanted to take a run before he was scheduled to move into the men's house.
"Oh, shit." Amy screamed, as she heard the alarm clock go off in the morning. She was very aware of where she was and did not in the least bit regret doing what she had done the last night. All she regretted was sleeping in too late to get ready to go to the video clip shoot.
"Ephram." She said gently, waking him up. "Ephram."
Ephram turned over and smiled as he saw Amy's smiling face. "Good morning gorgeous." He said, sarcastically, but still sweetly, and Amy knew he meant it. And she leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
"But I have to go." Amy said sadly, tearing herself away from his lips and his dancing green eyes. "I don't want Chris and the rest of them knowing that I've been here. They might kick you off the show." Amy said, and then went silent. "About that."
"Amy," Ephram cut her off, "I'll just pretend I don't know you ok. And it will be fine. Don't worry."
Amy nodded. She put all of her trust in him. And she got up and got dressed as Ephram watched her. As she quietly walked out the door, she turned around and blew him a kiss. And as she walked down the hall and as he lay in bed, they couldn't stop themselves from grinning.
* * *
"Amy you're here!" Chris exclaimed AS Amy walked into the warehouse where they were set to decide the two groups of dates and film the two video messages. "We were looking all over for you. The limo driver went past the house and you weren't there!" Chris said, obviously the messenger from the producers sent to yell at her.
"Sorry," Amy replied, sounding shameful but not feeling guilty at all. "I just slept in kinda late and so I drove my car over here. I didn't know I had to take the limo. Is that ok?" She asked. Trying to sound innocent. It wasn't a lie really.
"Ok, that's fine, as long as you don't do it again, ok." Chris said to her, sounding exasperated.
"Ok." Amy said as she followed Chris inside the warehouse to a set of a rodeo, complete with live horses. She could already guess where her first "fantasy" date would be.
A/N: Please read and review. I really want your advice on this chapter. I kinda went out on a limb and I hope you like it.
Amy had changed out of her beautiful white dress and was wearing only her sweatpants and an oversized sweatshirt as she walked down the hall of the fancy hotel where the "Men of her Dreams" were staying. She pulled out a small scrap of paper, and looked at the number of the room in front of her. The paper seemed to have confirmed the room number and she knocked on the door.
On the other end of the door Ephram was about to go to bed and had his favorite boxers on, the ones with American flags and he had quickly thrown a white tank top on when he heard the knock at the door. He thought it was the camera crew or someone telling him where to be tomorrow and at what time.
"Amy?" he screamed, when he opened the door. He hadn't meant to scream but he was least of all expecting her to be there.
"Not so loud," she replied, " I had to sneak away from the camera crews to come here. I think we need to talk about some stuff."
"Sure come in." Ephram said, inviting her into his room, and closing the door after her and putting on the do not disturb sign on so they wouldn't be interrupted.
"So what did you want to talk about?" Ephram asked, still in slight shock from seeing her.
"I wanted to talk about how we're going to handle this situation." Amy said, sitting down on the king sized bed.
"What situation?" Ephram asked.
" The one with the producers and us knowing each other and having them not figure out or us just telling them." Amy said calmly.
"Wait a sec." Ephram said.
"What?" Amy replied, wondering what could be so important that they would have to stop this conversation for it. She was beginning to get frustrated.
"There's something on your face." Ephram said, leaning in and putting a finger gently on her cheek. "Look, it's an eyelash, make a wish." He said, as he held his finger in front of her mouth so she could blow away the eyelash.
Amy looked up at him and smiled then made her wish. She had wished to find love on the show, and after blowing away the eyelash, as she looked up into Ephram's beautiful green eyes, and she knew she already had.
"So what did you wish for?" Ephram asked flirtingly.
"I dunno." Amy said back to Ephram in the same way, but not mocking him. And Ephram leaned over and kissed her.
And she kissed him back with all the emotion and passion she had in her. And they continued to kiss each other. And Amy's hand moved up to Ephram's head and they just kept kissing each other so passionately, the most passionately they ever had in their entire lives. And soon Ephram's tank top was off and her sweatshirt was off and Ephram was taking off her bra. And his boxers were off and her sweatpants were off and all of their clothes were lying in a heap on the floor next to the bed.
And they were also in a heap on the bed, kissing and making love so passionately. It was neither of their first times, but they were each other's only partners they had ever had in their lifetimes. And in that moment, they felt they would never have any other.
They didn't stop until early that morning when they fell asleep.
They didn't wake up until Ephram's alarm clock went off at 5:30 the next day. He had wanted to take a run before he was scheduled to move into the men's house.
"Oh, shit." Amy screamed, as she heard the alarm clock go off in the morning. She was very aware of where she was and did not in the least bit regret doing what she had done the last night. All she regretted was sleeping in too late to get ready to go to the video clip shoot.
"Ephram." She said gently, waking him up. "Ephram."
Ephram turned over and smiled as he saw Amy's smiling face. "Good morning gorgeous." He said, sarcastically, but still sweetly, and Amy knew he meant it. And she leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
"But I have to go." Amy said sadly, tearing herself away from his lips and his dancing green eyes. "I don't want Chris and the rest of them knowing that I've been here. They might kick you off the show." Amy said, and then went silent. "About that."
"Amy," Ephram cut her off, "I'll just pretend I don't know you ok. And it will be fine. Don't worry."
Amy nodded. She put all of her trust in him. And she got up and got dressed as Ephram watched her. As she quietly walked out the door, she turned around and blew him a kiss. And as she walked down the hall and as he lay in bed, they couldn't stop themselves from grinning.
* * *
"Amy you're here!" Chris exclaimed AS Amy walked into the warehouse where they were set to decide the two groups of dates and film the two video messages. "We were looking all over for you. The limo driver went past the house and you weren't there!" Chris said, obviously the messenger from the producers sent to yell at her.
"Sorry," Amy replied, sounding shameful but not feeling guilty at all. "I just slept in kinda late and so I drove my car over here. I didn't know I had to take the limo. Is that ok?" She asked. Trying to sound innocent. It wasn't a lie really.
"Ok, that's fine, as long as you don't do it again, ok." Chris said to her, sounding exasperated.
"Ok." Amy said as she followed Chris inside the warehouse to a set of a rodeo, complete with live horses. She could already guess where her first "fantasy" date would be.
A/N: Please read and review. I really want your advice on this chapter. I kinda went out on a limb and I hope you like it.