All of the ten men that Amy had chosen were now sitting comfortably
on the armchairs and couches in front of the TV on the second floor of
their new "dream house". Chris Harrison was in front of them in a blue polo
shirt, giving yet another speech.
"Welcome to your dream house! Do you guys like the place?"
Screams of "yes" and "hell yeah" and "it's tight" were heard from all the men.
"Glad to hear it." Chris replied. "Now, over the course of the next few days, Amy will be going on two dream dates, with five of you in each of them. She will be leaving you guys video messages. Each video message will say who will say who will go and what the date is and where it will be. And here's your first one." He said, pulling out a video and throwing it to Shane, who caught it gracefully, he had played football in high school and college. "I'll see you guys at the next candle ceremony." Chris said. And he walked out of the huge French front doors.
Shane placed the video in the VCR of the plasma TV. As Amy appeared on the screen they all smiled, but Ephram did the most of all.
In the video, Amy was wearing her hair in two long braids and was wearing a tied up jean shirt, a black bikini bottom, and a cowboy hat. No one could deny that she looked gorgeous.
"Howdy boys." She said, making Ephram almost burst to keep himself from laughing. "Shane, Tad, Ethan, Nathan, and Carter, you're invited for a wild ride on one of these guys." She said, pointing to the horses behind her. "Hope you like horses." And the video faded slowly to black.
"She looked great" Tad said. He would obviously be the guy portrayed as the one everyone hated. There was always one of those guys. He was a nice guy but he did some pretty stupid and annoying things that if you didn't know him you could cut clips out and make it seem like he was an asshole.
"She always does." Ephram said quietly to himself as he began to walk down the stairs, to the first floor, to what would be his bedroom for the next two months.
* * *
Later that night, Ephram silently crawled out the window of the dream house. He had chosen an undesirable room on the floor for two reasons. He could have his own room and not have to share it with another man vying for the heart of the woman he had loved since he knew how to love. He could also sneak out of the house easily.
He fell into the bushes below his window and had to brush off the leaves from his best outfit that he had there, his treasured tuxedo. He played for his Julliard audition in that tuxedo and it had been good luck for him ever since. He didn't want it to get destroyed.
He noiselessly walked to the back of the house where he had sneaked in his car. It wasn't the same rusty old one he had gotten in Everwood, he had let his dad keep that one, but it was a shiny new black Mercedes. He had been saving up for it after getting stuck on the New York subway during the blackout.
Trying to remain as quiet as he could, he drove his car out the driveway and began his, as his map from MapQuest said, 15.7 minute drive to the restaurant.
* * *
Amy was already sitting at the table that she had reserved for her and Ephram. It was a fancy restaurant with roses in the center of the table, and little of the light was from anything besides the soft glimmer of the candles in the center of the table.
She was wearing a silk red cocktail dress with a flared hem and spaghetti strap sleeves. Her hair was pulled back into a half ponytail and it had waves that seemed to be rolling around her hair and made it shine even more. She looked stunning.
As Ephram walked in she stood up and pulled out his chair.
"Hey isn't that my job." he said, leaving his pulled out chair and pulling hers out for her, he was like the perfect gentleman.
A waiter soon came by for their orders. They tried to stay in the low price range but it was an expensive restaurant, but the prices didn't seem to bother them. Nothing seemed to bother them when they were with each other.
After the date Ephram picked up the tab. The soon-to-be-famous pianist was not making a low income. Amy appreciated the gesture and made a mental note to herself to pay the next time they went out to dinner.
"Ready to get going?" Ephram asked Amy after the waiter returned with Ephram's credit card.
"Yeah." She replied, as they walked outside to Ephram's car, leaving Amy's in the parking lot.
They reached the hotel where Ephram had stayed the previous night. He had decided to keep the room, without the producer's knowledge of course. He had his reasons.
They walked in together, holding hands. As Ephram reached the middle of the room, with the huge bed, he reached into the drawer with the Bible and drew out the "Do Not Disturb" sign. Amy had already taken off her shoes and stockings. He handed her the sign and, almost telepathically, she knew to put it on the door.
She tiptoed out, checked the hall for any cameras that may have been following them, put the sign on the door and returned inside. Ephram already had his tie off and was in the process of unbuttoning his shirt.
Amy walked over and kissed him on the lips. And they continued to kiss passionately. Amy broke away, and as Ephram finished unbuttoning his shirt, she closed the door and locked it.
A/N: Sorry if this is getting to be too much of a trashy romance novel. I hope it isn't. Anyway, read and review. And tell me what guys you want to make it to the end. I'm making this for you guys.
"Welcome to your dream house! Do you guys like the place?"
Screams of "yes" and "hell yeah" and "it's tight" were heard from all the men.
"Glad to hear it." Chris replied. "Now, over the course of the next few days, Amy will be going on two dream dates, with five of you in each of them. She will be leaving you guys video messages. Each video message will say who will say who will go and what the date is and where it will be. And here's your first one." He said, pulling out a video and throwing it to Shane, who caught it gracefully, he had played football in high school and college. "I'll see you guys at the next candle ceremony." Chris said. And he walked out of the huge French front doors.
Shane placed the video in the VCR of the plasma TV. As Amy appeared on the screen they all smiled, but Ephram did the most of all.
In the video, Amy was wearing her hair in two long braids and was wearing a tied up jean shirt, a black bikini bottom, and a cowboy hat. No one could deny that she looked gorgeous.
"Howdy boys." She said, making Ephram almost burst to keep himself from laughing. "Shane, Tad, Ethan, Nathan, and Carter, you're invited for a wild ride on one of these guys." She said, pointing to the horses behind her. "Hope you like horses." And the video faded slowly to black.
"She looked great" Tad said. He would obviously be the guy portrayed as the one everyone hated. There was always one of those guys. He was a nice guy but he did some pretty stupid and annoying things that if you didn't know him you could cut clips out and make it seem like he was an asshole.
"She always does." Ephram said quietly to himself as he began to walk down the stairs, to the first floor, to what would be his bedroom for the next two months.
* * *
Later that night, Ephram silently crawled out the window of the dream house. He had chosen an undesirable room on the floor for two reasons. He could have his own room and not have to share it with another man vying for the heart of the woman he had loved since he knew how to love. He could also sneak out of the house easily.
He fell into the bushes below his window and had to brush off the leaves from his best outfit that he had there, his treasured tuxedo. He played for his Julliard audition in that tuxedo and it had been good luck for him ever since. He didn't want it to get destroyed.
He noiselessly walked to the back of the house where he had sneaked in his car. It wasn't the same rusty old one he had gotten in Everwood, he had let his dad keep that one, but it was a shiny new black Mercedes. He had been saving up for it after getting stuck on the New York subway during the blackout.
Trying to remain as quiet as he could, he drove his car out the driveway and began his, as his map from MapQuest said, 15.7 minute drive to the restaurant.
* * *
Amy was already sitting at the table that she had reserved for her and Ephram. It was a fancy restaurant with roses in the center of the table, and little of the light was from anything besides the soft glimmer of the candles in the center of the table.
She was wearing a silk red cocktail dress with a flared hem and spaghetti strap sleeves. Her hair was pulled back into a half ponytail and it had waves that seemed to be rolling around her hair and made it shine even more. She looked stunning.
As Ephram walked in she stood up and pulled out his chair.
"Hey isn't that my job." he said, leaving his pulled out chair and pulling hers out for her, he was like the perfect gentleman.
A waiter soon came by for their orders. They tried to stay in the low price range but it was an expensive restaurant, but the prices didn't seem to bother them. Nothing seemed to bother them when they were with each other.
After the date Ephram picked up the tab. The soon-to-be-famous pianist was not making a low income. Amy appreciated the gesture and made a mental note to herself to pay the next time they went out to dinner.
"Ready to get going?" Ephram asked Amy after the waiter returned with Ephram's credit card.
"Yeah." She replied, as they walked outside to Ephram's car, leaving Amy's in the parking lot.
They reached the hotel where Ephram had stayed the previous night. He had decided to keep the room, without the producer's knowledge of course. He had his reasons.
They walked in together, holding hands. As Ephram reached the middle of the room, with the huge bed, he reached into the drawer with the Bible and drew out the "Do Not Disturb" sign. Amy had already taken off her shoes and stockings. He handed her the sign and, almost telepathically, she knew to put it on the door.
She tiptoed out, checked the hall for any cameras that may have been following them, put the sign on the door and returned inside. Ephram already had his tie off and was in the process of unbuttoning his shirt.
Amy walked over and kissed him on the lips. And they continued to kiss passionately. Amy broke away, and as Ephram finished unbuttoning his shirt, she closed the door and locked it.
A/N: Sorry if this is getting to be too much of a trashy romance novel. I hope it isn't. Anyway, read and review. And tell me what guys you want to make it to the end. I'm making this for you guys.