Disclaimer: I don't own the TV Show Summerland or any characters on Summerland or some of the predicaments/situations/ideas in this fan-fiction story.
Chapter 5-Callie and Bradin sitting at the counter, sipping some drinks-
"So, do you wanna head back to my house?" Bradin asked Callie, who nodded. Bradin paid for the drinks and took Callie's hand as they walked to the house.
Bradin swung open the door and called out, "Aunt Ava? Johnny? Susannah? Derrick? Nikki? Jay? Erika?" There was no answer, as Callie burst out laughing. Bradin smiled. "We're finally alone." This time, Callie caught Bradin off guard and initiated the kiss. He did not pull back and picked up Callie, who giggled. Bradin carried her upstairs to his bedroom. He laid her down on the bed and sat down on the bed also. Their kisses are intense and slowly, Callie lays down on Bradin's pillow and ontop of her, Bradin. Every curve of their bodies fit together seamlessly. Callie suddenly stops kissing Bradin.
Bradin looks into her eyes, questioning. "What is it, Callie?"
"If this is going, where I think it's going, then I'm ready." She smiled tentatively. Bradin was speechless. He swallowed hard.
-Fade out to Susannah, lying on the beach, with Derrick nearby playing in the sand with Martha-
A ring comes from Susannah's bag. She reluctantly gets up and rummages through her bag. She answers it.
"Hello?" She checks her watch, 1:15.
"Hi, Susannah. This is Anastasia." Her French accent noticeable on every word. Susannah sighed.
"Yes, Anastasia?" Susannah kept her patience.
"I know you said that you were unable to move to New York, but I have an offer that you cannot resist."
"Listen, whatever your offer is, I'm not going to take it." Susannah told Anastasia defiantly, wanting to hang up. Derrick looked up from digging his giant hole to stare at Susannah.
"Just hear me out. First, you will be able fly to California on weekends. You will receive a pay raise and more bonuses." Anastasia finished the tempting offer.
Susannah sighed under her breath. "Anastasia, I have made up my mind. I'm not moving to New York." Derrick, concerned, nudged Martha to listen.
"What about I pay for your flights to California? Life insurance? Tell me what I can do to get you to move to New York." Anastasia would not give up.
"Look, Anastasia. I cannot deal with this right now. I'm not moving. That's final." Susannah hung up, before Anastasia could say anything else. She looked over at Derrick and Martha, who quickly went back to playing in the sand. Susannah adjusted her beach towel and fixed her sunglasses and laid back. She was consumed with stress, as she thought about how to ask Ava if she could rejoin the business. She still was going to look around for other jobs, but there probably wouldn't be good ones in California. A plane streaked across the sky and Susannah reminisced about how Ava and her were going to travel to Paris. Derrick's voice broke into her contemplation.
"Susannah, what did Anastasia want?" Susannah sat up and pushed her sunglasses down to see Derrick's worried face. "What were you talking about when you said offer?"
"Can you keep a secret?" Susannah asked and saw Martha's eager face. "And you, too?" They both nodded and came closer to Susannah.
"The truth is that Anastasia wanted me to move to New York to be closer to her. But I said no and she fired me. Just now, she called me to bribe me into taking the job." Susannah let the information sink in.
Derrick spoke first. "I'm glad that you didn't take the job, Susannah." He reached over and gave her a hug.
"Don't tell anyone, especially Aunt Ava." Susannah warned the kids and they nodded their heads solemnly. Susannah smiled. "Now, get back to your sand hole."
Sorry it's short...need more encouragement through reviews to continue!