As Joey slowly started her descent towards the lobby, she stood alone in the elevator. She pulled the business card out. She was captivated with it. She ran her fingers across the raised letters. The elevator door opened and she walked out still amazed with the business card. She wasn't clearly paying attention to her surroundings, which became evident when she barreled into an unsuspecting person, just waiting for the elevator. She saw a flash of blurriness before her eyes as she fell a top the stranger. She closed her eyes, her faced glowed with heat. The embarrassment was almost too much.
"Joey?" she heard a familiar voice call her name.
"Oh my, God -- Dawson! I'm sooo sorry!!" She couldn't contain her embarrassment at all. The girl had literally just plowed down one of her all-time best friends. Who on earth does a thing like that? There she was, literally lying on top of Dawson in the hotel lobby. Definitely made for an interesting picture. Who thought something like that would ever happen again?
"Is this how you greet everyone you come in contact with, Joey Potter? Always so up close and personal?"
Joey rolled her eyes and laughed. Dawson followed suit, not able to deny the humor in the situation himself. She lowered her head against his chest, trying to hide the fact she was blushing.
"Not on a consistent basis, Leery," she played with him. "Consider yourself one of the few and proud to be toppled over by the one and only Miss Josephine Potter."
"Trust me, it's an honor," he said, brushing a few strands of her long, brown hair out of the way from her eyes. His other hand wandered up her back softly... and instantly, she felt a warmness flow throughout her body.. a warmness she hadn't felt in... years...
They looked into each other's eyes, and for some reason, neither of them moved... It was as if some magnetic attraction kept them firmly sealed in place. Whatever was going on, it didn't seem bad... Far from it...
Joey bit on her lower lip, realizing the situation was getting a little too close for comfort. She giggled nervously... Dawson grinned up at her, both of his arms wrapped around her... Yes, the situation was definitely getting too close for comfort, she thought. It's time to move.
"Um, excuse me?"
The foreign voice invaded their little "interlude." Dawson and Joey looked up to see an elderly couple, staring down at them.
"We would really like to use the elevator!" the old man beckoned. "You kids really, I mean don't you think this kind of activity would be better situated in your room. The rest of the free world doesn't need to see this display of yours"
Dawson and Joey looked at one another, trying not to burst out into laughter. This was beyond hilarious... There they were, lying on the ground in one of the most "compromising" positions ever, and now... they were getting the third degree from some old man and his wife. Oh yes, this was classic.
Dawson released Joey from his hold, and together the two of them stood up and got out of the way of the elderly couple. They straightened out their clothes, still trying not to laugh over what had just happened. They could see the couple in the elevator, peering at them in awe. As the doors closed, Joey could see the woman still trying to catch a glance, then quickly winking at Joey. The doors closed and Joey had enough, the laughter exploded out of her.
"Well to say the least that was comical." Dawson laughed. Joey nodded and agreed. She pushed the loose strands of hair behind her ear.
"One of those incredibly embarrassing, yet comical moments." Joey added.
A moment of silence passed between them. Dawson broke the silence first.
"Well I'd better head back upstairs before Lily send out a search and rescue team. I'll see you later right?" he asked.
"Yeah, and I promise the next time I won't plow you over." She teased.
As Joey finished her sentence the elevator doors opened. Dawson looked behind him, then back at Joey.
"I guess this would be my ride. Bye Jo." He said as he stepped into the elevator. His eyes remained locked on hers.
"Bye Dawson. "Joey replied as the door started to shut. When they closed Joey stood there and starred at the closed doors for a moment. Then she turned around and headed for home.