Close to You

Randy's Plan

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"Have fun?" Trish asked, hearing Randy stumble into the doorway of the hotel room. Randy jumped, startled to realize she was still awake. It was two-thirty in the morning! Had she been waiting up for him?

"Geez, you startled me! Why are you up?" he asked, sitting on his bed.Trish laughed. She had been waiting up for him. She had been dying to hear about his dinner with John.

"I want to hear everything!" she exclaimed. Randy rolled his eyes. She acted just like his mother.

"What do you want to hear? We blew off your reservation at the fancy restaurant, went to the beach, walked barefoot in the sand, and then, it gets blurry," he teased. Trish's eyes widened. He couldn't leave off there!

"Come on!" she squealed. "Tell me! Tell me!" Randy chuckled. It was fun, driving her to the edge. "Please!"

"We kissed," Randy replied, clutching his pillow. God, he felt like a giddy teenager, in love for the very first time. "It was amazing! I've never felt like this before,"

"Aww," Trish said.She hadn't intentionally meant for Randy to go out with John. She had been actually called to an emergency Bridesmaid gathering. She had seen John and had taken a chance. Luckily, it had worked out. Gladly, Randy didn't have to know that. She had never seen him so happy. "Hey, it took me two months to get those reservations!"

"Oh well," Randy murmured. He was too happy to care about restaurant reservations. He was in love!

"Glad to see you're so happy," Her tone of voice dropped. She hated herself for it, but she was jealous. Why should Randy get to experiance love and happiness? She still loved Randy. She still wished she could be with him. She knew there wasn't a chance of this happening. Yet, it didn't stop her from wishing.

She wanted Randy by her side. He was just like her, a twin in some sense. She had never met anyone like him. He made her feel like a giddy teenager. Why couldn't she be normal and fall in love with a straight man?

It wasn't like that.

Randy could sense Trish's jealousy. He knew she wanted somebody to love. He knew he would have to repay her for all she had done. That was a definite certain.

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"John?"

"Yeah?"

"I want to talk to you."

"Oh no, here we go,"

"What?"

"You'll say 'I really like you but I've done some soul searching' and I'll say 'Here we go'. Then, just when I least expect it, you'll say 'Sadly, it turns out I'm not gay' It happens a lot."

"Wasn't going to say anything, Honey!"

"Then, why do you want to talk?"

"Do you know how much we have to thank Trish for?"

"What?"

"She's the one who pushed us together."

"How can we do that?"

"You know your best friend?"

"Chris?"

"Yeah,"

"What about him?"

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Trish couldn't help but check her watch again. Where was Randy? He was supposed to be there an hour ago! Why did he always have to be late? It wasn't fair to her!

She glanced up, hearing the chair across from her scrape against the carpet.She began to tremble. Standing before her wasn't Randy.

Standing in front of her was none other than Chris Irvine.

"Hi," she murmured, trying to calm down. She wasn't looking at Chris Irvine. This was just a wonderful dream. It had to be.

"Sorry I'm late. Randy and John give horrible directions!" he exclaimed, sitting down. He handed her a black rose. Her eyes widened. She loved black roses! How had he known?

"Yeah. When I travel with Randy, he drives while I control the map," Trish explained. "I think I'm dreaming," Chris chuckled. He had an obvious effect on Trish.

"Why would you be dreaming?" Chris asked. "I happen to like you very much," Trish bit her lip. She was close to squealing. Then, she turned her head toward the window. Was she crazy? Were Randy and John sitting across the street in a black Sedan, spying on her?

"Would you mind if I made a phone call?" she asked, trying not to giggle. This was too funny.

"Go ahead," Chris said, knowing she had seen the guys across the street. He knew they were spying on them. He had seen them following him to the restaurant.

"Randall Keith Orton . . ."

"Yes?"

"Are you across the street from the restaurant, spying on me?"

"Um . . ."

"Answer me!"

"Yes, but it was John's idea!"

Trish bit her lip to supress a laugh. In the background, she heard John say 'Hey, don't blame me!'

"Well, it seems like they aren't too busy. Why don't you come in and get a table? It's probably a lot more comfortable than that Sedan,"

"Um, let me check with John," Trish heard him cup the reciever and say 'C, you hungry? Do you want to go to the restaurant and spy on them across the room?"

"HEY!"

"He said fine, but if you're going to hurt someone, hurt me, because it was all my idea!"

"I'll get you tonight in the hotel room. I may kidnap Bobo, your teddy bear . . ."

"Leave Bobo out of this!"

"Good-bye," she said, hanging up. Tears of laughter were running down her face. "He's a trip,"

Chris reached across the table, and picked up her hand. Then, he gently kissed her hand.

"I love to hear you laugh," he said, smirking.

Trish caught Randy's eye as he entered the restaurant. Her eyes sparkled,like he had never seen. She was happy and it showed.

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