August 11th, 2004
Holly looked at all the fabric in front of her. She was making a surprise for Ty and Stacey. Growing up in her home, her mother taught herself and Heather to quilt. She enjoyed it a lot.
"Do you like these fabrics?" Holly asked Carlos. He glanced at the table. God, he had no idea.
"Blue is cool." He told her.
"They don't know the sex though." Holly pointed out.
"You look good in blue and you're a girl." Carlos said, "Do blue and yellow." Holly smirked and nodded.
"Blue is my colour." She winked pushing the green and pink fabric off of the table. "This is going to be great."
"I've never met anyone who could quilt." Carlos said watching her lay out the squares.
"It's really easy. I'll show you sometime." Holly said. Carlos grimaced.
"That's kind of gay isn't it?" He asked.
"No." She frowned, "How sweet would it be to give your loved ones something that you made yourself? They'd treasure it. I can show you how to make one and you can make one for Kylie. I think she'd really like it." Carlos nodded slowly.
"Just don't tell anyone." He said pulling up a chair.
"I won't." Holly giggled.
Holly stood in the kitchen watching Carlos sew up a square. It was so sexy seeing him make a quilt. She walked up to him.
"Guess what?" She asked. Carlos looked up.
"What, babe?" He picked his finger, "Ow."
"You are very sexy and hot right now." Holly purred. Carlos smirked.
"Does me sewing turn you on?" He laughed. Holly nodded.
"Very much so." She leaned down and kissed the top of his head. He could not believe it. She was a strange person.
"Well, I might be able to do something to make you even more turned on." Carlos said putting his needle down.
"What would that be?" Holly asked.
"Strip and make love to you." Carlos said. Holly's blue eyes sparkled. He loved those eyes. There was so much that he could read in them.
"I could handle that." Holly took a step closer to him.
"I thought you could." Carlos stood up and took her hand. He brought it up to his lips and kissed each fingertip. Holly shivered slightly. She loved when he did that.
"Do you like quilting?" She asked him.
"I like having sex on a quilt even more." He whispered. Holly purred.
"Yeah…Me too." The couple walked to Holly's bedroom. Carlos turned and looked at her.
"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, Holly." He said. She blushed deeply, lowering her eyes.
"How can you find me beautiful with my stringy hair and big nose and misshapen chin?" Holly asked. Carlos tilted her chin up and made her look at him.
"You have beautiful silky hair. You have the most beautiful nose and chin." He smiled. "You take my breath away." Holly's face softened as she looked at him.
"God, I love you." She whispered.
"I love you too." Carlos lowered his lips to hers. He was very comfortable with saying those three words now. Holly brought out a lot of feeling inside of his heart and finally it was okay with him.
August 25th, 2004
Sweat poured down Holly's back. It was blistering hot outside. She was going to faint in this heat. She looked at Grace as she slammed the hood of the rig.
"I can't fix it." She said looking at Holly, "Call for back up."
"That's what I said we should do." She said. Grace gave her a look. "Well, it is."
"Well, just call for help." Grace said. Holly sighed getting on the radio.
"55-Boyd to central, we're having mechanical problems and need some help." Holly said.
"Central to 55-Boyd. Assistance will be on their way shortly."
"Just what I need, to get stuck in this part of town." Grace muttered looking around her. Yeah, there were run down buildings, but with a little paint this place would look really sweet, Holly thought.
"It's not so bad." Holly said.
"It's crack town, Levine." Grace rolled her eyes getting into the bus.
"Why are you the way you are?" Holly asked her, leaning against the door. Grace looked at Holly.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Why are you such a…b-I-t-c-h?" Holly spelled out. A small smile came across Grace's face.
"Why are you such a D-y-k-e?" She spelt out. Holly frowned deeply.
"I'm trying to be nice here, Grace." Holly said, "You'd think someone with your name would have a little more class."
"I've heard about you, Levine. I've seen you in the papers before so don't try to pull this innocent act with me." Grace said, "I know better. You can't pull the wool over my eyes."
"There…There is no wool pulling." Holly muttered, suddenly hating Grace a whole bunch.
"Right." Grace put her feet on the dashboard with a smirk. "So, you're dating Nieto…That's really weird."
"What's weird is your lack of emotional restraint." Holly snapped, "I mean…What I do in my off time is none of your business." Grace chuckled softly.
"You know what, Levine?" Grace asked her.
"What?" Holly muttered.
"I think I may like you after all." She said, "You're a little firecracker."
"Is that a good thing?" Holly asked, "Should I feel privileged that someone like you kind of likes me?" grace thought about it for a moment and nodded.
"Well, yeah." Grace said.
"I usually like all people, grace, but forgive me if it takes awhile to warm up to you." Holly said.
"No one ever warms up to me at first." Grace smirked, "I'm used to it." Holly sighed deeply now feeling slightly bad for snapping at Grace. She looked up and saw 55-Adam pulling up.
"Thank god." She walked up to it and smiled when she saw Carlos, "Save me from her." Carlos chuckled softly.
"Is it really that bad?" He asked. Holly nodded. "Well, you only have three more hours."
"Carlos, come on. Switch." She whispered.
"Three more hours. You can survive. You're a strong woman." Carlos said. Holly gave him a look. Usually Holly could handle anyone, but she wasn't sure she could handle another three hours with someone like Grace.
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