Author's Note: Just four words: I LOVE you guys! Keep reading. The puzzle pieces will soon start to fall together and Tommy and Jude are about to explode. But first for a little comic relief and another little surprise. Please R&R.
Back to Jude who is now fidgeting at the soda counter…
"Hey Blondie! Lookin' for the Q-man or just a way to disappear into the woodwork for a little while because I think little gay dude here and I have discovered a way to really knock the place?" Patsy asked suddenly from behind me as I glanced over my shoulder at her and Mason before smiling at their antics.
"I don't know. What do you guys have in mind?" I asked curiously as Patsy raised a brow mischievously before holding up a ring of keys she had concealed in the line of fabric surrounding her bra. No friggin' way!
"There's no way that's what I think it is, is there?" I asked peevishly as Patsy quirked a brow before glancing at Mason who shrugged.
"Wanna bet?" She asked with such confidence, I just firmly shook my head. I had learned the hard way just how serious the girl could be. Geez, how did she manage to get Liam's friggin' house keys? I knew from gossip that Sadie had told me that Patsy had a new grudge against the guy for a demo he had trashed on a day or so ago before removing it from the studio. Something told me she was planning to make sure she got the damn thing back. I shrugged uncertainly before glancing uneasily up at the closed door of Studio 1, still confused as to why Spied would have wanted to talk to Tommy alone, before doing a quick sweep of the room—shuddering as my gaze landed on Justine's approaching figure. Oh, geez! Why the hell not?
"Let's go!" I said spontaneously as Patsy whooped while Mason looked us over as if we were both crazy.
"Oh you know you like it." Patsy said to him seductively as the three of us snuck out the back of G Majors.
"Ha!" He hrrrrummmpphed as I chuckled.
"He's just intimidated by the fact that we like it both hard, fast, and better yet, dangerous. No man could keep up." I said with a seductive wag of my brows as Mason choked on an incoming breath.
"Oh yeah. That's it all right, Harrison. Has nothing to do with the fact that what we're about to do could be considered a felony." He remarked sarcastically as I grinned over at a nonchalant Patsy.
"Look at it this way, Mason. If we get caught, we could always blame it on Patsy. Tell the authorities that she held a gun to our heads the whole time. I mean, it's not like that's a huge stretch of the imagination." I said teasingly as Patsy threw me a scathing glare. I shrugged in the all to familiar gesture of that universal question, 'what?' Patsy only lifted a brow at me before pointing at the vehicles lining the parking lot.
"Which wheels guys? And be fast about it. We need to be back before the end of this soiree." Patsy asked as I stared at her with a gaping jaw.
"First off Patsy. I may have this unquenchable desire to see how the other half lives, but I do not, I repeat, do not have a death wish so let's just take your back-firing set of crumbling scrap metal." I replied before heading toward Patsy's vehicle. She just shrugged as Mason chuckled.
"And to think, I thought you were more daring than that Harrison." She remarked with a wry twinkle in her eyes as I just shrugged easily.
"What can I say?" I said casually before sliding into the passenger seat while Patsy opened the back door before shoving Mason in roughly and then rounding her own corner in order to slide behind the wheel. I arched a brow as she looked over at me winningly.
"I wonder if Liam has the stuff to make sandwiches. I'm starving." She replied as Mason groaned.
"Do your boyfriends have any idea what you two are up to?" He asked formidably as Patsy and I glanced at each other in amusement.
"What boyfriend?" I replied at the same time that Patsy answered, "Sure, he does," while Mason just stared at us both in fond amazement. What can I say? G Majors is made up of some irresistible characters. And that, in itself, is an understatement. Patsy drove in silence until Liam's house finally came into view, and she whistled at the sheer size of it. It wasn't huge, but it sure as hell was bigger than anything any one of us were used to.
"I vote we turn back around now. What do you guys say?" Mason reiterated nervously from the back seat as Patsy parked inconspicuously in the street. We girls just looked at each other simultaneously before smiling and climbing out of the vehicle in unison. No way we were backing out now. Slinking up the drive like the villains from some B rated murder mystery, we climbed laughingly over shrubs and hedges—picking Mason up a few times as he tripped over glass lawn decorations.
"Who knew Liam was so maternal." I remarked on a laugh as I pointed over at a small herb garden near what looked like the back kitchen patio. Patsy chuckled before pushing her way in front of me.
"Must be his inner sensitive side." Patsy said with a shrug before walking onto the tiled patio.
"Let's enter here." She announced as she jiggled the keys suggestively before inserting each one into the uncooperative lock until a sudden 'click' alerted us to the fact that she had hit jackpot.
"Oh God!" Mason muttered as we each grabbed one of his arms and dragged him in behind us. Wow! Liam really liked his place lit up. Almost the entire kitchen and dining room area was made up of large picture windows while his living room, through a door to the left, sported mostly tan décor.
"Do you have any idea where you're going?" I asked Patsy on a whisper as she shrugged uncertainly before pointing at a CD collection displayed along one wall in the living room.
"If it's anywhere, it's probably there." She answered, confirming my suspicion that she had come for her demo. Jesus! This was going to take us all afternoon.
"I hope he has those categorized because that is one of the biggest collections I have ever seen." I said in awe as Mason whistled softly from behind me.
"Damn!" He mumbled as we all looked at each other before rushing forward into the room to begin silently rifling through the monstrosity. We were halfway through the collected works when Mason sighed in obvious relief.
"I've got it." He stated while holding it up for us to see. "Now, can we go now?" He asked nervously as a loud banging noise above our heads caused us all to look up at the ceiling in alarm.
"Someone's here." Mason whispered frantically as Patsy rolled her eyes up at him.
"Wow Einstein. Nice observation. Think you could explain to us what E equals MC squared really means?" Patsy asked sarcastically before looking over at me with a raised brow.
"We should check it out." She remarked as I looked over at her in shock.
"Are you crazy?" I mumbled as she shrugged before heading over towards the stairs. Oh, come on! The girl seriously had the desire to see the inside of penitentiary walls. Why me?
"Wait! I'm coming too. We've already come this far. Might as well go down together." I said before pushing myself off of the floor and trotting quietly over to her—looking over my shoulder expectantly at Mason as I went. He groaned before finally getting up to join us.
"Just so you'll guys know. This is twisted." He whispered as we tip-toed up the stairs—listening carefully for the noises we had heard earlier. There they were again. Glancing over in the direction of a cracked bedroom door, I nudged Patsy and Mason as I pointed at it mouthing, "I think it's coming from there," before leading the way over to the entrance. Peeking through the crack, I felt my entire body go numb as I opened my mouth up to scream only to be stopped by Patsy's firm hand as she jerked me away from the enclosure before dragging my shocked body down the stairs and out the door. Oh My God! Mason was breathing hard as we finally reached the car, and he looked over at the two of us before breaking out into raucous, uncontrollable laughter.
"Did you guys see what I saw?" He asked as Patsy grinned while I just sat down heavily in the passenger seat, gripping the dashboard in a death hold as Patsy climbed in and started up the engine.
"Tell me that was not my sister." I remarked before looking over at Patsy with an 'I can't believe this' expression. Patsy had no sympathy.
"Yep, and a very naked, uggghhh, very active Liam." She said as another round of laughter started in the back seat. Mason was going to be weeping from his amusement by the time we pulled back up to the studio.
"Gives a whole new meaning to personal secretary." Patsy remarked before finally losing it herself. In the long run, I couldn't help it. I laughed too. And people hounded me about age difference. Oh my God!