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Chapter 7: Bringing Back The Past

Julie lay in bed alone in her hotel room staring at the ceiling. It was nice now that they could stay in one of the nicer hotels. She closed her eyes and then opened them again. There had been a moment at the bar. She had felt it. And now he was at Fantasmick with Maya! He'd kissed her for the first time at Fantasmick. Didn't that mean anything to him?

Portman sighed and looked at his watch and ignored the buzzing of his cell phone. He knew it was Maya calling. He was sitting in the suite that they'd gotten for the group and where they were now watching Eric.

"Hey," He leaned towards Fulton. "Do you know Julie's room number?"

"What?" Fulton looked at him.

"I need to talk to her," He said.

"About what?" Fulton said.

"About lots of stuff," He sighed, "It's been a year since we had a real conversation. We were together for three. I'd say we're due."

"621," Fulton sighed.

"That's weird," Portman said. Fulton looked at him, "Those were our Duck numbers."

"That's very weird," Fulton nodded. "What about Maya?"

"What about her?" Portman said.

"Well you're dating her," Fulton said, "You were actually supposed to meet her a while ago, she's called you how many times."

Julie sighed and flipped on the TV and skipped around. She found nothing and turned it off. She knew she should probably go help the team watch Eric, but she couldn't even think about playing with the baby boy. Then came the knock. She stood up and opened the door.

"Hey," Portman smiled sheepishly.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

"I'm not sure," He sighed. She nodded. "I just had to see you."

"Come in," She shrugged, "I guess." They stood in awkward silence for a minute and he looked at her. She was wearing an old Team USA tee shirt that was too long for her and he couldn't see what on the bottom but she had a habit of sleeping in no pants in the summer. Her hair was as ever in a constant messy bun on top of her head. "What are you looking at?" He took a step closer and kissed her. "Mm," She whimpered and fell back onto the bed.

"Wow," Guy rolling away from Connie. She looked at him.

"Yeah," She nodded, "I know."

"I don't think we've had sex like that since Eric was born," He closed his eyes.

"I don't think we've had sex like that since we got married," She laughed. "I no longer fear that you think I'm not sexy." He smiled and kissed her.

"Hey you," Sherry said and walked into the suite.

"Hey," Adam smiled. "I feel like I haven't seen you at all."

"Yeah, I know," She sighed, "I'm sorry. Where's Mel?"

"Mel is working," He laughed, "It's um, 6 o'clock in Paris so," Sherry nodded. "Derek?"

"He's out with some friends," She said softly. That was what she was telling herself. She knew better. He nodded. "So the wedding should be good. Julie's like a rockstar."

"Yeah," He laughed.

"Derek's moving in," She said. He looked at her. "I haven't even told Aimee yet."

"Wow," He looked at her, "That's a big step, are you sure about it?"

"Yeah," She nodded, "I mean, I love him, and we've been together for so long, it just makes sense you know?"

"Yeah, sure," He whispered and stood up. "I should go check on Mel."

"Adam," She sighed and grabbed his hand.

"Sherry," He looked at her, "It's OK, I'm happy for you." She nodded as he walked away.

"Ask me not to Adam," She closed her eyes and said once he was gone.

"Mm," Julie whimpered kissing Portman again as his hand ran up her thigh. "Oh, I missed you Portman."

"I missed you too babe," He whispered.

"What did Maya say?" She asked. He stopped, "When you broke up with her."

"Um, well," He sat um, "I didn't quite get to that." She pulled away.

"You didn't break up with your girlfriend?" She stared at him. He sighed. "What happened to you?"

"Julie," He sighed, taking her face in his hands, "I'm going to. I love you, I know that I always will." She stood up.

"Portman," She looked at him, "I love you, but you can't do this to me!" She swallowed. "You can't just show up at my hotel room, and kiss me and tell me you still love me," She sighed, "You have a girlfriend, and I've put my heart on ice for a year." She looked down.

"I doubt anyone could tell the difference," He whispered.

"What?" She said.

"See most people tell the people they love how they feel about things," He said. She rolled her eyes, "Most girls, cry when they break up with their boyfriends, or um most couples in long distance relationships have sex every time they see each other. But no, not Julie Gaffney, that would require surrendering control."

"Wow," She nodded, "I didn't think that a year after we broke up, the Ice Queen argument would still hold up, but clearly," She crossed her arms, "Let's see what else can we rehash? I know, why don't we go back even further? I don't trust you right, but I have no reason for that, you'll always be there."

"Well, I wouldn't want to put any pressure on you Julie," He shrugged. "Because you've got quite enough of that."

"I think you should get out," She shrugged, "Maya's waiting for you I'm sure."

"Maya's always waiting," He smirked. She frowned. "Ooh, finally chipped away at the ice huh? You're also wearing my shirt."

"What?" She looked at him.

"That's my Team USA tee," He said, "I left it at your house two years ago, after Christmas."

"And?" She said.

"I'm not leaving without an item that's clearly mine," He smirked. She huffed and pulled the tee shirt off. His eyes bulged.

"What now?" She said.

"Aren't you gonna put another one on?" He blinked. She stepped forward wearing nothing but a pair of white cotton panties.

"Hm," She smiled cocking her head, "No," She shook her head. He swallowed She handed him the shirt. "Is something wrong?"

"No," He swallowed, "Um," He took a deep breath and composed himself. Julie's breasts weren't new, he'd seen them a million times. "You're a bitch."

"I know that look in your eyes," She whispered. "Do you want me Dean?"

"I'm just gonna go," He swallowed and walked away. She smiled and walked over to her suitcase and pulled out another old tee shirt. She looked at it, it was also his, the Team USA one she could maybe have claimed but a girl from Maine doesn't acquire old beat up Cubs tee shirts on her own. She pulled it on and curled up in bed. She'd won that fight, but she would rather be curled up with Dean.

"Where were you?" Maya said as he walked into their room. "I was worried and you weren't answering your phone."

"We got caught up with the baby, I'm sorry," He said and kissed her. She pulled away. "Maya."

"What's that?" She said, looking at the tee shirt.

"Just um," He said, "Julie returned it." Maya nodded. "I'm sorry. For bailing on you."

"It's fine," She shrugged and sat down. "What are you thinking about?" He sat down next to her and kissed her. "Mm," She whimpered lying down. "I've been thinking about that too."

"Good," He whispered and kissed down her neck, undressing her. Maya closed her eyes and buried the feeling she had, that feeling that she knew he wasn't thinking about her.

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