Chapter 16

Lulu and Dillon went to a late movie that night. When they left the theater Lulu said, "Lets go get some coffee."

They started to walk down the sidewalk.

Dillon said, "I don't drink coffee this late."

She laughed. "You're old, man."

"I am not." he said with a smile " I'm not even near old."

She looked at her watch and said, "Damn, its after midnight. I didn't think it was so late Is it past your bedtime, gramps?"

He grabbed her around the waist.

She squealed. She hadn't made a sound like thatsince she was a teenager. He picked her up and spun her around.

"Could a grandfather do this?" he asked

"Put me down. You'll throw out your back." she said laughing.

He said "Like hell I will." and spun her around again. Then he said, "Owww."

He put her down.

She tried not to smirk as she said, "Hurt your back?"

"No." he said as he reached for his back. "Just tweaked it."

She giggled as they started walking again.

After a while she said, "You just aren't use to having fun anymore. Your body is saying "Take me back to the boring mansion so I can sit behind my desk again.'"

"You think you're funny, don't you?" He said as he stopped and pulled her close.

She nodded.

His eyes were sparkling as he said, "Don't stay away another twenty years, ok? Cause this town is boring as hell without you."

She could feel the warmth of his body against hers. Her breathing became ragged.

He saw the look of desire enter her eyes and before he could stop himself, ever so lightly, he brushed his lips over hers.

Then he took a step back and said, softly, "Good night, Lulu."

She looked around and realized she was standing a half of block from the Metro Court. She said, "Night, Dillon. It was..."

"Yeah, it was." he said with a sweet smile that melted her heart. He gave her a little wave and walked away.

She watched him go, wishing he would turn around and stay.

Carrying his suitcase Clark walked into Kelly's and saw an elderly man sweeping.

The man said, "Can I help you?"

"Do you have rooms for rent?"

"Sure do. How long you want one for?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe a few days, maybe more."

"Okay. We're flexible here. I'm Mike."

They shook hands. "Nice to meet you. I'm Clark Olsen."

"You don't say?"

Clark saw a look of recognition in the old man's eyes. "You know me?"

"We just met. How would I know you?"Mike joked with him, well aware of who he was. Katie worked at Kelly's and everyone in town knew about her recent surgery. Gossip still traveled fast in Port Charles. Mike joked to Clark, "You're not one of those suspicious city folk are you?"

"No. But..." Clark wanted to ask are you related to me? but said, "forget it. Can I see the room now?"

"Right this way, Clark. I'm giving you the best one in the place."