Sorry for the little delay. I have been swamped with school-work etc. Finals are next week so I may not be able to update until after then. Hope you enjoy!
As they left the building, Ephram looked over at Madison, "Are we…ok?"
"I get that the dreams didn't mean anything to you until recently…I do, but I want you to feel like you can tell me anything-"
He cut her off, "I do – I know I can tell you anything, and I do…I tell you everything-usually, and I'm sorry that I didn't tell you sooner, I really am."
"I know…it's ok-we're ok"
Ephram smiled, "Good…cause therapy is usually supposed to fix problems, not create them…"
Madison smiled and slipped her arm through his, "I think we made a lot of progress today don't you?"
They decided to walk the fifteen blocks back to their apartment, giving them a chance to talk more about the session.
They got back to their apartment a little while later.
"So…what do you wanna do now? I was thinking we should write in our journals, just in case we didn't get all of our thoughts out earlier…" Ephram said with a smile as he hung up his jacket.
Madison smiled and walked up to him, "actually…I had something else in mind" she said seductively before kissing him, "maybe test out that 'very, very strong' love life of ours…"
"I like the sound of that"
Ephram kissed her softly and they moved back towards the couch.
Just as Ephram started to pull Madison's shirt up they heard a phone ring.
"Don't" Ephram breathed in between kisses.
Madison looked towards her purse, "What if it's-" Ephram stopped her with another kiss.
Madison pulled away and reached for her purse.
"No- no- no- no- no c'mon-it's probably nothing"
She checked the caller ID, "Shit"
Ephram sighed, "What?"
Madison flipped her phone open, "Hello?"
She sat up quickly, "No-no of course I didn't forget…I, I just had an appointment that ran a little late"
She stood up and started ruffling through her briefcase, Ephram leaned back and watched.
"No I'm on my way right now, I'll be there in…ten minutes."
She flipped her phone shut and slipped her shoes on.
Ephram stood up and walked towards her, "Your other boyfriend?"
Madison smiled, then looked at him apologetically, "I'm sorry, I totally forgot I had a meeting with this manager-the band is only in town for one night so this is the only time he could meet with me."
She walked over to him, "I'll make it up to you ok? When I get back…I'll cook dinner, and then for dessert…" she leaned in close, "we can finish what we started"
Ephram smiled, "I guess I can live with that"
She gave him a sweet kiss and left.
Ephram went and sat at his keyboard and started practicing.
Madison got to the restaurant fifteen minutes later. She rushed in, thankful for being out of the cold.
She walked up to a skinny man with messy, long dark hair, sitting at a booth near the bar.
"Mr. Tavers?" she asked as she walked up to the booth. The man responded to his name and looked up, Madison put out her hand, "Hi, Madison Kellner, sorry I'm late"
The man looked surprised, "You're Ms. Kellner?" he asked in a strong British accent as he stood up and shook her hand.
Madison sat down across from him and nodded, "yup that's me…now Mr. Travers, I know-"
"Please-call me James…and let's not get into that business jabber just yet-let me get you a drink"
Madison shook her head, "No, thanks, I'm really ok…I know you're in a rush so let's just-"
James stopped her, "No-no, I'm not in a rush…"
"Oh…I'm sorry, it's just on the phone you said-"
"Well yes…I was in a hurry because I really didn't want to waste my time in another boring meeting –but that was before I saw how drop-dead gorgeous you were"
Madison looked down and bit her lip, this was not good.
Back at the apartment, Ephram was still practicing when he felt his phone vibrate. He took off his headphones and answered it.
"Hello?"
"Ephram, hey"
"Oh, hey dad, what's up?"
"Not too much, just the usual…how's it going with you?"
"Good. Things are good."
"That's good, how's Madison?"
"She's good"
"Good, good…Anyway, I was just calling to ask about your trip next week…I was wondering if you needed me to pick you up from the airport"
"Oh-uh…I don't think so, we were planning on renting a car…and we were just gonna stay in Denver Saturday night-cause we'll be getting in really late."
"Oh well that sounds good, so we'll see you guys Sunday then?"
"Actually we were thinking about spending Sunday in Denver too, I want to see Bright, and Madison has some friends out there so…we'll probably just drive in on Monday morning if that's ok?"
"Oh…that's ok, no problem, we didn't really have anything planned, you know us…"
Andy sounded disappointed and Ephram could tell, but he had big plans for Sunday and he wasn't about to give them up.
"Well I'll call you when we get in I guess…"
"Ok, that sounds good…we'll see you next week"
"Alright, bye."
"Bye."
Ephram flipped the phone shut and went back to practicing.
Back at the restaurant Madison was still having trouble getting James to stay on topic.
Madison looked up, "Mr. Tavers, I really think we should just stick to business…" Madison cleared her throat and continued, ignoring his attempt to interrupt, "Now, I realize The Leftovers have probably gotten offers from every indie label on the planet, and when you got my call you probably laughed. You don't want to sign with some major label… major labels equal commercialization, and you don't want to sell out. I get it, and I totally agree, but I'm part of a small section of tri-star records that was created to find bands just like The Leftovers and give them the resources to make their own records and increase their fan-bases without jeopardizing their character."
She reached into her briefcase and pulled out a folder, "Here is an offer I drew up, it's in no way final, but it's just an idea of what we're willing to give"
James looked down at the folder and then back at Madison, "Are you sure I can't get you a drink love?"
Madison half-smiled, "Mr. Tavers, I'm not going to play games here, the offer is on the table, look it over with the band and get back to me" she stood up and put her coat on.
"Woah-woah, you don't have to go, it's dreadful out there, please stay. I promise I'll look this over."
"I'm sorry, I really can't…but I'm guessing you'll look that over anyway because if you pass up a deal that good, you're really going to regret it"
With that Madison turned and walked out of the restaurant.