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I had been truly annoyed with Dove, even when she explained that she had wanted to scare Lorne away by seeming over zealous because he wanted more than a one night stand and she wasn't interested in a full time relationship with him. How inviting him on a romantic couples weekend would achieve this I was unsure, but Dove had been certain it would work. It hadn't, if anything Lorne was even more enthusiastic to be with her.
"If you had confided in me beforehand I could have told you that." I stated. "Rather than turn up and spoil the time I had with Mal. We were this close Dove, this close to making love and we return to the cabin and you were there with several others in tow. It was not the behaviour of a best friend."
"I know. I made a mistake. I'm sorry. But I was desperate." She protested.
"Just tell him to get lost, I'm sure he'll get the message." I stated. "Tell him you're Fatima Marlow's daughter, that is almost certain to drive him away. I will tell him now if you wish me too." I offered. "But dragging him out to a cabin in the woods with two other couples was not the way to do it."
"I won't do it again." Dove said, dropping her head.
"And that is a fact for Mal is most aggrieved and has stated that you are not welcome at his cabin again." I said firmly. "It is his secret sanctuary and he is rather particular about who can go there."
"I'll…I'll give you space. I won't bother you for at least a fortnight. Hey, it's valentines this weekend, I'll give you our room for once." She offered.
"There's no need when I have Mal's room to go to." I stated.
"Yeah." Dove said sadly. "What can I do to make it up to you?"
"Nothing." I said. "Just give me time to calm."
"Ok."
I spent as little time as possible in my room over that week. It was hard to be alone with Dove without thinking she had betrayed me in some manner. I was angered most for the fact that I had confided in her the aborted attempts Mal and I had of love making because of being interrupted and she herself had interrupted us.
Mal and I spent the week planning what we would do. Mal calculated that if we left straight after his lesson on Saturday we could be up at the cabin by the afternoon. We could then spend the night and come back Sunday morning. It seemed perfect, but we hadn't planned it, Mal merely made a note that it was possible and come Saturday, if we both felt up to it we would travel to the cabin. If not, there was always the following weekend.
The only thing we planned was a double date with Alec and Lamia to a new nightclub that had recently opened on the outskirts of Riverside. It was set to be a strange evening as was, but then Jane and Fred showed up on the night and thought it would be immense fun to join us. At least Jane thought it would be immense fun, Fred merely trailed in her wake as he normally did over such decisions.
Therefore, the six of us went to the nightclub on Thursday, for Lamia had heard it was a Goth night every Thursday, however it turned out that they held the Goth night the first Thursday of every month and the rest of the time it was your run of the mill nightclub. Even on a Thursday the club was busy, possibly because it was new and there was still a sense of novelty to it.
I had hoped that in the darkness and heat of the nightclub I could get Mal to dance, but it was clear this would not come to pass. I spent a while dancing with Jane, she had a joie de vivre I hadn't noticed before, but then again I had grown used to her being Jane the leader of the Coalition, I forgot that she had this whimsical side.
She enjoyed the attention of the human men about us. She'd never cheat on Fred, but having so many eyes upon her seemed to feed something within her, bolster her spirit and make her lighter. I didn't mind her dancing close to me at times; it enhanced the interest of the men while keeping them at bay.
Then I required a drink. I explained my plan to Jane and went to where Mal was standing next to Fred watching Jane and I dance.
"I am going for a drink." I said. "Care to join me at the bar?"
"Yeah. Wait for me a mo, I need the toilet." He replied.
"Too much beer?" I teased.
"It's the Coke in between to keep me half sober." He replied in a joking manner and kissed my forehead. "I need to go…empty the tank and I'll meet you at the bar."
"I will be on a stool. I will not order until you join me." I promised.
"I won't be long." Mal replied and stroked my cheek.
I smiled and parted with Mal, pushing through the dancing bodies until I reached the bar. Thankfully the stools were empty bar one, which was occupied by a man in an ill-fitting Hawaiian shirt and had very messy hair. I took the stool furthest from him and tried to look occupied with the cocktail menu.
"What would you like?" The bartender asked.
"Please forgive me, I am yet to decide." I said, glancing up from the list. "I cannot decide which drink I would like the most. Perhaps the Olympic Muse might be in order. I was one once you know. But that costs quite a fair bit of money I may settle for a beer."
"I'll come back when you've decided." The bar tender said gruffly and moved away.
I took out my phone and decided to check my messages. There was one from Tony asking how my night was going.
Great Brother. Jane is quite amusing when she lets her hair down. You and Grace should double with Jane and Fred sometime and see for yourself xx
I sensed movement to my side and looked up to find the bar tender placing a light blue drink in front of me.
"I did not order this." I stated. "What is it?"
"An Olympic Muse. Courtesy of the gentleman." The server stated, indicating the man to my left.
"I do not accept drinks from strangers." I stated firmly.
"Look lady, I just serve the drinks. It's been paid for. It's yours. It's up to you whether you drink it or not, just don't tip it over the guy's head cause I really don't want to dig out the mop and bucket." He replied in harassed tones.
"Very well. I will take this matter up with my benefactor." I said haughtily.
"Whatever." The bar tender muttered before he moved away.
"Excuse me." I said to the man sitting on my left. "I believe this is your Olympic Muse." I stated as I pushed the glass toward him.
"Not my tonic princess." He said, pushing the glass back toward me. "I'm more of a beer guy myself."
"Well you should have thought about that before you ordered this drink. It is most unsavoury to buy a drink for someone without consulting them first." I said firmly.
"It always works in the movies." The man said with a shrug.
"Yes. However that is make-believe and it is usually a bottle of champagne or some other wine, not a single glass of cocktail that may have been tampered with." I chastised. "Nobody in their right mind would drink a glass of alcohol bought for them by a stranger in a bar."
"I guess it depends on how much of a stranger that stranger is, Baby Doll." The man said, turning to me properly for the first time as the strobe lighting hit his face, illuminating those features that had sent many a female heart racing.
"Simon?" I gasped.
He put his finger to his lips and winked.
"Dear Boy?" I gasped, reverting to my old nickname for him since it was clear he wished to remain incognito. "What are you doing here?"
Simon moved closer to me with his bottle of beer in his hand and I took up the Olympic Muse, as he stood close enough to me to speak into my ear.
"Trying to have a night out. The studio booked the VIP room, but I like to get out among the people. What's the point in coming to a nightclub if you don't mingle right? But trouble is, soon as someone spots me I get mobbed, hence the wig."
"And what a most becoming wig it is too." I teased.
"Ha Baby Doll, still got the humour I see." He chortled, slipping his arm around my waist as he kissed my cheek, before he settled back to leaning against the bar. "So what you been up to? You stopped writing."
"It was hard to keep track of where you would be from one week to the next." I said, feeling a little guilty that I had neglected him. "I have been busy too, with life." I stated, knowing it would be hard to elaborate.
"What life would that be?" He asked, picking at the label on his bottle of beer.
"It has been hectic." I stalled, trying to think of something I could tell him. "I have a little sister now."
"You do?"
"Yes. Her name is Billie and she's a little rascal." I said adoringly. "I love her dearly. However, when Mother had another child I realised it was never too late to expand on one's life, so I have returned to college. I intend to go on to do a teaching course."
"You wanna be a teacher?" He asked in amazement.
"Yes. I think it will be something worthwhile." I stated.
"It is." Simon said. "Much better than acting."
"You bring joy to millions, that is a good thing." I stated.
"I wasn't fishing Baby Doll." Simon stated.
"I am sure you weren't." I said and nudged his shoulder.
Simon sniggered and took a sip of his beer.
"So how's Tony?"
"He is good." I stated. "Very much happier now he has reunited with Grace. They are as solid as any couple could be. I am sure there are wedding bells on the horizon, if this is a thing that Grace wants."
"Tony and Grace are together now?" Simon asked.
"Yes." I replied.
"Good. I was a little worried. Reading Darktide I got the impression that Grace was acting out a fantasy life she should have with Tony but wasn't getting." He observed. "They were always nuts for each other, I never did get why they never went steady in high school."
"There were complications that are no longer applicable." I said carefully.
"I didn't quite catch that?" Simon said with a frown. "It's too loud in here to talk. How about you come to the VIP room with me?"
"I am here with friends." I said abruptly, wondering what Simon would think of my being here with Mal.
"Round them up. They can come too as long as there's no more than ten." He offered.
I considered for a moment, and then decided this would be a treat for everyone, why wouldn't they wish to go to the VIP room?
"I will go find them." I stated. "Will you wait here?"
"Of course Baby Doll." He replied.
"Thank you." I said and slid off the stool to find Alec standing in my path. "Alec?"
"Are you in need of assistance?" He asked, his eyes travelling to Simon.
"Why would I need assistance?" I asked.
"Is this gentleman bothering you?" He said too low for humans to hear.
"No." I said just as lowly. "This is my good friend Simon from school. He has use of the back room and has invited us all for a party. Now behave yourself or I will be most upset."
"I planned nothing sinister." Alec countered as he contrived to look hurt.
"I am warning you beforehand." I said darkly. "Go find Lamia and inform her that we are to go to the VIP room then come meet me here by Simon."
"Yes Mistress." Alec said solemnly and bowed to me.
I glared at him and he grinned before turning about and heading out into the throng.
I went to where Jane was still dancing in that circle of men. I danced my way between the men until I reached Jane. I took her hand in order to stop her dancing, but she swung me into the dance instead, I followed her steps automatically.
Jane leant close to me giggling, "They're interest in me just went through the roof." She mused. "Thanks for that."
"Look Jane, I know you are enjoying the attention, but would you not rather enter the VIP room?" I asked.
"Who will be there?" She replied.
"I have no idea, but retrieve Fred and meet me at the bar." I stated.
"Ok." Jane said as she twirled me one last time. "I will meet you there." And we began to weave our way out from amongst the disappointed men.
As I approached the bar I saw Mal coming from the bathroom. I intercepted him.
"Guess what?" I said with a grin as I took his hand.
"What?" He asked, matching my smile.
"We're going to the VIP room." I said excitedly.
"We are?" He asked in disbelief.
"I got us an invite!" I said, nodding.
"How?"
"Come and see." I said excitedly and led him to the bar where Alec was stood hand-in-hand with Lamia but still glaring at Simon.
Jane and Fred were suddenly beside Mal and I as we reached Simon.
"Is this everyone?" Simon asked.
"Yes." I replied.
"Ok. So shall we?" Simon said and before I could give proper introductions he placed his arm around my shoulders and led our party through the chaos of the bar to a door where a thickset man stood guard. He had that posture of all good guardsmen that indicated he could remain standing in that position all night, but could step into action if needs be.
His eyes flickered over our group before he met Simon's eye.
"They're all with me Chuck." He declared.
Chuck nodded and unfastened the rope that barred access to the door. Simon walked forward and I with him for he still had his arm around me in a, was it a possessive fashion? I was almost certain this could not be for Simon had never been the possessive type. I would have to set him straight soon, but for now I was pulled along in his wake as he led us into a fairly large room, possibly half the size of the main room. It was decorated in neutral tones whilst mood was added by the use of strategically placed coloured lights.
The first half of the room was given to the seating area, a circular pit that was sunk into the floor. There were cushioned seats around the circumference of the circle whilst in the centre were two half circle tables that left a walkway between the two sets of steps. The second half of the room was given over to a dance floor, a small platform for use as a stage, although there was no band this evening, and the bar where a young woman was doing her level best to look busy despite the fact that the ten occupants in the room were well plied with drinks.
"Simon! Darling! You came back!" A woman announced, rising from the pit and I couldn't shake the feeling of seeing a demon rise up thanks to her red sequined dress that must have been held on with tape.
It took a moment for me to register why she looked familiar and once I knew who this woman happened to be I felt myself gawping. It took all my will to close my mouth as the woman tottered up the steps in a pair of red killer heals.
"Did you enjoy your tour amongst the revellers?" She asked as she hugged Simon.
"It was so-so." Simon said as he pulled away, shaking his hand. "But I did bump into my old sweetheart. Kat I would like you to meet my Princess, my Baby Doll."
"Liza." The woman purred and held out a hand armed with the sharpest red nails I had ever seen.
"Pleased to meet you Ms Perez." I said as politely as I could muster and I tried not to make it too obvious that I was trying to see the marks of age on her for the woman should be at least in her seventies by now, although she had never been forthcoming about her age.
"And I'm pleased to meet you darling." She declared and placed a big kiss on my cheek as if we were dear old friends. "Oh but you are as precious as Si has always described."
"You still speak of me?" I demanded of Simon, feeling a little perturbed by the idea.
"You were my first girlfriend Baby Doll. I ain't never gonna forget you." Simon stated as he removed the wig and Hawaiian shirt to reveal his light brown hair styled in that way that sent all the ladies wild. "Don't you still talk about me?"
I opened my mouth to answer.
"All the time but." Mal cut in and I wondered a moment why he would create such a lie, but then I did talk of Simon now and again, lamenting the platonic friendship I had lost. Mal was trying to preserve this, I was sure.
"But what?" Simon said with a frown.
"But nothing but." Mal said with a grin.
"Mal!" I snapped when it was clear he was taking advantage of Simon's ignorance.
"Sorry." He said with a laugh as he placed his hand on my shoulder. "I was teasing you a bit, but you did played a Welshman once. I saw you in that film, Leeks of Doom. Not a bad attempt at the accent though." He lied seamlessly. "I still think they should have cast Rhodri Jenkins though. Would have made more sense with him being Welsh and all, but there you go. I was using 'but' like friend or pal or mate."
"Ah right. Well we just used 'bach'." Simon said with a frown.
"That works too." Mal said with a shrug. "Isn't that right bach?" He directed to me and I nodded in agreement then thought it was high time to introduce him.
"Simon, Ms Perez, this is Mal, my b…" I began.
"Welcome to our little party darling!" Kat Perez announced, cutting me off, as she flung her arms around Mal and landed a big kiss on his cheek, leaving behind a big red lipstick print.
I gasped and my hand went to my own cheek. Alec pressed a handkerchief into my other hand but I knew I would need a mirror.
"Is there a bathroom?" I asked in a small voice, knowing it was rude to duck out on the introductions, but if there was lipstick on my cheek in such a shocking shade of red…
"That way Baby Doll." Simon said, pointing to the other end of the room.
"Please excuse me." I said with a slight dip before I hurried to the doorway.
I ignored the people sat in the pit as I passed them and they ignored me. I pushed open the door at the far end of the room to find a corridor. There was a door immediately on the left that had a combination lock and was evidently the entrance to the bar. Halfway along the corridor two doors faced each other. One was the female bathroom, the other for the males. At the end of the hallway was another door and I had no idea what lay beyond it and I was too much in need of cleaning my cheek to be overly curious in that instant.
I washed away the lipstick by damping the handkerchief. Once my cheek was cleaned I wiped it with a paper towel. I decided to reapply my own makeup and fix my hair somewhat before I exited the bathroom.
I almost jumped when I found Alec standing, waiting for me.
"We should leave." He said urgently, "I don't trust these people."
"Give it a rest Alec." I sighed.
"They're all utterly false." He said darkly.
"They are actors Alec, it is their job to sell falsehood." I replied.
Alec still look perturbed and I felt a stab of sympathy for him. I placed my hands to his arms and kissed his cheek lightly.
"We are safe here." I assured him. "Not all my former boyfriends are trying to kill me."
Alec scowled.
"Please Alec." I said softly. "Can you at least attempt to have fun this night? Think of Lamia and the experience you can both gain from this night."
Alec sighed.
"I will try to relax, but I cannot promise." He said in a low voice.
"Thank you for the handkerchief." I said. "It came in most useful."
"It was a way to ensure a moment alone with you." He stated.
"Why?" I asked.
"To tell you that Simon still has designs on you and you must tell him you are with Mal." Alec said darkly.
"And I will." I replied. "I will tell him."
"Good. You are with Mal now, and that I can accept, I know he has nothing but your best interest in mind. Simon on the other hand is a Hollywood actor with loose morals and I should hate for you to become embroiled in a life that would make you unhappy." He stated.
"I have no intension of having any relationship other than friendship with Simon." I stated. "I am with Mal now."
"Good." Alec said, tapping my arm. "Now let us return."
We returned to the VIP to find that our party was now sat around the table opposite the people who had already been in the room.
"Hey Baby Doll, come sit here." Simon called, tapping the seat next to him.
I glided down the steps and sat beside Simon, Kat Perez sat immediately on my other side, obviously having decided to trade her own friends in for Simon's. Once I sat down Simon rested his arm along the back of the seat behind me and I smiled at him.
"Thank you for inviting us back here." I said, before shooting a look at Alec and nodding for him to sit down.
He sat down next to Lamia and took her hand once more, although he was glaring at Simon. Mal was sat beside Alec and I could not read his expression. I wanted him to come over this side so that he could be introduced properly to Simon. I was about to state this when Simon spoke.
"It's good to have some decent company." He said, shooting a glance at the people on the other table.
"Tell me about it." Kat Perez said with a sigh.
"I thought they were your guests." I stated.
"No. They're producers, and executives and other film bigwigs I have to prostitute myself to in order to find work these days. Look at this face and tell me I can't reprise the role of Jenny Insetta as if only a few years have gone by?" She demanded.
I had to think for a moment; unsure of whom she was referring to.
"They're planning a sequel to Pink Stiletto?" Mal asked, as he crossed the walkway and sat on the edge of the semi circle the executives occupied so that he could join in our conversation.
"More an update of the original." Kat conceded. "But they know the fans want Kat Perez and not some young usurper. But they think I am too old. Do I look too old?" She asked with a pout.
"Not at all." Alec said, coming to stand next to Mal while Lamia leant against the table next to Alec. "You look very young. I have always admired you and followed your career closely."
Lamia couldn't quite hide her look of distaste that Alec was a fan of Kat Perez.
"Oh bless you dear." Kat said, as she tapped Alec's arm. "But my best work was before you were born. Look at me now, reduced to those tedious vampire films and forced to embody the character as if I truly were a vampire." She sighed before she took a big gulp of the cocktail that was in her glass.
"The vampire films are rather dreadful." I said. "But I feel it is more the lack of decent script and direction that has led to such a dire mess and nothing to do with the performance. I think your vampire queen is one of the most chilling portrayals of vampiredom ever put to film."
"Thank you for saying that darling." Kat said as she hooked me into a one-arm embrace.
"Well it's our thing isn't it?" Mal said. "Our hobby if you like. We plan to see every vampire film ever."
"Why?" Simon asked.
"Oh, it's one of Liza's little curiosities." Mal said, winking at me. "Got a little attached to them in college didn't you bach?"
"Yes." I replied, contriving to sound embarrassed of the fact. "I had a roommate who was interested with all things dark and gothic, under the barrage of her obsession I found myself drawn to the genre. Now Mal and Alec have no choice but to join me in my pursuit."
"Ah it's worth it." Mal conceded.
"A minor niggle that detracts nothing from the pleasure of being in your company." Alec stated.
"It's one of the things that make hanging with you guys a treat." Lamia observed. "You're knowledge of all things vampire is interesting."
"You're knowledge is in-depth too." I said smiling at Lamia and she nodded her head.
"I thought it would be fun back here!" Jane complained.
"You do not like the conversation?" I asked.
"I find it tedious." She snapped. "I was having fun dancing. Can we have some music on?"
"Let's go see." Kat said, rising to her feet and she took Jane's hand, and my hand too so that I had to stand, and somehow managed to get Lamia tangled into her impromptu entourage, and she dragged us along to the bar. "Excuse me, how about a little music for us to dance?"
"Of course Ms Perez." The barmaid said.
She turned to a panel and pressed a few buttons. Soon a saucy mambo began to play through the room as the lights began to stroke the dance floor. Kat was already swaying to the music and it was hard not to fall into the rhythm with her.
"Come on girls, let's have some fun." She declared as she pulled us onto the floor.
I gave Jane a look, but she merely shrugged and began to dance along with Kat, Lamia began dancing too, although it seemed to be in an ironic way. I realised I had no choice as I began to dance myself. It was rather fun to be honest, I liked this, preferred it to the press of people outside.
I was enjoying dancing with the girls but also alone when I felt a hand take min, and I was twirled into a dance with Simon. I felt the old thrill return, the one that had often taken me when we were cheerleaders and he was my partner. I think Simon must have felt the same wave of nostalgia. The track changed to an electro dance number that I knew well and without thought from my head, my body was suddenly working through that long ago routine with Simon.
I felt true elation by the time we finished and then there was cheering, the executives had turned to watch the entertainment and they enjoyed what they observed. I bowed theatrically to them and repressed a giggle.
Then another intro I recognised began and I looked at Simon and he grinned at me with a shrug. I rolled my eyes and slipped my shoes off for this one was more energetic and I would not be able to perform it in heels. In fact performing it in a dress was somewhat risky, but if I kept my flips fast enough then I would not reveal my underwear to the bar.
I was feeling a little breathless by the time we had finished, but Simon still wanted more.
"We should sit down now." I stated.
"The producers think it's all part of the show." Simon whispered in my ear. "Come on Baby Doll, just one more dance I promise."
"Very well." I said with a sigh and listened out for the intro so I could find my starting position.
I was half way through the number when I realised this was the one I had performed for Mal in the laundrette. That moment of realisation caused a hesitation and for the first time in my life I had a misstep. I recovered quickly, but I felt a sudden wave of guilt to be dancing with Simon while Mal looked on.
As soon as the music ended I leapt off the stage and went to sit beside Mal who had a glass of cola waiting for me. I drank it in one mouthful and thanked him for it. I had been thirsty and Mal had known this. I kissed his cheek in further thanks and took his hand, contemplating what he would do if I pulled him up onto the stage where Jane had managed to engage Simon in a dance and Lamia was allowing Alec to lead her in a tango to the apt beat of the pop song now playing.
"You really are good at the cheerleading stuff." Fred said conversationally as he moved closer to Mal and me. "I wish I'd smuggled myself down to LA to you see you compete that time Jane did."
"I would have been honoured to have you in the audience." I replied.
"How did you get so good?" He asked.
I shrugged.
"I always had a natural ability for dance." I stated.
"Because of your…heritage." Fred asked, wording it carefully in case humans overheard.
"If that were the case then Mal would have no aversion to dancing." I said, tapping his hand.
"I could dance if you taught me." He stated.
"Really?" I asked excitedly, and I took his hand. "Come on. We will start now." I added and led him to the dance floor.
"You're dancing darling?" Kat Perez asked and she scooted me out of the way and grabbed Mal to her and began swaying him around.
I stood shocked for a moment; Kat Perez was a lot stronger than she looked. I had to investigate but before I could a hand grabbed my arm.
"Can you show me where the bathroom is?" Lamia asked.
"Of course." I said, looking with worry as Kat Perez draped herself over my boyfriend while he attempted to free himself.
"I am rather desperate." Lamia observed.
"It's this way." I said and led her into the corridor.
"This isn't a safe place." She said. "Anyone could be lurking in here and no one in the room would be any the wiser."
"Yes." I agreed as we entered the bathroom.
"Please wait for me?" Lamia asked.
"You are afraid?" I replied, thinking it strange in her.
"Yeah. There's too many people here I don't know. I don't want to take the risk." She explained.
"I will wait for you." I promised. "And now that I am here I feel I could use the facilities myself."
Lamia and I entered the stalls and I relieved myself before coming out and washing my hands. Lamia wasn't far behind me.
"This bathroom is a lot nicer that the ones in the main part." She stated. "They're disgusting. And not in the good way."
"I usually avoid using public facilities if I can possibly help it." I observed.
"The dorms must be a killer for you."
"I try not to think of it." I replied.
"You're not really Alec's cousin are you." She stated in a way that indicated she knew I wasn't.
"What makes you say that?" I asked.
"You just don't seem related and it would make more sense." She replied.
"What would?"
"The massive big crush he has on you." She stated and watched my reaction in the mirror.
"Oh that! It is nothing but misplaced affection." I stated. "He was always shy and teased relentlessly as a child. My twin Tony and I were the only ones to show him any attention. It is nothing he won't grow out of."
"Right. That's ok I guess. It's not as bad as what I was thinking." She said thoughtfully.
"Good." I said, deciding not to pry into what she truly thought.
"Now on to my next question." She said, turning to me now. "How could you be Simon Leighton's high school girlfriend? He's at least ten years older than us."
Damn Lamia was observant.
"Ten years older than you perhaps." I said as an idea suddenly leapt into my head.
"What?" She asked.
"Ok, I'm gonna let you in on a little secret but you got to promise you won't tell anyone." I said, thinking fast.
"You can trust me." Lamia said solemnly.
"I'm really a twenty eight year old grad student. I'm writing my thesis on acceptance and approval among young people when entered into new environments for my sociology doctorate." I stated.
"Wow." Lamia observed.
"Yes. But you can't tell anyone or it will mess up my findings." I pleaded.
"Ok." She replied. "So is Alec twenty eight?"
"No." I answered truthfully.
"So he's your younger cousin?" She hazarded.
"Yes." I lied.
"Right." She said with a relieved sigh. "His crush makes even more sense now, if his cool older cousin was showing him more attention than the girls at school."
"Yes." I replied. "But do not mention anything to him, it will embarrass him and he is likely to push you away."
"I won't." Lamia promised. "And I'll keep your secret too. Does Mal know?"
"He's my partner on the paper."
"Oh, so all those times you disappear together is for meetings about your paper."
"Yes."
"Interesting."
"Shall we return to the room now?" I asked.
"Yeah." Lamia agreed.
We left the bathroom and then I remembered I had left my purse behind.
"Go ahead." I said, "I won't be a moment."
Lamia nodded and I watched her to the door before I went back into the bathroom and took up my purse. I stepped back out into the corridor and wasn't paying much attention as I looked through my purse.
A hand went about my mouth and I reacted quickly, allowing my purse to drop and taking my assailant's hand and throwing him over me. He landed on the floor at my feet and I readied to strike down.
"Jeez Elizabeth it's just me." Simon said, holding his hands out in defence. "You still got the kung fu moves I see." He added as I stood back to allow him to stand.
"I don't take kindly to people sneaking up behind me in dark corridors." I stated coldly as I tried to calm my racing heart.
"Sorry Baby Doll, I just wanted to get you on your own where the producers wouldn't see me give you this." He said and pushed a square of paper into my hand. "I got nothing on the next two days, if you want to do something give me a call." He said, kissed my cheek then stepped into the men's bathroom.
I looked at the folded paper for a long moment, stuffed it into my purse and made my way back into the main room. After my fright I required a drink so I turned to the bar to order one. I went to take money from my purse.
"It's open bar." The barmaid stated. "There's no need to pay."
"Thank you." I said with a smile. "But you deserve a tip regardless." I stated and slipped a ten onto the bar.
"Thanks." The barmaid said and slipped it into her pocket. "None of these industry vultures have tipped me tonight, in fact the only other one was the tall guy with brown hair who looks like Si Leighton who came in with your lot. Is he Simon's brother?"
"No." I said. "And they do not look alike. They merely have similar colouring." I said firmly before I turned from the bar and spotted Mal sitting back in his seat.
I went over to him and sat beside him.
"What are you drinking?" He asked, looking at my glass.
"It's merely fruit juices." I assured him. "I have had enough alcohol this evening. I wish to keep my wits about me."
"Why?"
"I… Unfamiliar surroundings." I stated. "I know I have you to protect me, but I rather be a help than a burden."
"What are you afraid of?" Mal asked, taking my cheek gently.
I shook my head, I felt silly to admit that Simon had unnerved me. He truly had frightened me and I did not wish to give Mal any reason to hate Simon while we were near enough for him to act upon it. Simon was merely being playful and had I not been involved with Mal I am sure I would have laughed it off and turned it to flirting.
"It is being among so many people I don't know in such an intimate setting." I stated. "Would you like to dance now? That would ease my mind."
"You know how to convince me into anything Bach." He whispered and kissed my cheek and I giggled before I got to my feet and pulled Mal up and onto the dance floor.
"I think I might have offended Kat earlier." Mal whispered as he took my hands. "I stepped on her toes like a billion times."
"I'm sure you're not that bad." I stated, moving his hands into a better position. "And there is no need for formality, this is a nightclub. Merely move with the music." I instructed as I began to sway.
Mal moved completely off the beat and I laughed at him as I placed my hands on his hips and began move them with me.
"Now this is a better way to dance." He said wrapping his arms about me and I rested my cheek against his chest, moving my arms up to rest around his back.
"Definitely." I agreed. "Although it is times like this I wish I were taller so that I could rest my arms about your neck."
"Or maybe if I was a bit shorter." He replied and I chuckled before stepping away because the song had become more up-tempo.
"How about trying a few moves?" I asked, moving my arms.
"I can just about keep my feet in line, god known what will happen if tried to get my arms involved." Mal remarked.
I chuckled and moved more to the music, dancing about Mal while he merely shuffled.
"See you can dance." I said, brushing his cheek when I was in front of him.
"You're a good tutor." He stated, taking my hand and spinning me.
I laughed, and spun him about, but he stumbled somewhat.
"And you call yourself a dhampir." I teased.
"What can I say? You knock me off my feet." He replied with a grin. "Talking of dhampir, what do you make of Kat Perez?"
"What?" I asked, and then laughed. "That cannot be."
"You're not using your senses again are you?" He stated. "Go dance with her and see."
I frowned for a moment, and then I looked about and spotted Kat dancing with Jane. I spun away from Mal and went to join the group.
"Now you are more my size." I said, taking Kat's hand and leading her into a dance.
I allowed my senses to expand and I smiled before stepping away and went to dance near to Jane.
"She is dhampir." I whispered.
"No wonder she never ages." Jane mused.
"Did you not sense her?" I asked out of curiosity.
"There is a strong scent of you and Mal." Jane stated. "Besides, would you really wish me to smell the air more than necessary?"
"No." I agreed. "What do we do?"
"Introduce ourselves." Jane said. "Time for a bathroom trip I think."
"What if Lamia wishes to join us?" I asked.
"Alec is keeping her occupied." Jane said with a smile and indicated where they were kissing in a corner.
"Then after three." I said and we stepped up to Kat.
"Come, it's time to powder our noses." I said in a friendly manner as I linked my arm with Kat's.
"Yes. Us girls together." Jane said, linking her arm on Kat's other side.
"I am much too old to be called a girl now." Kat observed.
"So am I my dear." Jane said lightly and we took advantage of Kat's confusion to usher her to the bathroom.
Jane locked the door while I hemmed Kat in by the sink to stop her escaping into the stalls.
"I must say her make up is very good." Jane mused as we stood side by side regarding Kat. "How do you hide the fact that the makeup is to make you look older not younger from the make up artists?"
"I don't know what you mean I'm sure." Kat replied.
"You're a dhampir." I said. "And do not deny it, for I am dhampir too and my every sense tells me you are dhampir. Jane here is vampire, and she knows you to be dhampir too."
"Oh no, not crazy fan girls. One call and security will be in here." Kat said, taking out her cell phone.
"I think you would rather not do that." Jane said, moving quickly and now she held Kat's phone and began to squeeze.
"There's no need to damage property." I stated as I held my hand out for the phone.
Jane rolled her eyes as she placed it in my hand.
"You know we are not human and neither are you Ms Perez." I said, slipping the phone into her purse and I took her hand and put it to my chest. "A humming bird heartbeat the same as you possess."
"No." Kat said, shaking her head and now she looked frightened.
"Oh I see." I gasped as it became apparent. "But you have us wrong Ms Perez. We are not a danger to you. This is Jane, leader of the Coalition, and I am Liza Black, daughter of Essie Black and descendent of the Cullens."
"The Cullens?" Kat gasped.
"Yes." I said, nodding my head and smiling because she recognised the name.
"Very well, I am a dhampir darlings, have been since I was born." She announced.
"Of course." I replied. "What other ways are there to be a dhampir?"
"It is something you are born to, and not gained like our friend here." Kat stated nodding her head toward Jane. "What is it you want with me?"
"Nothing." Jane assured her. "I am merely curious how you managed to stay hidden from the Volturi for so long. You have been active for a good many years and I never once heard suspicion of you. And I would have done during my days in Volterra for my brother was charged with rounding up strays."
"Volturi?" Kat hissed, her lip curling in disgust. "Even if they come for Katalia Petrograd they have no cause to take her. I was born before the Cullen child and I am protected by the treaty."
"Katalia Petrograd?" Jane questioned.
"The name my father gave me. But my mother was Mediterranean and it was easy to adjust my name once I learned what a monster my father was." She stated. "That is not important. You know what I am now, what purpose does it serve?"
"None." Jane said. "We were merely curious. But soon you will have to drop out of the limelight, when you do you should come speak with me."
"Where do I find you?" Kat asked flatly.
"The coalition HQ in Wyoming of course. Ask for Jane Drake and you will be led to me." Jane stated.
"Or you could attend the Summit in the spring." I stated. "Although it is the summer this year. June to be exact. It is being hosted in Nevada this year so you won't have far to travel."
"I will look in to attending." Kat Perez stated. "Send it via my agent marked 'For her eyes only' my agent will not read it then."
"We will be in contact." Jane said with a smile.
"Can I go now, or will little miss Coalition keep me further?" Kat asked scathingly.
"You can go." Jane said, standing aside.
Kat walked passed us, and then paused.
"You know, Simon always spoke of his Princess with such fondness, and you turn out to be a half vampire." She mused as she cast her eye over me. "How old were you when you were in high school?"
"I attended between the ages of five and eight." I stated.
"No wonder you gave him ten years." Kat stated. "Thank you for doing that. It would make him feel disgusted with himself if he knew you were so underage."
"Why should it concern you?" I asked. "And he will never find out about me now so it matters not."
"Simon was surprisingly innocent coming into this business, especially given his age." Kat replied. "I took him under my wing to protect him from the greater excesses of this business."
"You have never had the urge to do so before?" I asked.
"Well twenty years ago I would have corrupted him myself. I must be getting sentimental in my old age." Kat said dryly.
"No." Jane said. "You are lying. You would not touch him even then. No matter your age you would not touch him. Why?"
"Because he's hung up on his Baby Doll and I'm not willing to compete with the ghost of girlfriend past. I want my lover's attention to be entirely focused on me." Kat said haughtily.
"That is a truth, but not where Simon is concerned." Jane stated. "Oh to have your mother here Liza, we'd soon have Ms Perez's secret exposed. I guess we will never know, unless you choose to tell us."
"There is no reason other than professional interest." Kat said firmly. "Do not pry further or so help me I will kill you."
"That almost sounds like a threat a relative would make." Jane observed.
"Don't be ridiculous." I hissed. "Now let us go. I suddenly feel wary of this business. I want nothing more than to slip between cold sheets."
"With your Malachite against you." Jane said, touching my necklace.
"Of course." I stated.
"Then let us not dally."
We left the bathroom, Kat lingering behind, possibly in the hope that we would have left by the time she reached the VIP room. As soon as I entered I was swirled into a dance and it was Simon who had me this time.
"Liza, Jane just informed me that we are to leave soon and Lamia would like another ballet demonstration. She wishes to watch you for some tips." Alec stated, and I realised he was trying to give me an exit.
"Please excuse me Simon, but I can not deny my friend." I stated, going to pull away from him.
"Oh, but I haven't had chance to dance with you Baby Doll." Simon complained, pulling me back.
"I believe you had several dances with Miss Liza." Alec interjected.
"But they were cheer routines and they don't count." Simon replied.
"We should get going soon bach." Mal whispered and I twirled under Simon's hand and escaped to Mal's side.
"You are right Mal." I stated. "It is time to go."
"So soon?" Simon asked, pulling me back to him. "But we've hardly had time to catch up."
"It is late. We were up early." Alec said, pulling me out of Simon's reach and I felt annoyed that he would do so, whilst glad that I didn't have to extricate myself.
I moved back to Mal.
"It has been a pleasure to meet you once more Simon, but Alec is right, we must be getting back now." I said in firm tones. "These streets can be unsafe at night."
"Well you could always stay in my hotel suite." Simon said enticingly as he drew me back to him.
"There'll be enough room for us all?" I asked.
"Well now Baby Doll, I wasn't exactly thinking that the others would join us if you know what I mean." Simon whispered.
"It would be improper." I exclaimed, stepping away from him again. "And we really must go home."
"Too bad to cut the evening short 'Dear Boy'." Alec taunted.
"Alec." I hissed.
"What's going on?" Lamia demanded.
"Seems your boyfriend is a little too interested in Liza here." Simon said with a dangerous smile.
"He's not the only one too interested in Liza." Mal said under his breath.
"What was that?" Simon demanded.
"You heard me but." Mal replied, and there was a dangerous flash in his green eyes that caused something to twist horribly in my stomach.
"Please! Stop fighting!" I Yelled. "You're making my head spin!"
"Oh my god!" One of the executives said, leaping up onto the dance floor. "Put the lights up."
The barmaid obeyed.
"Yeah, I just had a great idea for a film." He said, framing me with his hands before moving across Simon, Alec and Mal. "Three brothers, all in love with the same girl." He said as the frame came back to me.
"That story has been done a million times over and sounds absolutely dire." I snapped irritably. "I would not see such dross if you paid me. On the other hand I would pay a pretty penny to see the peerless Kat Perez reprise her role as Jenny Insetta once more." I added as I spied Kat making her way back into the room. "Perhaps to see her finally vanquish that one last foe and find true love with an attractive toy boy who begins as a rival assassin, but they end up joining forces and love blossoms from there."
"The toy boy being?" The executive prompted.
"Simon of course." I said, slapping Simon on the back.
Simon looked shocked for a moment and I was certain I had overstepped a bound, but Simon seemed to rally and said, "Yeah, yeah I think that would work. Who wouldn't want to work with Kat Perez in a Stiletto movie?"
"I don't know. Simon Leighton as the love interest of Kat Perez? Seems a little weird after Dark Revenge." The executive muttered.
"Why? They are actors, and will look completely different in a Jenny Insetta movie." I pointed out.
"Well, what do you think Kat?" The executive asked, putting his arm around her shoulders.
"Think about what?" She asked.
"That we cast you as Jenny Insetta with Simon as your love interest."
"No, no, no I could not do that. I think of Simon as a son." Kat said firmly. "I have a better idea. That Jenny Insetta is sent on a mission against enemy agents, one turns out to be her son. She finds out that the secret service removed her memories thirty years ago and she has no recollection of his birth, but it all starts coming back to her."
"That could work." I stated as I suddenly started to consider Jane's suggestion of earlier. "You have established canon that would happily support that. Did Jenny not hand in her resignation at the end of Stiletto? She chose to follow her heart. But what if the agency decided to reinstate her?"
"That's pretty good. You ever consider becoming a screen writer?"
"I haven't the patience." I said curtly. "And now I really must be going. Malachite, are you ready?"
"Yes." He replied.
"Alec? Lamia? Jane? Fred?" I prompted.
"We're all ready Liza." Jane said, sounding amused.
"Thank you for inviting us back here Simon, we must meet up sometime again. Now we really must be going." I said quickly to ensure I wasn't interrupted again.
"Ok Baby Doll." Simon said and kissed my cheek. "You know how to contact me." He whispered in my ear.
I stepped away from Simon and with Mal and the others left the VIP room then the nightclub itself. We managed to hale a cab outside to take us beck to campus while Jane and Fred would make their way to the hotel within which they were staying.
I had arranged to stay with Mal so that I did not disturb Dove if I returned in the early hours. I may not have lessons the next day, but she did. Besides, it meant a night shared with Mal, something I was looking forward to immensely.
"I will go wash off my make-up and freshen up." I stated once we reached his room.
"Don't be too long." He said and kissed my forehead.
"I won't be." I promised.
I took up my toiletry bag and went to the girls' bathroom. I freshened up and returned to Mal's room to find him waiting in bed for me.
"You're not…naked under there are you?" I asked, feeling nervous.
Mal gave me a crafty smile and pulled back the covers to reveal that although his top was bare he was wearing shorts. I couldn't stop the relief I felt from showing.
"The look on your face." Mal chuckled. "Although it does seem to suggest that there's one rule for you and another for me."
"Hmmm…" I hummed as I pulled off my dress and tights and pulled on my nightgown. "I think it is because." I said as I climbed up on the bed and ran my finger down his chest. "That I would very much like to undress you." I purred as I ran my hand lower.
"Is that so?" Mal asked as he grabbed around me and turned me onto the bed, nuzzling at my neck.
I giggled in delight as I pulled his mouth to mine and we kissed for a very long time. It was most enjoyable and his wandering hands were a treat. Never had Mal been so forward in his love. It was as if a floodgate had been opened and I was enjoying the deluge. I moaned in delight.
"I might not be able to dance, but I know what you like." He whispered.
"Oh there is no denying you know what I like." I murmured, the play of his hand over my thigh feeling particularly rousing in that instant. "But you can dance, you merely need to polish up on your skill. I can help you with that. You are definitely supple enough, and I know you have the grace and strength. The body tone. The perfect long muscles… Oh the lovely muscles." I whispered as I traced them.
"And I thought you weren't shallow." Mal teased.
"There's a place when one can worship the beauty of the body and that is in bed with your chosen lover." I whispered as I continued to follow the lines, my hand dipping below the waistband of his shorts.
"So we're going below clothes tonight are we?" He asked, his hand moving to my thigh and trailing upwards until his fingers were beneath the elastic of my panties.
"Oh but that is naughty." I gasped as his fingers trailed inward.
"But you were so wonderful before." He said, taking my hand and placing it to him to remind me of the cabin. "Can't I return the favour?"
"Oh Mal!" I groaned as his fingers began to massage. "Again and again you can do that to me no doubt." I whispered as I pulled his hand away. "But when I can fully appreciate and fall into it. Have we not experienced the midnight sound show courtesy of your neighbour?"
"Ok." Mal said, putting his arms around me and turning onto his back so I now lay flat on top of him, our legs a tangle. "But when we get to the cabin there's no messing around this time."
"Not at all." I agreed. "We will down to business, as soon as we put the water and electricity in order."
"Well I'm sure Dove won't turn up in the time it will take to do that." Mal said, and he kissed me. "So let's settle down now and that time won't come soon enough."
"You can say that again." I said kissing him in return before sliding off him and allowing him to pull me into his chest.
He tucked the covers around us and I pulled them up to my chin before hugging his arms into my chest.
"Lights." I reminded him.
"I was just about to get them." He whispered into my ear and the light clicked off as he kissed my neck and cheek. "Nos da Liza bach."
"Goodnight my Malachite." I whispered in return and kissed his hand before settling into sleep.
Mal was overtly affectionate over the next few days and I should have enjoyed it, but I was strangely worried. He was affectionate enough, his behaviour at present seemed like overkill. Unfortunately I decided to question him the following Tuesday when we were strolling in the woods.
"There's a problem with me showing you how much I love you?" Mal demanded.
"Of course not." I stated. "But there is a clear change in your behaviour. You know how much change worries me."
"Maybe change worries me too and that's affected my behaviour." Mal stated, sinking down onto a rock and I sat beside him, the strange shape of the rock meant that I was almost as tall as him.
"What change has occurred?" I asked, wondering if there was something in my own behaviour as I turned to face him with my feet resting on the lower part of the rock.
"Oh forget it." Mal said, shaking his head.
"Am I not being affectionate enough?" I asked, placing my hand to his shoulder. "I can be a lot more affectionate if that's what you require from me." I added as I stroked his cheek.
"Liza, you show enough affection." Mal said, taking my hand and kissing it. "More than enough. It's just…"
"Just what?" I prompted as his silence became prominent.
"Why didn't you tell Simon I was your boyfriend?" He asked.
"What?" I replied, taken aback for I wasn't expecting that.
"Well, why didn't you?" He demanded.
"In case it escaped your notice I didn't exactly have the opportunity." I stated.
"You would have found the opportunity if you'd really wanted to." Mal said darkly.
"What are you accusing me of exactly?" I demanded. "Do you think I wish to be with Simon?"
"No. I know you want me." Mal said softly as he placed his hand to my cheek. "You came home with me didn't you?"
"Yes." I growled. "Then why are you feeling insecure?"
"So you're the only one allowed to have quirks?" Mal demanded, and then made a face that indicated he regretted saying it as soon as he had. "I don't want to get on your case, because I'd like for you to have Simon in your life, he was such a good friend to you. But if he's in your life he needs to know that it is only as a friend, and nothing else because one thing was clear Thursday night, he still wants you. If he didn't he wouldn't have got into that pissing contest with Alec."
"And you." I stated.
"Cut me some slack Liza, I'm part human. I can't just say nothing when two guys are arguing over the right to dance with my girlfriend." Mal remarked.
"Yes." I conceded.
"But I just came across as another jealous suitor because Simon doesn't know that you've got a boyfriend." Mal continued. "You should let him know."
"How?" I demanded.
"With the contact details he slipped you when he thought no one was looking." He said, looking into my eyes.
"You were spying?" I hissed in disgust.
"I was washing my hands and I overheard you talking out in the corridor." Mal said without any trace of guilt. "You could have told him then."
"He didn't leave room to." I stated darkly.
"What about when he was arguing with Alec? Or when we were leaving?" Mal demanded.
"I feel like you're accusing me again." I snapped.
"Liza, you have to tell him. You have to give him the chance to move on. That's all I'm saying." Mal stated. "If I was in his shoes, that's what I would want."
I shook my head.
"You can't force me into this." I said firmly.
"Would you rather me tell you to never see him again? Do you want me to go through your bag, get his contact details and give him a beating to warn him to back off my woman? Do you want me to accuse you of cheating? Is that what you want?" Mal demanded.
"No." I snapped. "And you are acting in a most unbecoming manner."
"What about you? Is it becoming to string a guy along when he hasn't got a hope with you?"
"How do you know he hasn't got a hope?" I hissed.
"Wow. Ok. I think we need a time out here." Mal said, standing and backing away from me. "You need to go and think about what you really want, and when you do, come let me know." He stated firmly, before dropping his head. "Either way."
"Either way?" I asked.
"Well, if Simon has a hope there's a possibility that I don't." Mal said sadly. "But really the decision is yours Eliza, I won't hate you if you choose him, just let me know. Don't keep me hanging."
"But?" I protested, how had our conversation led to this?
"Just give yourself time to think." Mal said, and he kissed my forehead before walking away from me.
I sat for a moment, watching his retreating form. The trees shrouded him from view and I felt the sob catch in my throat. What had I done? I'd pushed Mal away!
No! I thought with a growl as I brushed the tears from my eyes and glared at the trees where he'd vanished. He was the unreasonable jealous one. I wouldn't let him make me feel guilty.
I stormed back to campus and passed Mal on the way, but I ignored him as I made my way up to my room. Thankfully Dove was out so I had peace and quiet as I lay on my bed replaying the conversation I'd had with Mal over and over in my head. The more I reviewed it, the more I was convinced he was in the wrong.
All day Wednesday I obsessed over it, I didn't take in any of my lessons as I thought more about Mal's reprehensible behaviour. To think he could be so jealous! I could not be with somebody who thought that way. It was obvious now that Simon had come back into my life at just the right time. It was clear I was meant to be with him and I was thankful for all of those missed opportunities with Mal that meant I was still pure for Simon.
I dove to my knees next to the wastepaper basket and dug through it until I came to the crumpled piece of paper. I'd discarded it as soon as I returned to my room Saturday morning; I'd had no use for Simon's details.
Now as I dialled his number with shaking hands I was glad that I hadn't empty the basket as I usually did Monday morning. It was clearly divine provenance. I put the phone to my ear, almost expecting the number to be a fake.
The phone rang…
Simon answered…
To be continued…
There'll be an epilogue posted next week and then I'll take a break from Liza for a few weeks while I finish WTST. I should have a better idea of the time frame next week.
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