Chapter 2:
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Several hours later, the blonde haired, blue eyed, fitness bombshell's flight landed in Cincinnati. Being so exited about seeing Sami and getting on her flight, she had completely forgotten to eat. Now she was starving and grumbled to herself about getting something to eat, as she made her way to baggage claim to meet Sami.
Walking into baggage claim, she busted into laughter, ignoring the looks she got. Standing next to the belt, wearing a full suit and a chauffeur's hat, was Sami. He was wearing dark aviators and holding a white sign that had 'Wicked Witch' written on it in his messy scrawl.
"Wait, wait! Don't move!" She exclaimed, digging through her purse for her phone. After retrieving it, she snapped a quick photo of him and uploaded it to Twitter.
*My driver for the next two days! I love my crazy 'little brother', samicallihan!*
Putting her phone away, she walked over to him and hugged him tightly. Pulling back, he took his hat off and placed it on her head with a smile, making her laugh. "Let's get your stuff and get the hell out of here," Sami said, turning to grab her bags. Having gathered all her bags, Sami and Allie walked out of the terminal and headed for his car. Once the car was loaded, the two friends were on their way.
"Drop me at the closest hotel to your house. I'll catch a cab in the morning,"Allie said stifling a yawn. She made a mental note to check for restaurants along the way. Sami gave her a slight sneer at the mention of a hotel.
"Have I ever made you stay at a hotel?" Sami asked her, "I'm not gonna invite you here and make you stay in a hotel, dumb-ass. You're staying at the house." The dumb-ass remark earned him a punch in the arm from Allie, both of them chuckling.
"Fine," she said, starting to feel fatigue setting in, but still starving, "but I need food." Sami nodded, and the duo agreed to stop and get pizza when they got closer to the house.
"Oh, I have a few other friends coming to stay a couple days too," Sami said, after they arrived at the house and were walking towards the front door, "They won't be in until real late." Allie nodded, following Sami into the house. After dropping her bags in her guest room, she and Sami settled on the couch with the pizza and a couple beers, before they both crashed for the night.
"So, what's the deal with Monday?" Sami asked, taking a sip of his beer. Allie sighed before explaining everything to Sami. He listened with a look of shock on his face. When she finished, he didn't respond right away.
"Are you serious?" Sami exclaimed with a huge grin, "You're the reason for all of this? This whole thing was your idea? That's fuckin' awesome!" Allie laughed, watching the excitement on her best friend's face.
"You just better keep your mouth shut, buddy," Allie nudged him, "but this whole turn of events worried me. I just can't help feeling that it's going to ruin everything. I'm just glad I have several days to work this out in my head, before I see them."
"I really don't think so," Sami said excitedly, "This is gonna be so awesome. Allie laughed again at his enthusiasm, but then suddenly Sami's face dropped in a look of alarm. "Oh, shit!"
"What?" Allie's face turned to one of concern. "What's wrong?" Sami sighed heavily, running a hand over his face before he answered her.
"You may be interacting with them sooner than you think," Sami said, running his hand across the back of his neck. Allie looked at him confused for a moment, then she realized what he was talking about. She face-palmed, groaning in frustration.
"I forgot you knew them," she said, swiping her hand down her face. Peering at him over her hand, she murmured, "and let me guess."
Sami nodded, looking guilty, "They're the ones coming in tonight." Allie's head dropped, not believing her luck. Seriously? What were the odds, that they would just happen to be in Cincinnati, the same week, the same party, staying at the same house, that she was. Sami's voice broke into her thoughts, "I'm sorry, Al!"
Allie sighed, looking at Sami, "Its not your fault, kiddo. You didn't know," she wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him, "but do me a favor. I wanna keep this quiet. I have to drop the bomb on them Monday." Sami nodded in agreement.
A little while later, they said their goodnights as Allie headed up to bed. After doing her nightly bathroom routine, she was walking back to her room when she heard loud, excited, manly voices coming from downstairs. Chuckling to herself as she heard Sami trying to keep the noise level down, so as not to disturb her.
"Aww, how cute Sami," one gruff voice said. "Don't want to disturb the girlfriend?" There was a loud crack, followed by a series of expletives. "Christ, Sami. What the hell was that for?"
"She's a friend, a very good friend," Sami's disciplinary voice echoed, making Allie laugh. She covered her mouth to stifle it. "She's had a long day, between flights and meetings. She needs her rest. Especially if she's gonna put up with our asses for the next couple days."
A minute or so passed before anyone spoke. Allie suddenly heard footsteps moving towards the stairs. She stepped a few paces away, nervously. "Jon! Where are you going?"
The footsteps stopped, Allie's heart racing slightly, as the gruff voice sounded not far from the stairs. "You said she just went upstairs shortly before we got here. I doubt she's asleep yet. I wanna meet her."
Allie moved to bolt for her bedroom, then stopped at Sami's protest. "Dude, you can meet her in the morning. Come have a beer. You guys hungry?" The mention of food and beer seemed to have captured attention as three voices started talking at once and the foot steps moved away from the stairs.
Allie slumped against the wall behind her, sending up a prayer of thanks for Sami's distraction. She knew she had to face them in the morning, but tonight was just too soon. Heaving a sigh of relief she headed to her room and tucked into bed for some much needed rest.
Allie awoke the next morning, feeling well rested and motivated. Glancing at the clock and seeing it was about 8:30, she decided to head downstairs and make breakfast. Putting on her comfy purple fleece pants and her favorite black hoodie, she then made her way downstairs toward the kitchen. As she passed through the living room, she noticed someone was buried under a pile of blankets, still asleep on the couch. Unable to tell who it was, she just continued on into the kitchen.
First on the agenda was to make the most important breakfast item, in her opinion anyway, coffee! After she got the coffee brewing, she began rummaging in the fridge for breakfast foods. She was able to find eggs, bacon, biscuit and cinnamon roll ready to bake tubes, and some fresh fruit. Pulling everything out of the fridge, she set to work on making a big breakfast for the guys. A half hour later, she had just finished plating the eggs and the last of the pancakes she decided to make, when she heard the shuffle of feet behind her. Glancing behind her, she saw a groggy Sami walking toward her.
"Morning Kiddo," she smiled at him. Then turned to take plates out of the cupboard and set them out on the table.
"Morning Betty Crocker," he joked sleepily. "Is there coffee?" Pointing over at the coffee pot, Allie smiled at him. "Thanks," Sami said, moving towards the coffee pot, "so what's all this for?"
Allie shrugged before answering, "Just woke up feeling domestic. Thought I'd make you guys breakfast." She finished putting everything on the table, then looked back at Sami, "Breakfast is ready. I'm gonna go get ready for my run." Sami nodded as he took a sip of his coffee, then watched as she took off towards the stairs. He knew her well enough to know, she rarely ate in the mornings and that even mentioning it was a loosing battle.
After reaching her room, Allie began moving around the room, getting ready. She changed into black mid-calf leggings, a black halter tank, and a dark purple Under Armor zipper hoodie. She put her hair into a high ponytail and put on her black and purple Nike Shox. Grabbing her phone and earbuds, she then made her way downstairs to grab a cup of coffee before her run. Reaching the bottom of the stairs, she heard dishes clanking and voices coming from the kitchen. Realizing the other three men in the house were awake, she hesitated before moving into the kitchen.
Taking a deep breath, she settled her nerves before moving into the kitchen. The chatter and clanking continued as she walked across the room to the coffee pot. Glancing towards the table, she smirked slightly seeing all four men hunched over the table, devouring food.
After reaching the opposite counter, she began preparing her cup of coffee. Finishing it up and setting the spoon to the side, she picked her cup up to take he first sip. As she swallowed the bitter-sweet concoction, she noticed the kitchen had gotten quiet. With a feeling of being watched, she took another deep, calming breath and turned to face the four men in the room.
"Morning boys," Allie said, glancing between them as she raised her cup to her lips again. Sami smirked at her, then leaned back over the table to eat. The other 2 kept their gaze on her.
After another moment, Sami spoke without looking up, pointing at each of the guys, "Colby, Joe, Jon." Then thrusting his thumb in Allie's direction, "Guys, this is Betty Crocker." Then picking his cup up off the table and raising it above his head, he spoke in Allie's direction again, "Bring me more coffee, wench!"
Smirking, Allie put her coffee down on the counter and folded her arms across her chest, "Unless you wanna wear that coffee and eat the rest of your breakfast through a straw, I suggest you ask nicely, corn child." Colby and Joe started laughing, while Jon smirked, continuing to stare at Allie.
Sami gave her his best cheesy grin, and accompanied it with a "Please?" Allie chuckled, then grabbed the coffee pot and carried it to the table. After refilling Sami's cup, she moved around the table and refilled the others. Reaching Jon, she went for his cup in order to refill it, but was stopped by his hand covering the cup.
Their eyes met, before he spoke with a patronizing tone, "Don't think I caught your name cupcake. It's polite to introduce yourself to new people." All sounds stopped again as the other three men turned to stare at Jon and Allie. Keeping her face neutral, she set the coffee pot on the table and stuck her hand out to Jon.
"I'm sorry, sugar-butt. I thought you heard Sami say my name's Betty Crocker. My friends call me Allie, though. But you? You can call me ma'am." Stifled laughter sounded around the table, as she tapped his cheek with her hand and said, "Watch your tone, princess." Turning toward Sami, she smiled sweetly at him, "Going for my run, Kid." Then turned back to Jon, smiling at him, while taking his last piece of bacon from his plate. Then moved to walk out of the kitchen, "Thanks, honey bear." Jon's glare followed her until he couldn't see her anymore. He then snapped his hear back to look at the others in the room, who were still stifling their laughter.
"Shut the fuck up."
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