I
shared an earlier part of this scene here, but I like how it
continues. It simply was far too long to use the entire scene. Milan
Dimas is a fantastic musician and has recently been offered a record
contract by a man who's seen him play at a small restaurant in St.
Augustine, Florida. He and his father don't get along, so he took
great pleasure in leaving a message for him about his new career.
Unfortunately, he forgot to tell his sister, Tess. She just called to
give him a hard time and (just to eat at him) told him that she'd
made love to his best friend, Clay.
"Who
was that?" Clay asked him in passing.
"That
was Tess."
"Oh,
yeah? How's she doing?"
"She
misses you and your tongue."
Clay
wiggled his tongue around looking confused. "Me? What for? I
thought she hated me."
"Hell
if I know. She's in one of her moods."
"Ooh,
Evil Tess has come out to play. Must be a full moon." He looked
up at the sky.
"Clay,
did you ever do my sister?"
"Do
what? Oh, Do your sister. No. Not that I wouldn't want to,
she's smoking hot."
Malin
gave him a black look, saying nothing.
"But
in a purely virginal and totally untouchable way. I'm going over
there now where no one wants to murder me."
He
scrambled over by Dana and started making a mess while he tried to
help her clean up. She lunged angrily at him with a fork, so he left
her alone too and shuffled over by Carina where he hoped he was safe.
"Damn,
he's in a bad mood. I think Mal needs to get laid."
He
glanced at Carina and blanched. Her expression was very nearly as
deadly as Malin's.
"Sorry.
Big mouth, small brain." He wandered off, picked up some of
Malin's equipment and followed him to his van. "Now what was all
that about? Is Tess mad at you?"
"She
was. I told Dad about the recording contract."
"Before
you told her? Are you insane?"
Malin
gave him another black look.
"Forget
I asked. You didn't say anything ugly about Nora again did you?"
"No."
"Okay,
that's progress."
"You
seriously didn't ever—you know—with Tess?"
"Malin,
we've been friends a lot of years. I've seen your sister damn near
naked on any number of occasions. And, though I was very, very
tempted—even when she threw herself at me one night at a party, I
said no."
"Threw
herself?"
"I
swear! Would I lie about that?"
Malin
didn't say anything. It was a tough call. Clay would lie if he
thought it was what Malin wanted to hear. On the other hand, he would
tell the truth if it kept him from getting a beating.
"You
might." He loaded his amplifiers into the van.
"True,
there are times I might. This isn't one of them. I swear!"
"What
party?"
"Um,
my twenty-first birthday. I did kiss her. That I did do. It was
mildly fantastic," he mumbled quickly. "More than mildly.
The other thing—no way."
Malin
grabbed his friend and rabbit punched him in the gut. "Good. I'd
hate to have to kill you."
"What
if I married her and made her blissfully happy by giving her multiple
orgasms every night for the rest of her life?"
Malin
glared at him over his shoulder as he walked back to the restaurant.
"Okay,
that wasn't helping either. I think we've made great progress here
tonight. Really!" He trailed behind his friend as he helped load
the equipment.
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2016 Dellani Oakes
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