followed by his nervous assistant.
Calloway watched as both men went out of his office.
“The land will be ours,” he said to the other men in the room.
“It is done.”
Calloway glared at a computer monitor, and the other men rose and left quietly, careful not to disturb their leader.
Chapter 4
KIM
There he is. There he is. There he is…
For FUCK’S SAKE, girl!
Get a grip!
Holy shit, he’s even hotter than I remember.
And I can smell his scent from here.
Shit…get it together, Kim!
Everyone is going to see your eyes and know you’ve still got it for him!
Take a deep breath…hold it… let it out… count down from ten!
Ten…
Just breath, let it out…
Nine, eight, seven…
Crap, he’s seen me!
Seven, no, wait, six!
Five!
OH MY GOD! That smile!
F-f-f-four… three…
“Kim Wilder. It’s great to see you again!”
He’s hugging me???
Don’t faint…breathe!
BREATHE GIRL!
I can feel his strong muscled arms as they encircle me, in a friendly, brotherly (STEP-brotherly!) bear hug.
I can’t breathe anymore.
And, it’s not because he’s crushing the wind out of my lungs.
He’s a God.
A genuine, perfect man-God.
Hercules, Apollo, and Poseidon all rolled into one.
He’s grinning at me now, the genuine mirth and joy at seeing me after all these years twinkling in his bright blue eyes.
And that hair!
Even cut short, you can see the golden sheen it has.
His muscles are chiseled like one of Michelangelo’s models’ must have been. It’s no wonder the man was gay!
To be wrapped in them, to be held so tight…
Steady, girl! You’re losing it… Gotta be professional here!
Smile back, act surprised! Say something!
ANYTHING!!!
I hear my voice, from a thousand miles away…
“Excuse me, I need to use the ladies room!”
*****
For the love of GAWD, Kim!
You’ve soaked through your panties!
AGAIN!
I’ve got to get myself straightened out and get a real hold of myself.
You, there! In the mirror!
FUCKING FLY STRAIGHT, DUMMY!
He’s just a man!
And, your STEP brother!
Knock off the foolishness, and get to work!
ALL BUSINESS ALL THE TIME!
Oh, my God, I’ve missed him so much.
My eyes are shiny with easy tears, but the woman in the mirror makes me wipe them clear and smile.
Go time…
Chapter 5
BRIAN
Well.
That was strange.
Kim just freaked out or something?
Hmmm.
Maybe she had too much coffee, I guess.
It happens.
Happened to me the other day, but luckily I was outside next to a giant redwood.
I gladly donated some water to help it grow, but it probably didn’t need my help to begin with.
That’s another part of this job I really love. I get to go outdoors more than a little. I love getting out from the cramped office.
Even if it’s just the drive to the next haunted house or pet cemetery, or whatever creepy thing we’re covering this week.
OK, here she comes. I guess I won’t hug her this time.
Be nice; pretend you’re a gentleman. Hold her … chair… for her.
Nice seat. Nice legs. Nice everything.
OK, boy, settle down.
Show some self-control here.
There’s a lot riding on this…
Oh, so, Mr. Peet?
You think that’s funny, eh?
Traitor.
*****
I replay the meeting in my mind:
The Governor sent one of his fuckboys to hold our hands while we went through the motions of pretending that this is a real ‘documentary.' The appropriate papers got signed. Those contracts are tighter than the sphincter of a constipated monkey.
Mr. Adams and Ms. Adair from Argo high-fived each other, once the deal was done.
I’ll just bet he’s gonna put it in her ass as soon as they can get a room.
Or maybe she’ll put it in his… who knows with these people?
The team from Loundstrad sure look grim, but that’s probably just because they are tired of hearing “TIM-BER!” every time they walk into a meeting.
It’s too funny of a joke to pass up, though.
I laugh every time someone yells it at them!
They’ve got a sweet deal, far as I could
Calloway watched as both men went out of his office.
“The land will be ours,” he said to the other men in the room.
“It is done.”
Calloway glared at a computer monitor, and the other men rose and left quietly, careful not to disturb their leader.
Chapter 4
KIM
There he is. There he is. There he is…
For FUCK’S SAKE, girl!
Get a grip!
Holy shit, he’s even hotter than I remember.
And I can smell his scent from here.
Shit…get it together, Kim!
Everyone is going to see your eyes and know you’ve still got it for him!
Take a deep breath…hold it… let it out… count down from ten!
Ten…
Just breath, let it out…
Nine, eight, seven…
Crap, he’s seen me!
Seven, no, wait, six!
Five!
OH MY GOD! That smile!
F-f-f-four… three…
“Kim Wilder. It’s great to see you again!”
He’s hugging me???
Don’t faint…breathe!
BREATHE GIRL!
I can feel his strong muscled arms as they encircle me, in a friendly, brotherly (STEP-brotherly!) bear hug.
I can’t breathe anymore.
And, it’s not because he’s crushing the wind out of my lungs.
He’s a God.
A genuine, perfect man-God.
Hercules, Apollo, and Poseidon all rolled into one.
He’s grinning at me now, the genuine mirth and joy at seeing me after all these years twinkling in his bright blue eyes.
And that hair!
Even cut short, you can see the golden sheen it has.
His muscles are chiseled like one of Michelangelo’s models’ must have been. It’s no wonder the man was gay!
To be wrapped in them, to be held so tight…
Steady, girl! You’re losing it… Gotta be professional here!
Smile back, act surprised! Say something!
ANYTHING!!!
I hear my voice, from a thousand miles away…
“Excuse me, I need to use the ladies room!”
*****
For the love of GAWD, Kim!
You’ve soaked through your panties!
AGAIN!
I’ve got to get myself straightened out and get a real hold of myself.
You, there! In the mirror!
FUCKING FLY STRAIGHT, DUMMY!
He’s just a man!
And, your STEP brother!
Knock off the foolishness, and get to work!
ALL BUSINESS ALL THE TIME!
Oh, my God, I’ve missed him so much.
My eyes are shiny with easy tears, but the woman in the mirror makes me wipe them clear and smile.
Go time…
Chapter 5
BRIAN
Well.
That was strange.
Kim just freaked out or something?
Hmmm.
Maybe she had too much coffee, I guess.
It happens.
Happened to me the other day, but luckily I was outside next to a giant redwood.
I gladly donated some water to help it grow, but it probably didn’t need my help to begin with.
That’s another part of this job I really love. I get to go outdoors more than a little. I love getting out from the cramped office.
Even if it’s just the drive to the next haunted house or pet cemetery, or whatever creepy thing we’re covering this week.
OK, here she comes. I guess I won’t hug her this time.
Be nice; pretend you’re a gentleman. Hold her … chair… for her.
Nice seat. Nice legs. Nice everything.
OK, boy, settle down.
Show some self-control here.
There’s a lot riding on this…
Oh, so, Mr. Peet?
You think that’s funny, eh?
Traitor.
*****
I replay the meeting in my mind:
The Governor sent one of his fuckboys to hold our hands while we went through the motions of pretending that this is a real ‘documentary.' The appropriate papers got signed. Those contracts are tighter than the sphincter of a constipated monkey.
Mr. Adams and Ms. Adair from Argo high-fived each other, once the deal was done.
I’ll just bet he’s gonna put it in her ass as soon as they can get a room.
Or maybe she’ll put it in his… who knows with these people?
The team from Loundstrad sure look grim, but that’s probably just because they are tired of hearing “TIM-BER!” every time they walk into a meeting.
It’s too funny of a joke to pass up, though.
I laugh every time someone yells it at them!
They’ve got a sweet deal, far as I could
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