Jeff's POV;
Standing behind the sofa where Matt, Britt and Heather were sitting, Shannon was sat on the arm of the chair next to Heather with his arm wrapped around her shoulder. My eyes couldn't tear away from Suzie as she slowly leant over gripping her side, clearly having given herself a stitch from running all the way up here.
"Was it Shaun again...? I swear if he doesn't get the picture soon, I am gonna..." Heather started to spit angrily.
It was clear to anyone who was in the presence of the girls for as little as five minutes, that they were tight, they were as close as sister's could be and they would back one another no matter what or whether they thought the other is in the wrong.
"It wasn't Shaun...Jesus do you think I would race up here to tell you that I talked to that ass bandit?" Suzie replied as she slowly straightened up and began bouncing on the balls of her feet.
"So who did you talk to sugar?" Matt asked from the furthest corner of the sofa.
"Ok...I am trying to stay calm, 'cos I am still shaking..."
"Spit it out sweetie," Heather encouraged softly.
"I talked...I just had a conversation with...Mr. Gilby Clarke," She gushed jumping up and down, her mood infectious and the first trace of a real smile that I had seen since getting home earlier.
"Oh my God; how the hell did that happen?" Brittany asked moving forward on the sofa and looking at her big sister who was really beaming from ear to ear and still bouncing on the balls of her feet, her eyes moving from person to person.
"Well I placed a call to his management on Wednesday, I stated that I would be interested in having him play the club, but I never thought that I would hear anything back, in fact the snooty nosed receptionist was so far up herself that it wasn't even funny. So anyway Gilby is in Charleston and he heard about the review that the club got on opening night, he calls his management team to find the number 'cos he is interested in coming down to the club to see if it is the kind of place that he'd like to play," Suzie explained almost in one breath.
"Oh wow; when is he arriving?" Shannon asked as his hand absentmindedly ran up and down Heather's arms.
"Monday, he likes to feel out his venues for a couple of days before he plays, which will be Thursday night if he likes it,"
"I'm so happy for you honey," I said moving forward and picking her up; her long toned arms wrapped around my neck, and giggling softly. I was shocked to feel the tremble in her frame, normally she was so calm and collected that it shocked me to be reminded that she did indeed feel nerves like the rest of us.
"I just can't believe it...hang on," She said kissing my cheek softly and jumping down from my embrace. "I'm gonna go get a drink, God look at me I am still shaking,"
My eyes followed her hips; the way they swung sexily as she walked, the air of confidence that she had was growing strong with every passing day and it was something that was drawing me in closer than a moth to a flame.
The sound of Shannon clearing his throat caught my attention, and I turned back to glance at him, seeing the questioning look on his face, kept my attention for a few moments.
"What?" I asked looking around at the others to see the same looks on their faces.
"Are you crazy?" Britt asked me.
"Excuse me?"
"Look Jeff; I can see...everyone here can see the way you are feeling for Suzie, and I think that you could be really good for her..." She started.
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أدب الهواةDISCLAIMER.... This is a old story that I wrote, over 10 years ago, I have been having a clean out and I thought that this might be a fic that some people might want to read. I do not, in anyway, lay claim to any of these characters in this story...