A short corkscrew tale of how one person entering a contest could change the lives of three friends. One eventful weekend may just pave the road for a journey they never thought possible. The first installment of a four story series.
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Cathy's phone began blasting 'One Dance' by Drake. She leaned up from her cuddle session against Sean's chest, to pick up her phone from the coffee table. There was a text message from JenJen.
Jen: "Hey C! Where are you? The BDS panel starts in 20 minutes!"
The time stamp on that message was over ten minutes ago. How did she not hear it go off the first time? If it even went off before. Oh, yeah. Sean Patrick Flanery had her lips hostage. The rest of the world had melted away. "Uh, Seanie. We have to go. Your panel starts in about ten minutes." Sean looked at the clock with panic filled eyes. "Holy shit, baby girl. You made me lose track of time." he sounded slightly perturbed. "I did no such thing! I'm an innocent victim here. If anybody kidnapped somebody, you kidnapped me, daddy." She tried to play it off. Sean jumped right into the joking, his aggravation gone. "Yeah sure, baby girl. You are far from innocent." Cathy started to pout and Sean leaned over and sucked on her bottom lip causing a slight moan too escape her vocal chords. "Damn, Cathy. That was sexy as hell and I'd really like to take this back to the bedroom, but we really do have to go." Cathy stood up and walked toward the door with Sean right behind her as her phone went off again.
Jen: "Seriously, Cathy everybody is whispering that they are waiting on Sean to show up. Like serious rumors about him being kidnapped and shit! Because he isn't even at the venue! Security is looking for him. Hurry up and get your ass back here before the popo come lookin' fo yo ass!!!"
Cathy laughed rolling her eyes. Those girls are seriously off their rockers. This is not that serious, no need for Jen to take it there. Sean's a grown man, and this interruption in their time is just petty. Sean was holding the door for her as she walked out of his room. She decided not to mention what Jen had texted, it would only raise her aggravation. They walked to the elevator, stepping in through the already open doors. So what, if they were a few minutes late? Everyone would just have to deal. Cathy couldn't stop thinking about it. All of a sudden screams resound in her ears and all Cathy could hear was, "OMG!! It's Sean Patrick Flanery, how lucky are we to be in the elevator with him." followed by female squeals. Cathy rolled her eyes dramatically. Sean stood beside her with his arm around her shoulder, as one of the girls asked him, "Who is the girl, Sean?" The question sounded snooty to Cathy, but the girl was just excitedly wondering. He flashed them his signature smile before answering. "She is a really close personal friend of mine." Her head snapped in his direction. 'Close personal friend'? Is that all she was? The girls looked Cathy up and down and then a different one spoke with, such indignation that Cathy's blood began to boil. "Why don't you ditch her and come hang out with us? Maybe we can get to know each other better." Cathy was to the point of exploding now as she let out an angry laugh. "Oh honey. That lame ass pick up line won't work on a man like Sean. Why don't you little twig girls take your fake asses somewhere else? Because Sean ain't gonna be the one on your star fuck list this weekend or ever!" The girls looked at Cathy like they wanted to say something, but the elevator doors opened and Sean pulled her out of the elevator. He was laughing in her ear. "What is so funny?" she snapped. "You actually. Sounding a little jealous there. That was just amazing though and just another thing that I will be adding to the list of why I like you so damn much." They walked back over to the Con. Cathy smiled and kissed him before he ran off to get to the panel stage. She shot a text to Jen.
