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Paradise Series Book Two - Chapter Nine.
Storyline: Hustle, bustle and headaches abound on a fictional Caribbean island as a recently, nearly completed resort is brought to life and we follow the lives of the people who are trying to make it happen. In the middle of it all is a closer look at two strangers, two women, who are thrown together by outside forces and struggle to contend with the problems they will have to share if the Paradise Beachside Resort is to open on time, and their own emotions as strange happenings make them question themselves, and each other.
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WELCOME TO PARADISE
Book Two - Chapter Nine
Written by FlyBigD
As the big steel shaft spun slowly to a halt, Teddy peeked down the last six feet by twelve inch round hole with a smile. "Now, see. That wasn't so hard." She said.
The blonde barracuda begged to differ. "Really?" Jennifer asked, removing her smelly, sweaty, muddy leather gloves to toss them in Teddy's face. "Well, the next time you need brain surgery done with a drilling rig? Do it yourself, because I'm burning these clothes as soon as I get home."
Dodging the grimy projectiles, Teddy caught the gloves in mid air and held onto them. "Oh, give it up, Jenn. I saw the look in your eyes when you had that thing humming. You were in hog heaven."
Jennifer gave Holly and Bruce a quick glance, then stepped closer to Teddy, so they couldn't hear what she had to say. "That was concentration, not heaven. I don't handle unfeeling machines for pleasure anymore, because you dumped me, remember?"
"Is that supposed to be an invitation or an insult?" Teddy smirked.
"What do you want it to be?" Jennifer smiled coyly.
Oh, boy. Here we go. "Look, Jenn. As much as I'd just love to swap war stories with you over a cold one, I've got plans this weekend."
"Oh, really? And who is the lucky girl who's been putting a smile on your face lately?" She asked with a bit of jealousy and a gossip monger's interest.
"I've got a date with an arbor that has to be built and a plane load of bartenders, remember? Wanna take Holly's place on Sunday?" Teddy asked, adding some wickedness to her grin.
Jennifer's response was a prolonged growl. "That reminds me. I've still got to install burglar bars on my garage." Snatching her gloves back from Teddy, she stalked over to where Bruce was standing with Holly. "Make sure you hose the bit off tonight. Holly," turning her attention to her boss, "when Sunday rolls around. Don't say I didn't warn you." Her mission complete, the blonde barracuda walked off.
Bruce and Holly followed Jennifer with their eyes for a second, then exchanged a confused look, then they turned as one to stare at Teddy.
"What was that all about?" Holly asked, tossing a thumb in Jennifer's retreating direction.
"Later." Teddy waved off the question as she joined them. "Okay, Bruce. What do you need me to do, to help get this thing put away?"
Bruce, who was in a pouty mood because Holly had found out about his plans to have his whole crew come in to see Miss Heaven Forbid I Break A Nail playing drill operator and subsequently squashed them with a good butt chewing, shook his head. "Nothing. I can get it by myself. You two can go on home. I'll see ya in the morning."
Holly rolled her eyes. "Bruce, would you stop, please? Jennifer was doing me a favor. There was no way I was going to let you turn this into a side show act."
"Ya, know, Bruce. If ya hurry? I bet ya can get a picture of her before she gets to her car . . . hard hat and all." Teddy put in with a chuckle.
"Teddy." Holly growled, then she shouted when Bruce took off like a shot. "Bruce! Don't you dare! You come back here! Bruce! I'm warning you! Bruce!" When he didn't come back, she turned her unamused green eyes Teddy's way. "Why did you do that?" She asked, hands on hips.
"Don't worry about it." Teddy told her. "Jenn moved her car to the front entrance before she came out. He'll never make it to the trailer and back around, in time. Besides, his big butt can use the exercise."
"Teddy." She said, shaking her head.
"Oh, don't you go giving me that look." Teddy shook her head right back. "Jenn got what she wanted out of the deal, which was me, by the way. Bruce got his money and you're gonna get your arbor. So, don't go acting all high and mighty, because the only person I've seen getting the short end of the stick around here, is me. Now," folding her arms across her chest, "what ya got to say about them apples?"
Duly chastised, Holly found something else to look at. Her feet. "Ummm."
"Uh huh, that's what I thought." Duly exonerated, Teddy unfolded her arms and pointed to the garden hose, laying by the last hole. "Now, make yourself useful and go turn on the hose. We need to get this rig washed down."
"I thought Bruce was going to do that?" She glanced up again.
"Yea, well. Once Bruce gets done chasing his wild goose, I don't think he's gonna be able to do much of anything, besides fall over." One hand on each shoulder, Teddy turned Holly around toward the back of the resort, where the spigot was, and gave her a pat on the rear to get her moving. "Now scoot. The sooner we get this taken care of, the sooner we can get out of here and we got things to do."
"Oh, yea, I forgot." Throwing her hands in the air, Holly plodded disgruntledly toward the spigot. "We've got to haul a thousand pounds of rock into an inferno of an attic and then suffocate while we spread it around in a glass coffin. Whoopee."
Eying the blonde with a tad bit of irritation, Teddy traipsed after her. "Hey, I'm not the one who said it looked empty and something ought to be done about it."
"No, but you're the one who insisted we do it this weekend." Holly shot back over her shoulder. "Like I don't have anything better to do."
Teddy stopped in her tracks. "And just what is that supposed to mean?"
"It means," she said, as she spun around, "that I don't like having my life dictated to me."
"I don't dictate your life." Teddy protested hotly.
"Really?" Holly laughed. "Then what do you call this? Holly, go turn on the hose. Holly, you're coming to stay with me this weekend. Holly, you're going to help me with the aquarium. Holly, watch your step around these people. Holly, watch what you say. Holly, this. Holly, that. I don't need you to tell me what to do, Teddy. I was doing just fine, before you got here."
"You better back up a minute." A deep scowl marred the brunette's features as she took two long strides forward to stand right in front of Holly. "I don't know what's gotten into you, all of a sudden, but I never told you anything you didn't ask me me first and I am not trying to run your life."
"I'll tell you what's gotten into me. Maybe, I don't like being treated like slave labor when I'm the one in charge. I'm your boss, Teddy." Poking the brunette in the shoulder. "Not the other way around and if you want somebody to come when you snap your fingers? Call Jennifer. She looks like the lap dog type to me." She smiled smugly.
Holly didn't know how close she was to having the smile slapped clean off her face, because Teddy never moved a muscle. She just stood there seething for a couple of seconds, then she spoke through a clenched jaw and gritted teeth. "Holly, I don't know what wild hare just crawled up your ass, but whatever problem ya got with me? Ya better do yourself a favor and leave Jennifer out of it."
"Is that so?" Her smile gone, Holly's hands went back on her hips.
"Yea, that's so." Teddy nodded slowly. "She has got nothing to do with you and me, and I intend to keep it that way."
"How convenient." She said dryly. "Tell me, is there anybody else I'm not allowed to talk about, or is Jennifer just a special case?"
"You can talk about anybody ya want to, but I am not having ya throw Jennifer up in my face, like I'm supposed to owe ya some sort of apology for what I had with her, because I don't." Shaking her head, Teddy pointed in the general direction of the front entrance. "Now, if you've got a problem with me, because of Jenn or the other way around? Then ya better start talking and ya better stop with giving me a ration of shit about me trying to tell ya what to do. Otherwise, the only person you're gonna be talking to out here, is yourself."
"Don't put yourself out on my account." Rolling her eyes, Holly turned around to turn on the spigot.
"Fine. Have it your way, since that seems so damned important to ya. Have a nice weekend, too." Mad, pissed and all sorts of angry adjectives, Teddy stormed through the plastic strips covering the hole in the wall of the patio bar.
The water got turned on. The water got turned off and Holly threw a little stomping fit, before she burst into the bar a ten count behind Teddy. "Well, how am I supposed to feel?"
"God, help me!" Teddy called out to the heavens, throwing her hands in the air as she whirled around to glare at the love of her life. "How should I know how you're supposed to feel, when I don't even have a clue what the hell you're talking about?"
"What we were just talking about." Holly said in explanation, as she followed the brunette's muddy tracks toward the end of the bar.
Teddy slapped her hands over her eyes. "I don't believe this." Dragging her hands over her face, she let her arms fall limp at her sides. "Holly, can we just skip the head games, please? I already told you I don't know what you're talking about. So, either spit the damned thing out, or get away from me, because you're driving me crazy!"
"I don't want to talk about it in here." Holly said, looking around the empty bar.
"Then what did ya come in here for?" She asked, then held up her hands. "No, no. I take that back, because ya know what? I don't wanna know. I'm going to the house, now. If and when you decide you want to let me in on what this is supposed to be about, ya know where I'll be." Dusting off her hands, Teddy turned around and made for the shortest path to her truck.
"Teddy." A slight whine to her voice, Holly stomped her foot.
"Ya heard me, now." Teddy shook her head, as she headed for the side door.
"Grrrrrr, alright. Alright." Hanging her head, Holly shook it slowly. "You were right."
It wasn't much, but it was a start. Making a u-turn, Teddy walked slowly back down the hallway to the where it opened up into the bar and stood there. "Right about what?"
"God, this is so stupid." Holly said to herself, then she let out a heavy sigh. "I'm not really mad at you. It's me."
"You're mad at yourself, so you're taking it out on me?" She asked with a frown, pointing to her chest.
"Yes . . . no . . . maybe a little, but you started it." Lifting her head, Holly let it fall all the way back. "It's Jennifer."
The crickets were chirping in Teddy's head again. "It's you, me and Jenn?"
"Yes . . . no . . . sort of. Look, do we really have to do this out here?" She asked, holding out her arms wide, like Teddy had been doing for most of the conversation.
Teddy didn't like what she was starting to hear, but someplace else was sounding pretty good, if it turned out to be something she really didn't want to hear. "No, we don't have to do it here. Do you wanna go to my house?" Teddy asked, hesitantly.
Holly shook her head. "No, I might lose my nerve between here and there."
Nerve? Oh, I am definitely not liking this. "Alright, we'll stay here. Your office or mine?" The brunette going nowhere fast, asked.
Holly gave the glass door, leading to the lobby a furtive look. "Better make it yours."
"Umm." Teddy agreed. On the other side of the glass door was the lobby, the front desk and one eagle-eyed James Bond wanna be. "Come on, then." Rolling her wrist one more time, she made another u-turn to go half way back down the hall to her office. At the door, she opened it and waited for Holly to go in first, but there was no Holly to let in. "Ya coming?" Sounding as tired as she was getting.
"I can't believe I'm doing this." She mumbled to herself, then stuck her thumbnail in her mouth. "Yes, I'm coming." Holly said, between chews.
According to every prison movie Teddy had ever seen, she was sure Holly had the same look on her face as somebody walking their last steps toward their execution. Dear Lord, she's been struck by lightning again.
Holly stopped chewing long enough to give Teddy a smile as she walked through the door. A few steps in, she closed her eyes to calm her nerves, then opened them again, when she heard the door shut behind her. One deep breath, for good luck, and all her dread got derailed. "Teddy, why is there a bed in your office?" She asked with a frown and a point at the metal framed twin bed, wedged lengthwise in between two filing cabinets up against the wall that just happened to catch her eye.
On her way to the other side of the desk, Teddy gave the bed a glance. "It's for the crew. Since they're on their feet all day, I give them some place to take a load off on their breaks and catch a snooze, if they're pulling a double or somethin'."
Holly bobbed her head in approval. "Oh."
While Holly stared at the bed, Teddy sat down in her chair and leaned way back, swinging one foot, then the other, onto the corner of the desk. When she got comfortable for the long haul she expected was coming, she cleared her throat to catch Holly's attention. "Holly?"
Off in la la land somewhere, Holly's head snapped back in Teddy's direction. "What?"
"You can sit down, ya know. Ya don't' have to stand there." She said, indicating the two chairs in front of the desk.
"Oh, uh . . . I think I'd rather stand." She decided, which was a good move, because it's hard to pace in a chair.
Geez o' Peter, Paul and a Mars bar. She's more fidgety than the other night. "Holly, ya know you can tell me anything, right?" Teddy asked, trying not to sound too pushy.
"I know. It isn't that." Giving up on her thumbnail, Holly started rubbing her forehead as she walked back and forth in front of the desk. "It's complicated to explain."
"Yea, I'm kinda getting that." Teddy sighed heavily. "You mentioned Jenn. What about her? Has she said something to upset ya? Something about me?"
"No, she hasn't said anything about you. Well, other than the usual list of complaints." Smiling despite herself, Holly shook her head. "I don't know, Teddy. I know I shouldn't be, but I guess I'm jealous of her . . . of what she had with you . . . that she knew you before me. I mean, I know you said you never really cared for her, but you two have a history together. You went to school together. You know things about her that I'll probably never know and she knows things about you that I don't know . . . that I want to know."
"Yea, Jenn and I have known each other a long time." Teddy gave her hands a thoughtful gaze. "I suppose that's the only reason why we still get along at all," she said, looking up again, "but that's just memories, Holly. Trust me. You're not missing much, by me not being able to replay my life for ya and you already know things about me Jenn never will."
"I know, Teddy." Holly smiled and walked around the office to plop down on the edge of the bed. "What we have is different, but that's not everything I was talking about when I said she knew you. I mean she knew you, in the biblical sense and that she was probably . . . I mean, I'm assuming . . . I don't want to know the sordid details . . . or maybe I do . . . hell, I don't know . . . I mean, I would think Jennifer was . . . God, I can't believe I'm going to say this . . ."
The biblical sense gave it away, so Teddy came to Holly's rescue. "Good in bed?" She asked, the corners of her mouth curling up into a smile.
Holly slumped forward till her head hit her knees. "Something like that."
Teddy couldn't help, but chuckle just a little. "Minus the sordid details, the answer would be yes, although I have no idea what difference that makes. She's not getting anywhere near my house, let alone my bed."
"I know, but it isn't just Jennifer." Holly sighed and lifted her head, though she didn't sit up. "I mean, she isn't the only woman you've slept with. Is she?"
Tell me she isn't gonna want names. Teddy groaned mentally. "No. Jenn isn't the only one and she wasn't the first, either. If that makes ya feel any better."
"A little, I guess." Holly shrugged. Raising up, she rested her elbows on her knees. "And she didn't have any complaints about you either, did she? I mean . . . you know . . . in bed?"
"Not that I'm trying to toot my own horn or anything, but not as I recall, no." Teddy leaned to her left, propping her elbow on the arm of the chair, so she could rest her confused head in her hand.
"I was afraid of that." Holly sighed to herself.
Teddy's head popped up with a frown on it "Come again?"
"No, no. That's not what I meant." Waving her hands around, Holly closed her eyes to collect her thoughts. "I want you to be good in bed. I do and I'm sure I won't have any complaints, either." Opening her eyes, she let out a long sigh as she sat up. "I just don't know if you will . . . about me . . . I mean."
"Ya just lost me." Teddy shook her head.
"Teddy, look." Up came Holly off the bed and back she went to pacing. "I'm not going to be the first woman that you've slept with, when we . . . you know, and I don't have a problem with that. You're not the first person I've slept with, either, but I've never slept with another woman before."
Teddy still didn't get it. "Would it help if I told ya I've slept with a man before?"
"No, that . . . what?" Doing a double take, Holly backed up a few paces to stare at Teddy directly over the desk and standing still. "You've slept with a man? I thought you said you've always been gay?"
"I have." She smiled. "Call it an experimental phase. I got over it."
Holly gave her a suspicious, sideways glance. "This is something I really don't want to know about, isn't it?" She asked hesitantly.
"Kinda sorta." Teddy nodded.
"Does it have anything to do with Jennifer?" She asked, letting her jealousy show a smidgen.
"Nope." She said quickly and with conviction.
"Hmmmm." Sounding slightly doubtful, Holly let the matter drop. "Okay . . . uh. Anyway, no. Your sleeping with a man doesn't help. It would help if you were a man, then I wouldn't have a problem."
"What?" Teddy's eyebrows shot up. "You want me to be a man?"
"No, I do not want you to be a man." Holly cringed. "God, none of this is coming out right." Clasping her hand over her eyes, she took a deep cleansing breath. "Okay, okay, okay. I can do this. I don't know if I can do the other, but I can do this."
She hasn't been struck by lightning. She's just plumb crazy. That's all there is to it. Teddy thought, while Holly tried to straighten out her own.
A couple more deep breaths and Holly was ready to give it another shot. Dropping her hand away from her eyes, she opened them. "This time, don't talk. Just listen. Okay?"
Teddy didn't think it was going to help much, but she agreed. "Okay."
"Okay." Holly's cheeks puffed outward as she let go what she hoped would be her last sigh of the day. "Do you remember the other night, when I came out to see you, to ask you if I was gay?"
Looking left, then right, then back at Holly, Teddy sucked in her lips and nodded.
Here goes nothing. "Okay, that night, you told me why you didn't want us to make love until I could give you a whole weekend. I didn't like the idea of having to wait, but after you told me what you had in mind, I agreed. So far, so good, but I really didn't give it much thought." Holly saw Teddy frown and she rolled her eyes, in turn. "That's not what I meant. I thought about it. That's about all I thought about, but it wasn't really real to me. The way you described it was kind of like a dream and that's how it was in my mind. There were only images and emotions, but no details. Then it hit me the other day . . ."
I knew it. She was struck by lightning again. Just, please, don't tell me you've changed your mind.
". . . I've never made love to another woman before." Holly started pacing again, as she continued. "I've never even thought about it before you and then it hit me again. My God. What am I going to do? You've got this whole big romantic thing planned out . . . for me and you . . . and it sounds so perfect . . . and I want it to be special for both of us . . . and you're used to women who know what they're doing . . . and I don't. Then, I guess I've just been in panic mode, because I don't want our first time to be a let down for you, Teddy. Then, I looked at Jennifer and . . . I don't know." Rolling her eyes, she shook her head. "I guess I got a little jealous because she knows how to make love to you and I don't . . . and she already knows what it's like to be with you. . . and . . . I guess I wish you'd met me first." Fairly spent, Holly found her way back to the bed and sat down. "Pretty stupid, huh?"
Teddy didn't say anything, at first. She slid her feet off the corner of the desk, stood up, walked the long way around the desk to the door, locked it, then she walked over to Holly and knelt down in front of her. Eye to eye with a sad looking pair of emeralds, she watched them sparkle for a long moment, before she spoke. "Holly, do you really think all I care about is getting my buttons pushed between the sheets?"
"No." Came yet another sigh from Holly. "But this is different, Teddy. Making love for the first time is something you only get to do once and I know you have to have some kind of expectations. I know I do and I want to make it as special for you, as I know it's going to be for me. You shouldn't have to do everything, while I just lay there like a dead fish."
This time it was Teddy's turn to sigh. "Holly."
"No, I'm serious." Lifting her hand, Holly slid her fingers around the back of Teddy's neck. "I know you'd be happy with doing it all, because that's just the way you are, but that wouldn't be fair to you and I want to push your buttons, Teddy. I want to take you every place you take me, because that's what making love is. It isn't one sided. It's two people sharing their bodies, their love and their souls. That's what I want our first time to be. I want to be right there with you, giving you everything I've got, until there isn't anything left and start all over again." She said, using a poor excuse for a southern accent to go with a knowing smile.
It wasn't very often that Teddy got her own words thrown back at her and she liked it about as much as being one step behind, which became evident when she stuck out her tongue. "Smarty britches."
Holly wrinkled her nose and brought her other hand up to join the one behind Teddy's neck. "So, how do I learn to push your buttons?"
"Ya, know you're making this out to be a bigger deal than it really is, don't ya?" Teddy shook her head.
"You don't think the first time we make love should be a big deal?" Frowning with the question.
"That's not what I said." Teddy corrected. "It's gonna be a real big deal to me, but I'm not talking about our first time making love. I'm talking about making love, period."
Holly frowned a little harder. "What do you mean?"
"Holly, since when does making love have any rules of the road to go by?" She asked as one long sigh.
One blonde eyebrow went up. "Well . . ."
Teddy shook her head again. "You just said it yourself. Making love is two people sharing their bodies, their love and their souls. You tell me how you expect some video, or book, or somebody to teach you how to do that?"
Chalking up another sigh, Holly's shoulders slumped after she shrugged them. "But still, I want . . ."
"I know what you want, Holly and I appreciate the thought. I really do, but you're working yourself up over nothing. Making love is going with the flow, going with what feels good, with what feels right at the time and nothing can teach ya what that's gonna be. Ya make it up as ya go along." Teddy explained gently.
"I know that, but . . ." She tried again.
"Okay, okay, okay." Teddy cut in. "I tell ya what."
"What?" Holly asked dejectedly.
Teddy put her hands on either side of Holly's butt and gave the mattress a springiness test. "This thing hasn't been broken in, yet. Why don't we have a little necking session and if you suck at it? I'll give ya a few pointers."
"Tell me you're kidding me." Holly insisted incredulously.
"Nope." Teddy flicked her eyebrows.
"Teddy, that is not what I had in mind." Holly insisted incredulously.
"I don't see why not? I think we've earned it. All we've racked up so far is a couple of kisses, here and there, and a couple rounds of grab ass when nobody was looking." Doing another spring test, Teddy smiled. "What do ya say?"
"Teddy, we're filthy." Holly pointed out, glancing down at her dirty clothes.
"Two filthies make one clean and I'll throw the sheets in the washing machine, when I get home."
"Teddy . . ." Holly began to protest, but she was interrupted again, this time by a pair of warm lips kissing their way up the side of her neck.
"Awww, come on." She murmured in a tasty looking ear. "Personal instruction beats a ratty video any old day and ya know what they say."
Holly closed her eyes. "Let me guess? Practice makes perfect."
"Seeeee, you're learnin' already. You'll be pushin' buttons in no time."
"Oh, you . . ." Was all Holly managed to get out before her lips became otherwise occupied by Teddy's.
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