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| A London Extra; A Hannah/James Sequel to A French Connection | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: January 9, 2012, 12:42 am (25,138 Views) | |
| Deleted User | January 21, 2012, 11:16 pm Post #196 |
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Since you're all here hanging out for more, he's a heads up as to what's coming next. (I'm writing now and it'll be up very soon!) James' 51st birthday party.
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| annab17 | January 22, 2012, 12:41 am Post #197 |
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Thank you!!:)
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| Deleted User | January 22, 2012, 3:54 am Post #198 |
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August 3rd, 2014 James’ 51st birthday party was to be hosted at our house, and it was the first time that I had met his family and friends outside of the band and tour. At 4pm, the house was already busy with arriving guests. Lars had arrived early to help me with organising –he was supremely skilled at party planning. He had already set everything up, organised food, drinks, music and the cake. He reassured me with a cool voice that there was nothing else that needed to done and I should relax. Anthony called across the floor to greet us. ‘Hello little guy!’ Lars announced, he picked up my son and kissed his face over and over. Anthony laughed at Lars’ welcome. ‘Look! There’s your daddy!’ Lars pointed across the room to James. He had just emerged down the stairs, freshly showered, dressed in blue jeans and a clean black cotton shirt. I noticed he had nervously buttoned it up too far. I excused myself from Lars and joined James. I was still in my casual clothes, and hadn’t changed yet into my dress for the evening. ‘You look good!’ I kissed him warmly. My fingers gently undid the top two buttons of his shirt. ‘That’s better’ I smiled and James nodded nervously. He caught the sight of Lars holding our baby behind me. ‘We'll need a cover story for later, how did we meet?’ I asked him in a hushed whisper. ‘Shit, yes!’ he realised. ‘Lets say you met me in London back in 09’, that much is true….and that, I don’t know, uh….you we’re trialling as Lars’ Personal Assistant and I fell for you. Perfect!’ he kissed. Lars had once fooled Francesca into believing that I was his new assistant on a trial. It had been the first time I had met Francesca, in this very kitchen, in fact. ‘Sure, that sounds fine’ I agreed. We both knew Lars would agree to any made up story about our meeting. After all, it had been Lars’ idea for James to get a call girl on tour anyway, and it amused him that we had a secret past together. ‘I’m going to head upstairs and shower…’ I breathed suggestively into James’ ear. He inhaled a deep breath to control his horny thoughts. ‘God, can I come too?’ he whispered. His fingertips teased at my waist. ‘No, you have to stay here and entertain your guests!’ I grinned. ‘You’re such a tease!’ he groaned quietly so only I could hear. He kissed me warmly. ‘Be quick, I’ll miss you’ he begged. Upstairs, I took my time in the shower, mostly because I knew it would kill James and make him even hornier. Downstairs in the company of his friends, there was little he could do about it until we would finally be alone that evening. I had a birthday present for him that would be a private gift for later, as well as one he could open in public. I changed into a black and purple dress with a knee-length full skirt, made of shiny taffeta with a thin-waisted belt. I wore patent black heels to add to the shiny effect of the fabric. I straightened my long blonde hair just the way I knew he liked it, added the diamond bracelet he had given me to my left hand, and a long crystal drop necklace over the plan black neckline of the dress. I knew he would love the shine and the feel of the fabric. He was addicted to one of my velvet dresses for the same reason. He liked aesthetics, it was very important to him. It was 5pm and I knew from the increased sound of the crowd downstairs that all his friends and family would now be in attendance. I was a little nervous myself to meet them. James’ older brother David was coming tonight, and I knew James was particularly concerned that I made a good impression with him. I checked myself again in the mirror and made down the large staircase to the party downstairs. The crowd turned as I appeared, and I saw James’ face turn a warm pink at my arrival. He sat down his drink and made through the crowd to join me. ‘Hi!’ he breathed, his eyes were warm and loving and desperately searching mine. ‘You look incredible!’ he whispered, leaning in to kiss me. His mouth was nervous as he did, and he kissed me a little more eagerly than I imagined he might in front of his friends. His nervous hand took mine. ‘Come with me, I’ll introduce you…’ he said, leading me through the crowd. I blushed, all eyes were on me, his friends were all eager to meet the woman who had replaced Francesca. James led me a man who was even taller than him, with whom he shared some common characteristics. ‘David, I’d like you to meet Hannah’ it was the first time I had seen James cower in anybody’s presence. His brother’s approval obviously meant the world to him. ‘Hannah, my goodness—you’re beautiful’ he paid me a warm compliment. My heart had fluttered for a second as his hand reached out to smooth my waist. He leaned in for a kiss to my cheek. James watched in approval. ‘My little brother here is absolutely besotted with you, you know that my dear?’ he continued. He was ten years older than James and shared that same low dry husky voice that killed me. I surveyed his features, wondering what James might look like in another ten years. Lars swung into our gathering to break the sweat that was forming on James’ brow. ‘Hannah, can I get you a drink?’ he had noted like the clever host he was, that I hadn’t yet been offered my first. He offered me his arm, leading me to the bar set up on the kitchen bench. ‘Thanks for saving me!’ I whispered. Lars grinned knowingly. ‘Let me get back there, I’ll find out what they’re saying’ he winked. He poured me a champagne like a gentleman, and returned to James and his brother. ‘So how old is she?’ David asked, clearly impressed. Lars grinned, he knew just was he was thinking. ‘31’ James replied, David grinned greedily. ‘She looks younger, shit she’s banging, James! She’s got the ass of an angel. You did good, brother!’ He patted James on the back vigorously. James blushed warmly, catching my eye from across the room. I was worried as Lars entered the conversation. They spoke eagerly for another few minutes, and I downed the entire first glass as I watched nervously. Lars made his way back to me with a grin. ‘He thinks you’re smoking hot’ he revealed. ‘Mentioned something about your ass, I’d watch out if I were you!’ he giggled earnestly. I had read that from him myself: Lars’ report had only validated my own conclusions that David knew exactly how I had met his little brother. |
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| Some_Kind_Of_Monster | January 22, 2012, 6:30 am Post #199 |
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☠ (R.I.P) † Return Is Possible †
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Uuu I smell trouble, I hope she won't cheat on James There is something fishy about the bro
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| CarpeDiemBaby | January 22, 2012, 6:33 am Post #200 |
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// Sunglasses indoors.
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Completly agree with you!! I wanna know what's going on with his brother
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| Voxx | January 22, 2012, 11:54 am Post #201 |
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Hm, well I don't know what to say. Since I think I'm Team Fran, I hope she sleeps with David and then James finds out Gosh, does that make me a horrible person? What my mind keeps going back to is that Hannah still hasn't told Ray she wants a divorce and she's led James to believe that she's talked to him. I'm interested in seeing how that plays out! |
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| Auluna Raie | January 22, 2012, 12:17 pm Post #202 |
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Shark-Tastic!
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Uh oh, skeevy older dude alert!!! Get yer bats and crobars ready! |
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| annab17 | January 22, 2012, 12:21 pm Post #203 |
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Hmmm somethings not right with david. I hope Hannah has told ray about the divorce!!:) |
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| Nah Bruno | January 22, 2012, 1:09 pm Post #204 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Hannah, Hannah... Don't break my James, or I kill you!
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| Deleted User | January 22, 2012, 4:36 pm Post #205 |
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Yep. I have three versions of the next chapter written, and I'm trying to decide which goes up next.
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| Deleted User | January 22, 2012, 4:37 pm Post #206 |
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My problem is, I delight in being mean to my characters! That's right! Hannah still hasn't talked to Ray about the divorce yet.
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| Deleted User | January 22, 2012, 4:38 pm Post #207 |
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We find out next!
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| Deleted User | January 22, 2012, 4:43 pm Post #208 |
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Yeah!
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| Deleted User | January 22, 2012, 4:43 pm Post #209 |
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Nope! she hasn't!
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| Deleted User | January 22, 2012, 4:44 pm Post #210 |
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