Holiday Chapter 15 -- Leigh's Stories

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Date Posted: 23:32:04 09/16/01 Sun
Author: Leigh
Subject: Holiday Chapter 15
In reply to: Leigh 's message, "Holiday" on 22:56:37 09/12/01 Wed

"Well?" Carla pounced upon Nikita's bed, her dark eyes filled with excitement as she waited anxiously.

"Well what?" Nikita asked, scowling at her friend. "And will you get off my bed? Go jump on your own bed over there. See? Now leave me alone, I'm tired and want to sleep."

"Oh no you don't!" Carla grabbed hold of Nikita's arms and pulled her up into a sitting position. "I've been waiting all night to find out what happened. Where'd you and Michael go?"

"No where."

"Nicky!" Carla whined and then pouted. When that didn't work, she stood up and marched over to her side of the hotel room and plopped down on the sofa and crossed her arms over her chest. "Fine. Don't tell me. I thought we were best friends but now I see how it is. First you lie to me�"

"Lie!" Nikita stared open-mouthed at Carla.

"That's right. Lied. You told me you had this handsome French guy you wanted me to meet but all the time you were in love with him yourself."

"Now wait a minute, Carla." Nikita sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed. "It wasn't like that. Honestly."

Carla huffed and rolled her eyes. "If you say so."

"Oh," Nikita picked up the pillow beside her and threw it at her. "I hate when you do that!"

Carla easily ducked, and then she picked up the pillow and ran back to the bed with it held high over her head and a grin upon her face. "So it's a fight you want?"

Nikita screeched and lunged back to the other side of the bed, laughing as she grabbed another pillow and prepared to protect herself. In the next instant, the two were battling it out, just as they used to when they were teenagers and slept over at each other's homes. And now, just like then, Carla was the victor. Having wrestled Nikita down to the floor, she began tickling her unmercifully until Nikita, tears of laughter streaming down her face, screamed for mercy.

Carla halted her tickling. "Promise to tell me the truth and nothing but the truth?"

"Yes! Now get off of me."

Smiling victoriously, Carla stood and did her imitation of a victory dance as Nikita stood and straightened her silk pajamas. "Oh shut up already," she grumbled, walking to the door leading to the sitting room. Carla followed her, still grinning.

"Remember, a promise is a promise."

"I know."

The suite Nikita had rented for the night had two rooms, she was in one and Carla was in the other. As Carla curled up on one of the armchairs, Nikita went to the phone and called downstairs for a pot of tea to be sent up. She knew from experience that this would be a long night with Carla wanting to know everything that had happened between her and Michael. Not that there was much to tell. He'd had to leave shortly after their dance -- he was expecting a phone call from his sister in France -- but before he left they had agreed to meet on Sunday night for dinner.

Carla waited until Nikita hung up and then sat down on the couch before she leaned forward and asked excitedly, "So� did he kiss you?"

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