Not sure of what do next, she finally stopped In front of the table sitting next to the front door and looked at a picture of her dad. �Daddy, I need to just calm down. I don�t act like this it�s just another date with another guy who happens to be famous.� It was one of the many silent conversations she had with her father since he�d passed, she didn�t think it would ever be possible to not want to talk to him. �I know, I know, I know the thing of it is Tatem is he�s just as nervous as you are, and he�s just a regular guy with a good job.� She laughed a little, �Damn Daddy, your not even here and you still have a way of setting me straight.� She set the frame back down, and headed towards her bedroom. She went to the closet not knowing what to wear, and standing there looking wasn�t helping so she crossed to the other side of the room into the bathroom. She turned the water on adjusting the temperature before she started the shower itself. She reached up onto the shelf and turned up the small CD player, the plunks of the old country coming through the speakers and filling the room. Tatem stepped under the soothing spray singing along with Delta Dawn. Finally getting out when the water ran cold, she wrapped the fluffy white towel around her, and wandered back to her closet. She grabbed her favorite pair of jeans, and a sapphire blue Henley, and then there were the shoes, well worn orange classic converse sneakers. After putting her make up on, and running the brush through her hair again, she glanced at the clock, twenty minutes till she went out with Mr. Man in the spiffy car.
John sat on the edge of the bed, flipping open his cell phone and quickly scrolling through the names till he reached the one he was searching for. He punched the send key, and waited for it to begin ringing finally after the third buzz it was picked up.
�Hey Mamma�s boy what�s up?�
�Not a whole lot Dandy Randy, just thought I�d give you a call, and tell you what all happened today.� He laughed at his friend, �So the interview went well, and the shoot was AWESOME! And I have a date with the photographer, wich I gave a ride to in the first place after the limo splashed her with water at eight.�
�Well aren�t we just a busy little bee?� Randy Orton laughed heartily, �So is the photographer hot or is this a sympathy date for getting her wet without dinner and drinks first?�
�Back off man, just back off.� John said in mock warning, �It isn�t my fault you get stuck with all the funky old men, and ugly chicks for photographers.�
�HAHAHA, well you know your gonna have to give me the details man.� Randy paused, �And unless your planning to be late you need to hurry your ass up and get ready. I�ll see ya tomorrow in Dallas for the connection.�
John quickly said bye, closed his phone and headed into the bathroom to take a quick shower. He stepped in and turned the water on suddenly relishing the cold water, hoping it would calm his raging self, and take Tatem off his mind. He quickly washed rinsed and stepped out just as the water was beginning to warm up. He strolled over to the dresser with his clothes on it pulling out a pair of gray boxer briefs, another pair of well-worn jeans, a white Henley, and his favorite pair of orange classic converse shoes. Hell he might as well be comfortable right? He glanced at his watch, grabbed the room key, his wallet, phone, and stunner shades, he had twenty minutes until he went out with The dancing photographer.
Tatem was peeking out the window when the limo pulled up, and John got out.
�Okay girls, he�s here I�m gonna hang up, and go answer my door. Just tell me I can do this.� She whispered into the phone.
�Dude you can so do this,� Darce and Cat encouraged in unison, �Remember where there is a Tater there is a way.�
John strolled to the front door not wanting to seem to eager if she was watching out a window or something. He climbed the stairs and pushed the button sounding her doorbell. Instead of the normal chime one would expect to hear, he heard the imperial death march. He couldn�t help but laughing, and when Tatem opened the door keys in hand he was leaning against the railing tears streaming down his face from laughing so hard. She shook her head, smiling at him in return.
�Do you have a fever with those fits?�
