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Post by meagab15 on Nov 28, 2009 0:27:18 GMT -5
ok this my mom's story and i wanted to post it on here hope you all love it lol like Kristine lol.
Kristine and Meagan walked along the tree lined pathway in Central Park one beautiful autumn day. They met up in New York to see a couple of Broadway shows and do some sightseeing, but the biggest reason was to see their favorite show, Celtic Thunder. They had met online in the Celtic Thunder Chat Room and soon became fast friends. Kristine was from Oklahoma and Meagan was from Nebraska but the distance was not a problem. Both loved Celtic Thunder a lot. “I just can’t wait to see the show tomorrow!” said Meagan, “especially, DAMIAN. Do you think I’ll be able to get an autograph?” “I’m sure you’ll get one at the meet and greet girl, unless Damian is not there. Hey, maybe one of the guys will get one for you if he’s not there.” Kristine said. Kristine was in a little daze today. She had been looking forward to the concert of course but she seemed like she was in a dream the last few days. Something was going to happen….she could just feel it. Suddenly two men popped out onto the path in front of them. One of the men had bat in his hand and both had masks on their face. Kristine heard Meagan scream and she tried to grab the bat. She felt a sudden pain in her head and everything went black. Kristine woke up in a strange bed, in a strange room. She could smell the sea. The room was small with a small bed with a chest at the end, a dresser with a mirror and a little closet . “Where the heck am I?” she said to herself. Out in the hallway, she heard Meagan calling, “Hurry up, Keira! You’ll be late for your own wedding!” Suddenly Kristine remembered. It was like two worlds floating around in her head at the same time! She was Kristine, but she was Keira right now. She was so in love with Ronan and was getting married today! Kristine sat up from the bed and looked in the mirror. It was her alright. She wore a beautiful dress and had flowers in her hair. No glasses and her cheeks were flushed. Suddenly Meagan, no Moira here, burst through the door. “Come on! Oh.” She sighed. “ If ye aren’t the most lovely bride I’ve ever seen!” “Moira? You’re…you’re my little sister.” Keira said, confused. “Well now….who else would I be now…huh?” She gave Kristine a warm hug and a smile. “I love you and wish you only the best.” Tears filled her eyes. “Well now, “ Keira said, “We can’t have tears on my wedding day , right? Let’s be off then.” Keira and Moira walked hand in hand down the stairs and into the kitchen where Keira’s ma and da were waiting. They were strangers to her but somehow she remembered they were her parents and she felt the love she had for them. Her father, a big man with a warm smile, hugged her hard . Strangely he reminded Kristine a little like George Donaldson. This dream was getting weirder and weirder. Her mother, with tear filled eyes kissed both her cheeks. They all headed outside and walked up the path that led to a small church. The chapel was small and surrounded with flowers. A blonde man stood outside, decked out in his finest. He turned and smiled as the family approached. Somehow Kristine knew this wasn’t the man she was supposed to marry but her best childhood friend, Karrick. “Keith? “ she said to herself. This whole dream was just not making sense. But it all seemed so real. She knew everyone…and everyone knew her, but as Keira, not Kristine. Karrick smiled at her, “Now aren’t you just pretty as a picture! I should have grabbed you up when I could, ah before Ronan anyway.” He smiled and kissed her right on the lips. “And wouldn’t that be like marrying my own brother!” Keira smiled. “But you know I love you anyway.” Karrick hugged her and smiled back. “Well, I’ll always be there for you little sister.” They all enter the chapel. A flute was playing a lovely tune. Moira and Karrick walked up the aisle. Then Keira started walking with her father and mother on either side of her. Up at the altar was the most beautiful man she ever seen. It was Ryan Kelly. Not the Ryan from her time but she recognized him. The same beautiful green eyes. The same sweet smile. His hair was black but he wore it a little longer, tied back now. He was dressed in his finest and he was looking at her like she was the only person in the world. Next to him stood, Paul? No, it was Ronan’s best friend Michea’l. He was dressed in his finest too with a big silly grin on his face. “Oh Lord,” she thought, “what do I do….what do I do??? Marry him dumb dumb…it’s only a dream, right? Right…so let’s go.” Keira pasted a grin on her face and said the words. The ceremony seemed to fly by. Keira barely remembered the words she spoke. The next thing she knew,Ronan was kissing her and spinning her silly.Everyone started cheering. “Mo grha’” Ronan whispered in her ear, “I want to show you something.” He smiled down at her with a mischievious look on his face. “Everyone! Follow us!” He led everyone through fields and over streams until they came upon a sweet little cottage . It was all decorated in flowers and looked so beautiful. “Michea’l, Karrick,Daimhin and I built this fine cottage for us to live in. I hope you like it.” Ronan said. Keira smiled up at him, “It’s beautiful, thank you so much. “ “Let the celebration begin! “ said Keira’s father. The ale flowed and the music played. Everyone was on their feet, dancing until they were out of breath. Moira sat next to Keira being very quiet and her face was very red. Keira leaned over and asked, “What’s the matter now? Aren’t you having any fun?” “Oh, yes!” she answered , but kept looking over at Ronan’s little brother ,Daimhin. Daimhin on the other hand kept looking over at her too. Keira wondered at what was going on…so she pulled Moira up and began to dance with her, slowly moving over toward Daimhin. When they got close, she gave Moira a good shove, headlong into him, then turned back to her new husband. She looked back and saw Daimhin talking to Moira , then they held hands and went off to dance. Keira then pulled her new husband up to dance. “ So….are you having fun then? “ she asked him. “Well…I am but I’ll be better when it’s all over and we’re alone” he smiled. Keira blushed. Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months. Life was lots of hard work and lots of fun too. Ronan went off every morning and came home every evening. Moira came to visit almost every day and Daimhin came to visit every day too. They usually went off on long walks or went fishing. Nights were full of singing and dancing. Ronan had a beautiful voice and would sing to her almost every night. Michea’l and Daimhin would often join in, and even Karrick when he wasn’t off adventuring. Often they would sit by the fire and tell stories. It was a wonderful life. Keira almost forgot her life before…the one from the future. But sometimes at night , just before she fell asleep, she would become very scared that when she woke up, it would all be gone again. Sometimes she would cry and Ronan would hold her tight telling her, “no matter where you went, mo grha, I would always find you”. Still she worried. One morning she woke up feeling very ill. She could barely lift her head from the pillow and her head felt very hot. Ronan told her to stay in bed, that he would run and get a doctor. Moira and her mother came over to take care of her. Finally the doctor arrived. He examined Keira and then left the room to talk to Ronan. “I’m sorry Ronan, it looks like she has a bad case of smallpox. Keep her cool and hope for the best is all I can tell you to do.” The doctor patted Ronan’s shoulder and left. During the night Keira took a turn for the worst. She was covered in pustules and she felt like she was on fire. Everyone took turns with cold rags trying to cool her off but still the fever raged. Ronan sat by her side all night long praying that she would get well. Keira opened her eyes and saw him. She knew she didn’t have much time left. “ Thank you for giving me everything. I love you, you know” she whispered. “Don’t thank me…you just get better huh?” he smiled at her. “I’m sorry to leave you.” She whispered back. “No, Keira, I won’t ever let you leave me, I will always find you.” He whispered. “Your are my life, Keira.” Keira felt the life fading from her. She looked over at Moira, whom was crying. Daimhin stood next to her his arms around her seeming to hold her up. There was Karrick, over in the corner with tears running down his face. Her mother and father, standing at the end of her bed, seeming to hold each other up. And Michea’l standing behind Ronan with one hand on his shoulder. All the people she loved, here in one room. She looked in Ronan’s eyes, “I love you” Then every thing went dark. Kristine started coming to with tears in her eyes. Where the heck was she? She heard Meagan crying but could barely move. Finally she opened her eyes only to see Ryan Kelly looking down at her and holding her hand. She looked over to see Meagan crying and Damian with his arms around her seeming to hold her up. “Where am I?” Kristine asked. “Well, I guess you got mugged in the park. We were running not too far away and heard someone scream. Are you Ok?” Ryan held her hand and looked into her eyes. Suddenly a light shined as if he recognized her. He smiled. “Ah…so here you are. I told you I would find you, mo grha.” Kristine smiled back.
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Post by meagab15 on Dec 29, 2009 2:23:39 GMT -5
Just before she passed out again. Ryan looked down at the girl in his arms. What the heck was the matter with him? He had no idea why he said that. Geez…he probably scared her so much she passed out again! “Damian. Go try to find some help. This girl really needs to get to a hospital.” “Yeah, ok” Damian peeled the crying girl from his shoulder and headed off in a run. “What the heck was going on,” Ryan thought to himself. “Why do I recognize this girl when I’ve never laid eyes on her in my life.” He held on to her and stroked her head and rubbed his fingers over her cheek. A face he recognized , maybe only in a dream. That’s it! He’d dreamed about her his whole life! How could he forget that reoccurring dream. The horrible nightmare he’d had so many times his whole life. He remembered losing her…the sense of loss and the sharp pain that cut right into his heart. So sharp that he wanted to die. He always woke up from those dreams with the sadness still lingering, sometimes for weeks or months. And now he was looking into his dream girl’s face. A face that was alive and well. No…he shook his head…he didn’t understand, but he wasn’t going to lose her again. The police and the paramedics arrived. Ryan and Damian had a show to do. Ryan talked to Meagan to find out the girl’s name. Kristine. He told Meagan that he would come to the hospital after the show. Meagan just nodded, watching them put Kristine in the ambulance. Waking up in the hospital, Kristine looked around. Where was she? Her head felt 5 times bigger than it was, and the ungodly pounding!!! She just wanted to go back into oblivion. Meagan was at her side, holding her hand. “Kristine! You’re finally awake! Thank God! I was so worried for you. “ Meagan said. “Yeah so Moira…where am I?” Kristine said to her. “Moira?? No…it’s Meagan.” Remember me? Meagan?” Meagan looked concerned. “Huh…Where’s Ro? Where’d he go?” Kristine asked. She remembered seeing him. He was there holding her hand. “Kristine? Who is Ro? Come on girl…wake up!” Meagan was getting really concerned now. She called the nurse. The nurse came in and checked Kristine’s vitals. Then told Meagan it was ok..that Kristine was just confused because of the concussion she had gotten. Kristine however seemed to get more upset. “Where is Ronan! Where is he!” She started crying and trying to get out of the bed. The nurse sent for help and they finally gave Kristine something to calm her down. Kristine settled back to sleep, tears still in her eyes. Meagan didn’t know what to do? She picked up her cell and called Kristine’s mom and explained what had happened. Of course, her mom said she and her dad would come to New York immediately. Meagan hung up the phone and held Kristine’s hand. Ryan, had just finished up his show. He was supposed to meet and greet but talked George into changing with him. He called up to the hospital to check on Kristine, but remembered, he didn’t have her last name. How stupid could he be! He tried talking to the operator, but they couldn’t help him. Not only wasn’t he family, but he didn’t have a last name to give them. He started to panic. He quick grabbed a cab and headed to the hospital that the paramedics had given him. When he got to the hospital he went into emergency. “Yes..I’m here to see a girl that was brought in about 4 hours ago. She was mugged in Central Park.” Ryan told the nurse at the desk. “Name?” “Kristine.” “Last name?” “Uh…I don’t know. Look…I was out jogging and heard a scream…I ran over and she was laying on the ground. I need to find out if she’s ok or not.” The nurse gave him a concerned look. “Sir…we have hundreds of people come into this emergency room. I cannot find just one girl with a first name of Kristine and no last name.” “I’m sorry sir…really I am…but there’s nothing I can do.” The nurse gave him a kind smile. “NO…YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND…I CAN’T LOSE HER AGAIN!!!” Ryan started yelling at the nurse. “YOU HAVE TO LOOK…PLEASE…YOU HAVE TO LOOK FOR HER!!” The nurse called security of course. Ryan started running toward the exam rooms. He was started looking in each of the rooms trying to find her. Security showed up and escorted him out of the hospital. “Oh God.” He thought to himself. “What do I do?” He stood looking at the hospital. There was nothing…nothing he could do. He was a little sick to his stomach as he hailed a cab to head back to the tour bus. The next morning, Kristine’s parents arrived. The doctor told them he would release Kristine from the hospital but she had to stay quiet for at least a week. That meant no flying home. They rented a room the at motel Meagan and Kristine were originally staying at. Kristine seemed to be back to her old self, but seemed very quiet. Meagan tried to talk to her, but Kristine just turned over and went back to sleep. Not knowing what to do, Meagan wandered the motel and surrounding area.
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Post by peri38 on Jan 1, 2010 10:58:58 GMT -5
She walked past the venue where Celtic Thunder played the night before. All the trucks and buses were already gone. She thought about meeting Damian and Ryan that night. God…she hoped Kristine was ok! She seemed so confused. Maybe she should let the lads know what was going on with Kristine. Meagan walked back to the motel. She sat in the café and opened her laptop. Well….how does she get a message to them? Ok..let’s start with twitter. @ Damian_Thunder @ryankelly….Thks for help in Central Park…Kristine doing fine. She hit send. Hope they got the message, she thought. Then headed up to the room, hoping Kristine was up. Kristine was awake but just didn’t feel like opening her eyes. Her head hurt and the medicine she was on made her a little groggy. She liked sleeping the best, because she could remember everything. She knew it wasn’t just a dream. It was too real. Meagan walked into the room. “Kristine…are you awake?” “Hey Meagan…yeah, I’m awake. Where you been?” Kristine asked. “Oh…just walking around. I went over to the theater and walked around. The guys have gone on to the next show.” “Man..sorry we had to miss the show last night. dang muggers.” “Well…at least we got to meet Damian and Ryan.” Meagan said. “What did you say? What the heck are you talking about?” Kristine sat up and looked at Meagan. “You know…when the guys found us in the Park…right after you got hit.” Meagan explained “Meagan…I have no clue what you’re talking about…I only remember waking up in the hospital.” Meagan went through the whole story. How Kristine had been hit by the mugger and Meagan had started screaming. Then Ryan and Damian running to the rescue. Ryan holding her and calling her “mo grha”.” “Are you sure he called me “mo grha”? “ Kristine asked her. “Yes..because I asked Damian what it mean’t and he said…” “My life….Megs…it means “My Life”. You know what it means also Meagan? I means that it wasn’t all a dream! “ Kristine finally sparked to life. “Kristine…what the heck is going on? You were talking nonsense in the hospital when you first woke up and you were so upset they had to sedate you. Tell me what’s going on!” Kristine told her what had happened when she was out. The whole story spilled out of her. Meagan sat next to her on the bed and held her hand…asking a million questions. “You know what it was don’t you?” Meagan said. “You just relived a past life. You and Ryan or Ronan…or whatever you want to call him….are soulmates or something.” “You really think so?” Kristine said. “I hope your right Meagan, because otherwise I would think I’m going crazy. So what do you think I should do now? Should I contact him? Even though I remember him…he probably wouldn’t remember me..he would think I’m just some crazy woman.” “Well I tweeted them, just to let them know you’re ok. I guess we’ll just wait and see. We have a few more days here in New York before we head back home.” Kristine laid back down. Her head was already feeling better and there was hope in her heart. Maybe…maybe very soon…she would be where she belonged…back in Ryan’s arms. Meagan checked her twitter board at least every hour. No word from the lads. Darn it!!! She didn’t know what to do. Somehow she had to get a hold of Ryan. She’d seen the look in his face as he looked at Kristine on the ground. There was something there alright. Well the lads are on tour. Maybe they just didn’t check their twitter board that much. Or maybe they have so many people sending them messages, they missed her tweet. Well….she would just tweet them again! @damian_Thunder@ryankelly Hey…need to talk to one of you guys. Kristine doing better. Please contact me. VERY IMPORTANT!!! Ryan stared out the window of the tour bus. It’s almost showtime again. He couldn’t seem to get his head into the show. Right now all he could see was Kristine’s face….she was so pale lying there in the park. So pale and so beautiful. He wondered how she was. Was she still in the hospital. Surgery? Coma? God…how he wished he could find her. “Hey…stop daydreaming…it’s showtime.” Damian came up and smacked him in the arm. “Yeah…ok” “So…what are you thinkin so hard about?” Damian asked. “That girl in the park…Kristine. I was just wondering how she was doing.” “Hey…she’s fine. Don’t you read your twitter?” Damian asked. “What? What about my twitter?” “The girl with Kristine…Meagan…sent a message that Kristine was ok.” Damian said.
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Post by peri38 on Jan 2, 2010 23:32:17 GMT -5
Ryan couldn’t have been more stunned. Kristine was a fan? How could he have missed her? He went off with Damian to start the show. He thanked God he could sing the songs without much thought, because his mind was wrapped around Kristine. All he wanted to do is flip open his laptop and contact her. No…he “needed” to contact her. It was like an ache that just wouldn’t go away. I was late when he got back to the bus. His turn to meet and greet. Lots of familiar faces and lots of new faces. He had waded through the fans waiting outside the bus, some wanting pictures,some wanting autographs. He loved them all, but he really needed to get on that bus. Finally, he climbed on and sat at the table, opened his laptop and went to his website. “Good show tonight, huh? The ladies were pretty crazy.” Paul said looking over Ryan’s shoulder. “Well, you just love to egg them on…do you mind?” Ryan said as he scanned his messages. “What cha doin? ” Paul asked. “None of your business.” Ahh…there it was…Meagan’s tweet. Ryan direct messaged her. “Give Kristine a message…call me..need to talk to you.” Then he gave them his cellphone number. “Hey…you giving a fan your cellphone number? What the heck is going on? “ Paul asked. “Look…I found a girl in Central Park unconscious. I just need to see how she is. Now go play a video game or something…I heard Damian beat you last time.” “It was very close…next time he’s dead meat.” Distracted, Paul wandered away. Ryan closed his laptop. He prayed Kristine would get the message. He dreamed of her that night. He was in Ireland again. Something told him it was very late. The air was cool and the sky was filled with stars. They looked so close he reached up his hand as if to touch them. He was walking down a path on his way home from the pub. He wasn’t drunk but definitely more than tipsy. He was going home to his Kiera. Finally their little cottage came into view. Home at last. He opened the front door and eased in. Moira was sleeping on a pallet by the fireplace. They must have stayed up late talking thought Ryan. He checked the fire to make sure it was properly banked and then slipped into the bedroom as quietly as he could. He saw her in bed sleeping. The moonbeam fell across the bed where she slept. He sat on the bed and looked down at her sleeping so peacefully. God he loved her so much. His finger stroked down her cheek and she smiled in her sleep. He bent his head and kissed her smile. Her eyes…her beautiful blue eyes…opened a crack. “Oh! So himself is home now….so how was the pub?” she asked sleepily. “We sent Karrick off to the Americas in high style. He’ll be wishin he had a new head in the morning. He sends his love.” Ryan whispered to her. “I wish him safe travel. So come to bed Ronan…I’m near froze to death.” She whispered. He readied himself for bed and climbed in under the covers. She turned and curled herself into him laying her head on his shoulder. She was warm…very warm…but still she shivered. He held her tight against him and rubbed his hand up and down her back. “Can you sing to me tonight? “ she asked sleepily. He sang softly to her. An Irish lullaby his own mother used to sing when he was small. “Over in Killarney, many years ago.” “Me Mither sang a song to me,” “In tones so sweet and low.” “Just a simple little ditty,” “In her good auld Irish way,” “And I’d give the world to if she could sing,” “That song to me this day.” She seemed to get hotter as he sang. My God…she was burning up. The panic started to creep in. Ryan woke up in his own bunk in the tour bus. He was sweating and his heart was pounding out of his chest. He knew from experience there would be no going back to sleep. He sat on the side of the bed and rubbed the dream from his eyes. He got up, got a soda out of the fridge, sat down at the table and watched the darkness fly by out the window. Where was he?…somewhere in Pennsylvania maybe?
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Post by peri38 on Jan 4, 2010 1:03:27 GMT -5
Ryan wondered if she would call. If she did, what would he say? You’re my wife that I lost 100 years ago? She would think he was crazy! He would take it slow…let her get to know him again. Make her fall in love with him again. That’s what he would do. What if she lived in California? How was he going to make her fall in love with him if she lived in California…half a world away? Your making problems where there might not be any, idiot…he thought to himself. She probably lives in New York. After all…isn’t that where he’d found her? The sun was starting to rise. The bus was pulling into another city. Let’s see, he thought, must be Philadelphia. He could hear the occupants of the bus starting to stir. George would be up first. Maybe he could go have a bit of breakfast with him and talk to him about his problem. He would understand. The bus pulled up to another venue. He could see the trucks were already there…the guys already busy unloading it. Just then…his cell phone rang. He looked at his phone. It was her! His heart jumped a bit. He answered the phone as he headed outside. He didn’t want anyone to hear this conversation. “Hello…this is Ryan.” There was silence on the other end. “Hello?” “Hi…this is Kristine.” She said quietly. “You wanted me to call you? I hope it’s not too early.” “Yeah…hi Kristine. No..it’s not too early…I was up. So…how are you feeling…you know…your head??” Ryan felt like a goof…he kept stuttering like he was 15 again! So much for the smooth talking dark destroyer. “It’s good…hardly hurts anymore. Thank you for thinking of me.” “Oh…I’m thinking of you. So…do you think I could see you again? I really need to see…talk to you. In person…maybe I can come to New York on one of my breaks. Kristine…we really need to talk.” Okay…so now he was repeating himself. “Ryan. I would love to see you, but we’re flying home tomorrow.” “Flying home?” Oh Lord…she lives in California. “Home where?” “Oklahoma City. Do you know where that is?” “Sure! It’s in Texas right? Just kidding…just kidding” Ok so now he’s into stupid jokes…what is the matter with him! “Right in the middle of the country, right? So you and your sister are heading back.” “My sister? No I’m flying out with my mom and dad. They came to New York after the mugging.” “Isn’t Mor….Meagan your sister?” “No…although, although she’s like a sister to me…we’re very close. We actually came to New York to go to a Celtic Thunder concert and do some sightseeing. I was really sorry to miss the concert.” “I didn’t realize you were a fan.” “I’ve been a fan for a very long time.” “So…Oklahoma City huh? Let’s see…we’ll be going through there in a couple of weeks. I believe I have 2 days off in a row around that time. Can I come see you then?” Ryan tried to sound cool and calm. “Maybe we could go out to dinner or something or maybe just have coffee or…” “Ryan! Dinner sounds great. You have my number, right? Just give me a call. I’m looking forward to seeing you. I have to go now. Goodbye Ryan.” “See ya, Kristine.” He would never say the word “goodbye” to her ever again. He’d said it once, 100 years ago. This time….he was going to keep her forever. He hung up his phone and started dancing around. Damian came up behind him. “Dude! What’s your problem…are you having a seizure or something?” “Just got a date with my future wife!” He told Damian and hugged him. “Oh yeah…did I just miss something? I didn’t even know you were engaged.” “I have a date in 2 weeks with Kristine…you know…the girl in the park? The one that got mugged? I just talked to her and we’re meeting in Oklahoma City.” “Happy for ya man.” He slapped Ryan on the back. “So is that other girl going to be there too? You know, the adorable one…Meagan? We could double date.” “Sorry kid….I need some alone time with Kristine. Why don’t you send a message to Meagan and see if she wants to hang with you?” “OK…sounds like a plan….you want to get some breakfast now? I’m starved” The two walked off to find a diner.
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Post by peri38 on Jan 6, 2010 18:31:50 GMT -5
Kristine closed her cell phone. She bent her head and said a prayer of thanks to God. Then she stood and started laughing and dancing around. Meagan came running in. “Well? What did he say? Come on ….spill it!!!” “He wants to see me. He’s got a couple of days off when he gets to Oklahoma and he wants to see ME!!! “Oh my God…that’s so wonderful!!!! I’m so happy for you!” Meagan started crying and hugging Kristine. “I hope he falls in love with you again.” “Oh…I’ll let him get to know me again…make him fall in love with me again. Meagan, I can’t fail. What we had was so wonderful….I know it can be wonderful again.” Kristine smiled and hugged Meagan and danced with her around the room. Yes…she thought….she would make him fall in love with her again. Two weeks….it seemed like such a short time on the phone. Two weeks however seemed like eternity to Ryan on the road. Every waking moment was spent thinking of his Kristine. Every sleeping moment was spent dreaming of his Kristine. Sometimes he thought he was going insane. Finally..the very next stop was Oklahoma City. He called her when he got close. She told him she would pick him up at the bus. The bus pulled up to the curb at the venue. He saw her outside the window waiting. He drank in the sight of her. Paul , who had just gotten up, looked out the window over his shoulder. “So that’s your future wife then?” “Yep” “I’d like to go meet her…mind introducing me?” “Maybe later….you don’t look your best.” Ryan looked at Paul and smiled. Paul’s hair was sticking out all over the place and he was wearing sweats and a “Tenor Singin Freak” T-shirt. “Have fun….see you at soundcheck.” Paul hit him on the shoulder. Ryan jumped off the bus and walked toward Kristine. She just stood there watching him. He couldn’t stop himself, even though he knew better, he just couldn’t stop himself. He reached for her and wrapped her in his arms. He felt her melt into him. His hands framed her face as he looked into her eyes, eyes that were so familiar to him. Leaning down he kissed her lightly, just a small taste. He pulled away and looked down at her. “Kristine…I…I’m not sorry for that.” He smiled at her. “And why would you be? It was a very nice greeting. So…do you want some breakfast?” “That would be a nice start.” They couldn’t seem to stop looking at each other. He draped his arm around her shoulder…her arm went naturally around his waist. They walked together down the street. “What do you want to do for the next few days?” She asked him. “Doesn’t matter…as long as I’m with you, it really doesn’t matter.” He smiled down at her and gave her a squeeze. “We have a lot of talking to do.” “Well Meagan is in town…we have tickets for tonight’s show. We even have M & G’s tonight. Are you on for meet and greets tonight?” “No. It’s Damo and Paul tonight. I’m all yours after the show.” I’m all yours forever…he wanted to say. Too soon…too soon. They ate breakfast at a small diner a few blocks away. They sat in a booth in the corner. Ryan couldn’t stop looking at her. The way she smiled…the way she laughed…the way she gestured when she talked..even the way she smelled. He absorbed everything about her. She talked about her life. How she went to school and worked full time. She lived with her grandfather and took care of him. He in turn told her about his family, stories of when he went to school and funny tidbits from the tour. After breakfast they walked around Bricktown and the canal.
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Post by peri38 on Jan 8, 2010 23:32:40 GMT -5
“So…have you ever been to Ireland?” “No, although I’ve always wanted to visit. Tell me about your Ireland.” He talked of Ireland. He talked of the green fields, dotted with cattle and sheep, the mountains and the cliffs that overlook the Atlantic Ocean. “The people of Ireland are like no one else. They are truly nice people. They wouldn’t think twice of helping a stranger. Music and stories are a fact of life there. I would love to show you around my Ireland.” “I would love to see it…it sounds wonderful.” Kristine smiled. She loved the look he got in his eyes when he talked of Ireland. “Well..it’s almost soundcheck time. Would you like to come and watch?” “Can I get in?” “I’ll get you a backstage pass. Come on.” They headed back to the theater. The stage door had a crowd of fans around it. Ryan smiled and greeted them as he moved through the crowd. He kept his arm around Kristine so he wouldn’t lose her. Inside the door he signed her in and gave her a backstage pass then led her through all the equipment sitting around. “Hey Ryan! Is this your future wi…I mean date?” Paul walked up. “Hello my love…I’m Paul Byrom.” He took Kristine’s hand and kissed it then pretended to pull her in for a big one when Ryan stopped him. “Yeah..buddy….I don’t think so.” He warned. “He always gets the prettiest ones. If you get tired of him..give me a call” Paul smiled. “Sorry Paul, I don’t think I’ll be tired of him for a really long time. You might have to look elsewhere. There’s a big crowd outside the door…maybe you could find someone out there.” Kristine said. “Here I am broken hearted again. It was nice to meet you.” He walked off toward the stage. Ryan led her to a chair and sat her down, then went to the stage himself. The musicians were warming up. They went through a few of the songs, each man singing one. When soundcheck was done they all came over to meet Kristine. Damian smiled. “How is your head? Last time I saw you, you were passed out on the ground. Pale as a ghost she was.” “I didn’t get to thank you for your help. I don’t remember anything in the park after that guy hit me. I know it’s late but, thank you.” Kristine told Damian. “No problem. So is Meagan here with you?” he asked. “She’s here in town. She’s staying at the Hilton and is coming to the show. You’ll see her at the meet and greet.” Kristine said. Damian smiled. “Good…so I’ll see ya later then.” He nodded and walked off. George walked up and introduced himself. He pulled Kristine into a big hug. “Well now…here’s Ryan ‘s wee sweet lass at last. It’s nice to finally meet you. Ryan’s told me some about you and your little misfortune. Glad to see you don’t look worse for wear.” “Thank you George…it’s very nice to meet you too.” George walked away with a smile and a wave. Keith was still out on the stage talking to one of the stagehands. “Keith! Come over and say hi to Kristine.” Ryan hollered. Keith nodded and finished his conversation then jogged over to them. “Well now…aren’t you a pretty one. How do you do, Kristine.” He smiled that huge dimpled gorgeous smile. The one that made every woman’s heart flip. “It’s very nice to meet you Keith. I’m a big fan.” Kristine said. “Probably more of a fan of Ryan than of me, right?” He winked and smiled. “So…you going for something to eat before the show?” “I’m going to check into the Hilton then we’ll go pick something up. If that’s ok with you Kristine?” “Fine with me. I have to check in with Meagan anyway.” They started toward the stage door when Ryan pulled her into a corner behind a huge box. “Sorry…just need another one to keep me going.” He pulled her to him for a long deep kiss. A kiss that made Kristine’s legs start to tremble and her heart pound. He pulled his head up and looked into her eyes. “Kristine, I’m sorry. I keep doing this and you hardly know me. I just can’t seem to stop myself. Are you ok?” “More than ok, Ryan.” She reached up and touched his lips with her thumb. He smiled. “Well we could stay here and make out for a bit or until the show starts?” He looked hopefully at her. “As much as I like that idea, we better get your bags and get you settled into the hotel. We have 2 whole days to make out.” “It’s going to be a grand 2 days, Kristine, a grand 2 days.” He lightly kissed her, then grabbed her hand. They headed out the door and into the crowd of fans.
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Post by peri38 on Jan 10, 2010 20:24:42 GMT -5
The fans were waiting. They all wanted a picture…an autograph…just to say hi. Ryan smiled at them, let them take pictures, gave a few autographs, all the while keeping a tight hold on Kristine’s hand. “That’s it for now, folks.” He smiled and waved as he passed the majority of the fans, then moved at a slight jog toward the bus. He stopped at the door and turned. “I would ask you to come in but I don’t think you’ll want to ….you know…a bunch of guys…” Kristine laughed. “I understand….it’s a man cave on wheels. Don’t worry, I’ll wait right here.” He kissed her. “OK…don’t…move…an inch. I’ll be fast.” While she was waiting, one of the fans approached her. “So…are you one of the crew?” she asked. “No, I’m Ryan’s personal assistant.” Kristine told her with a straight face. “Really! Can you get me an autograph? I love Ryan…he’s so awesome.” “Yeah…he’s pretty awesome. Sure…what’s your name?” Kristine asked. “Brittany.” She handed Kristine a program. Just then Ryan stepped out of the bus with is bag. “Hey Ryan. Could you give my friend Brittany an autograph?” She handed Ryan the program. “Sure..” he wrote on the program and handed it back. Kristine took a picture of Ryan & Brittany. And off she went happy as can be. “Pretty awesome huh? You think I’m pretty awesome?” He put his arm around her & started walking. “I think your pretty awesome too.” He smiled down at her just as he tripped over a curb & almost fell. Kristine grabbed him just as he was going down. “Pretty awesome…even if you’re a big Klutz.” She laughed. “By the way…the Hilton is this way.” She pointed the opposite direction. “Thank God I have a personal assistant to keep me in line.” He laughed. They reached the Hilton and Ryan checked in while Kristine called up to Meagan’s room. “Hey sister! You made it ok.” Kristine said when Meagan answered. “Just fine. How’s it going with Ryan?” Meagan said. “Super, fantastic…Wonderful…words can’t describe! I’ll tell you about it later. You want a roomie for the next couple of nights?” Kristine asked. “Sure! Ryan’s staying at the hotel I take it.” “Yep. Thank’s Meagan. I’ll see you about six…get ready and look good. Damian asked about you.” “He did? “ Kristine smiled when she heard Meagan dancing around. “Oh my God…what am I supposed to wear!” “I’ll be up to help pick something out..see ya later.”
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Post by peri38 on Jan 11, 2010 20:05:49 GMT -5
Ryan walked up. “All checked in. Is Meagan in?” “Yes. Ryan? Would it be alright if I invite her to go have a bite to eat with us before the concert? Maybe we could invite Damian to go along too?” “Are you playing matchmaker?” He laughed. “Well, Damian did ask about her. And Meagan is already halfway in love with him. “ “OK…I’ll call Damian and see if he wants to eat before the concert. “ He laughed. “Like I don’t already know the answer to that.” “Why don’t you go settle into your room. I’m going to pick up my bag and hang in Meagan’s room. See you in about an hour?” “ An hour? I can be ready in 10 minutes.” “Yeah…well you’re a man and I cannot be ready in 10 minutes …1 hour.” “Ok…fast hour….no later than an hour. Not a minute past an hour.” He bent his head and kissed her. Inside Ryan felt a panic to let her go. His head knew she would be ok but he couldn’t help the feeling of loss. Shake it off Ryan…he told himself. What the heck you going to do when you leave for the rest of the tour. He deliberately chose to ignore that thought. Kristine nodded her head. “You want to walk with me to get my bags?” Together they walked to her car and picked up her bags. Ryan teased her about the amount of luggage for 2 nights. He dropped her off at Meagan’s door and headed down the hall to his own room. Inside Meagan’s room the girls hugged. “So…show me what you’re going to wear. We’re going to eat before the show with Ryan and Damian.” Meagan made an excited happy sound and started dancing around. Both girls tore into their bags and got to work. Exactly 52 minutes later they were both looking in the mirror and both looking gorgeous. They smiled at each other. “Well” said Meagan. “We can’t get better than this.” “Let’s go knock their socks off!” Kristine said. There was a knock at the door. “Your 1 hour is up!” Ryan yelled through the door. Kristine opened the door. “And we’re ready to go.” Ryan and Damian stood in the hall. Both looking handsome as ever. They decided to eat right there in the hotel since the guys needed to get to the theater. Damian and Meagan seemed to hit it off right away. Somehow that didn’t surprise Kristine since she remembered how well they got along in the “before life” as she liked to call it in her head. Soon the guys headed off to the theater. The girls sat at the restaurant and ate dessert. “So….did you guys talk yet? You know about the “past life ” soulmate” thing?” Meagan asked. “No, I haven’t . I’m a little nervous saying anything. I don’t want him to think I’m a crazy person. I just don’t know how to bring it up.” Kristine ate another bite of cheesecake. “Well…remember…he did call you “mo grha”, I heard him myself. That should tell you something.” “How do I know he doesn’t call every woman that? Sorta like a term of endearment, like sweetheart or honey? No….that conversation will come, but not right away. I have to let him get to know me again. Who knows…maybe I will bring it up when we’re grandparents. Well…are you ready to go to the concert?” Kristine asked. “Yep! Let’s go….I can’t wait to see Damian in concert.” The girls walked down to the theater and found their seats. First row…center. Kristine had gotten the prime seats and the meet and greet tickets from her pbs station. The show, of course, was fantastic. The guys seemed to be in an extra silly mood. Goofing around a little more than usual ,which really got the crowd going, which egged the guys on even more. Ryan couldn’t keep his eyes off Kristine, which allowed Keith to sneak in and lift his kilt to show off his Boston Celtics boxers. Kristine & Meagan cracked up at a red faced Ryan. All too soon the show was over and they were led to a room for the meet and greets.
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Post by peri38 on Jan 12, 2010 0:38:28 GMT -5
Kristine and Meagan waited to be last in line. When they walked up, Paul greeted Kristine with a kiss on the cheek. She introduced Meagan to him and he hugged her. “Nice to meet you, Meagan. I heard about you from Damian…going to the movies tomorrow?” “Yep…that’s the plan.” Meagan told him. “So mind if I tag along? I love going to the movies.” Paul teased. “Yeah…um…sure….I guess.” Meagan stammered. “Ok Paul…stop messing with Meagan.” Damian stepped in. “No you can not tag along on my date. So go find your own.” Paul laughed. “So how’s everything going with our friend Ryan? “ he asked Kristine “Did you have a good day?” “It was fun….how about you? Did you find your true love in the crowd of fans?” Kristine kidded. “Now you know I love every one of them, but my heart is still holding out for you my love,” joked Paul. He pulled her to him and bent his head to kiss her when ……. “Paul….do not put your lips on my girl…unless you want a fat one.” Very calmly Ryan walked up and put his arms around Kristine from behind. There were sparks flying out of his eyes. “Hey Ryan…he was just kidding around.” Damian jumped in. “Yeah…geez Ryan…don’t let that Irish temper get riled.” Paul smiled. “I’m sorry if I ticked you off…just kidding around…you know? Well….gotta go.” He turned and walked away. He turned back around and walked backward. “Nice to meet you Meagan…I’ll see you tomorrow…you know…for the movie…I’m sure you’ll need a chaperone.” He smiled and waved. “Man that guy just don’t stop.” Damian said shaking his head and smiling. “Yeah well…he’s annoying me tonight. You ladies ready to go?” Ryan asked the girls. “I thought I’d walk Meagan back…you two go ahead we’ll catch up afterwards.” Damian said grabbed Meagan’s hand and walked off with her. “Well…OK.” Kristine watched them walk away. “Never underestimate the power of my matchmaking. You’re not really mad are you?” “No…he just gets on my nerves sometimes.” Ryan smiled at her. “Although I did not enjoy seeing him hanging on you like that.” “Well if you hadn’t stepped in…I was going to give him a fat lip myself.” “Oh really? Tough nut huh…I’ll keep that in mind if I ever tick you off.” “Yeah…my right hook is a killer.” Ryan smiled, “Come here killer….I wanna kiss you.” He pulled her close. “Aren’t you afraid I’ll give you a fat lip?” Kristine put her arms around his neck. “I’m willing to risk it.”
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Post by peri38 on Jan 12, 2010 22:31:43 GMT -5
They walked back to the hotel. “So…how about going running tomorrow? Let’s say…6 am or so?” Ryan said. “No way…I do not run…and I do not run at 6 am in the morning.” Kristine stated as fact. “Really??? Awww come one…you’ll like it! You’ll feel so energized! You’ll feel all those endorphins making you feel so good!” Ryan teased. “Yeah…you can keep your stupid endorphins. I don’t want them. Especially at 6:00 am. Anyway..you’ll just laugh at me….I can’t run 2 blocks without falling over.” “Please? You’ll have fun.” He smiled. “No Ryan.” She said firmly. “Hey…I’ll go easy on you…let’s say only 3 miles…slow and easy…then hot tub…then a big breakfast…my treat. Ok?” “Well…hot tub sounds good…alright….but NO LAUGHING!” They stopped at Kristine and Meagan’s door. Ryan wasn’t ready to call it a night. He didn’t want to leave her. “I know you think I’m acting a little crazy right now. I really think we need to talk. Can you come to my room? I promise no funny business….just talking…without any interruptions.” Ryan asked her. “Will you come?” “Your right Ryan…we do need to talk about some things. Okay…let me just leave a note for Meagan in case she wonders where I’m at.” Kristine wrote a quick note and left Ryan’s room # on it in case Meagan needed her, then walked with Ryan to his room. “Do you mind if I take a quick shower and get some of this makeup off? I need to throw on some sweats too.” “No…go on…I’ll just watch the tube until your done.” Kristine told him. She grabbed the remote and turned on the tv. Ryan grabbed his sweats and stepped into the bathroom. He spent about 10 minutes in the shower and about 15 minutes rehearsing what he was going to say. “Kristine…we were married ..100 years ago.” “Kristine…I’ve never stopped loving you..for about 100 years.” “Kristine…hey would you believe it??? We were married!” God! They all sounded so stupid! How to say it. How to say it. Finally he gave up and opened the bathroom door. He walked out smiling and saw Kristine…laying on the bed..fast asleep. She laid on her side, curled in a little ball, like she was cold. One hand was tucked under her head. He walked over to her and took the remote out of her hand, shut off the tv, grabbed the comforter and covered her up. He ran his finger down the side of her face. She smiled like she was having a nice dream. He bent his head and kissed her lightly on the forehead, shut the light off and laid down next to her. “Well.” He thought. “Tomorrow is another day.” After a few minutes he fell asleep himself.
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Post by peri38 on Jan 13, 2010 18:30:57 GMT -5
Ryan woke up the next morning after the most restful night he’d ever had. It was a relief he had no nightmares. The reason for that was curled up into him, head laying on his shoulder. Her favorite way to sleep …he remembered. He glanced at the clock….5:45 AM. Perfect!!! Time for a run. He untangled himself from the sleeping Kristine, trying not to wake her, grabbed his running clothes and went into the bathroom to get ready for the day. After cleaning up, he walked to the bed and started kissing her awake. Starting behind her ear & moving down her jaw, the both of her closed eyelids and the tip of her nose. “Stop Ro…I’m not ready to get up yet.” She groaned. She pulled the comforter over her head. Ryan looked down at her in surprise and wonder. Not only did she call him Ro, but she did it in a very Irish accent. Could it be she remembered in her dreams too? Hope soared. He tried something else. “Mo grha…I love you.” He whispered in her ear. “My Ronan…I love you so much.” She whispered back with a smile on her face. With that, Ryan smiled and kissed her hard right on the lips. Kristine’s eyes popped open with surprise. Being pulled out of a really great dream by a man kissing her was a little of a shock. “Holy Crap!” Kristine looked around a little disoriented. “What the…Ryan? What are you doing in my bedr..” She looked around. “Oh Geez…I fell asleep…I need to get back to my room.” “Well considering it’s morning and the sun is just about to rise into the most beautiful day there ever was…you need to get up and get your running clothes on. We’re going for our run.” Ryan laughed. Kristine groaned, laid back down and pulled the covers back over her head. “No..No…NO…this can not be happening. It’s still dark outside…go have your run, I’ll meet you in the hot tub in about 2 hours.” She said from under the covers. He pulled the covers off her. “Now Kristine….you promised last night to come with me. It’s going to be fun…come on now…up and at em.” “Okay..Okay..Okay.” She dragged herself up, rubbed her eyes with the palms of her hands and pushed her hair back. “Your gonna be sorry for this Kelly.” She stomped to the door and turned to the still smiling Ryan. “I’ll be ready in about half an hour and no sooner.” She opened the door and headed off to her room. Back in her room, she washed her face, brushed her teeth, ran a brush through her hair, threw on some shorts and a t-shirt, and laced on her tennis shoes. She walked over to the lucky Meagan who was still sleeping and gave her a nudge. “Hey!” she whispered. “I’m going jogging with Ryan. Later sis” She heard a sound coming from the covers that might have been an okay but sounded more like a grunt. “Lucky girl.” She thought to herself. She opened her door and Ryan was waiting for her in the hall. They walked down and headed outside. Ryan showed her how to stretch before she started running to get her muscles warmed up. She didn’t mind this part too much. She had to admit, she wasn’t paying that much attention to what he was saying because he was looking so very very good doing his little stretching exercises. “Kristine? Are you listening?” He asked. “Huh? Well of course I am. What else would I be doing?” She looked innocent at him. “Well..I’m thinkin you were looking at my butt.” He laughed. “Nope…don’t know where you got that idea.” She looked away and started stretching. “Well let’s be off then.” He started running at a slow pace. “Hmmm” Kristine thought , “This isn’t so bad.” Five blocks down the road she was eating those words. The only things that kept her going was the words..”I hate running…I hate running…I hate running.” Going through her head as she put one foot in front of the other. She also thought of ways she could get even with Ryan for putting her through this. She even smiled to herself as a particularly evil idea popped into her head. “Hey! Your enjoying yourself…I knew you would like running!” He ran backward to her forward. “Yeah..having a blast here.” She said sarcasticly. Finally it was all over. They were back. Ryan said they ran about 3 miles but Kristine swore it was more like 10. She walked around and stretched her aching muscles, trying to catch her breath. “Why don’t you go up and get your swim suit on and we’ll head down to the hot tub. That should relieve your sore muscles. You did great Kristine. Tomorrow it will be so much easier…trust me.” “Tomorrow?? “ “Well yeah…I run pretty much every day. I knew you’d want to go again after today.” “Yeah…right.” She turned and headed to her room. Meagan was up when she walked in. “Hey Kristine! How was the run?” Meagan asked. “It was torture…we’re headed to the hot tub now.” Kristine pulled out her suit and headed to the bathroom. “Hey! My sister Teresa from Chicago called. She’s going to be in town for one night for some business. Her plane comes in right when Damian and I will be in the movies. Do you think you could go and pick her up?” Meagan yelled through the door. “I don’t know where I’ll be either. I’ll talk to Ryan. What time does she fly in?” “Around 2:00 pm.” “I’ll let you know. Ok? See you at breakfast.” She opened the door and walked out…put on some shorts and a t-shirt over her suit and headed out.
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Post by peri38 on Jan 15, 2010 20:30:18 GMT -5
Ryan, as usual was waiting in the hall right outside her door. “You ready?” he asked. “Every muscle in my body is ready. I didn’t realize how out of shape I was.” Kristine groaned. “Oh…I don’t know. I think your shape is just fine.” He smiled and looked her up and down. She stopped and looked at him in surprise. Her face turned red. “Well! You were looking too…and I couldn’t just close my eyes while you were stretching. I am a red blooded male you know!” He laughed at her expression. “Yeah…I noticed.” Looking him up and down too. Ryan laughed and put his arm around her shoulder and gave her a squeeze. The hot tub looked inviting when they walked in the pool area. Kristine sighed as she walked down into it. The water was hot and seemed to seep into every sore muscle she had. Kristine laid her head back on the rim and relaxed. Ryan sat next to her relaxing too. “You’re really going to like running when you get used to it.” Ryan said. “Well…I know I’m feeling endorphins right this very minute.” Kristine groaned. “This water feels great.” “We can’t stay in here for long you know…it’s not good for you. Anyway, I’m hungry for breakfast.” “Yeah…just 5 more minutes. Hey…what you want to do today? I have tickets to the Thunder/Celtics game tonight.” Kristine casually mentioned. “What? Boston’s in town tonight? “ He stood up and hugged her too him and gave her a big smack on the lips. “You are the best girlfriend a guy could ever have!” “Yeah…well don’t get too excited. The Thunder are going to kick their puny butts all the way back to Boston. They’ll be crying like babies.” Kristine sat back down in the water. “Like that’s gonna happen. The Thunder couldn’t kick their way out of a wet paper bag.” Ryan laughed. “Oh Yeah? Wanna make a bet on it?” “Sure…if you want lose.” “Okay…if The Thunder wins…I don’t have to go running tomorrow. And if Boston wins…I do.” Kristine said. “Alright…but we’ll be running 5 miles tomorrow.” Ryan smiled. “You’ll be running 5 miles….I’ll be sleeping like a baby.” Kristine smiled back. “Better shake on it. I don’t want you to be crying about losing….just like your Celtics.” “Better yet…we’ll kiss on it.” He pulled her too him and gave her a long leisurely kiss. “I guess we better get to breakfast.” “I’m ready.” Kristine got out of the tub and wrapped a towel around her waist. Ryan got out and started walking toward the entrance. He kept going on and on and on about the wonderful Celtics. Kristine couldn’t say what made her do it…maybe it was the long run he made her go on...she just couldn’t resist. She took her hand and gave him a shove…right into the cold swimming pool. With a look of surprise and his arms windmilling, he fell with a large splash. He came up with a loud yell. “God…that’s COLD!” Kristine laughed and laughed. “Ooops! Don’t know what made me do that.” She laughed. He pulled himself out of the pool and started stalking her. “Now Ryan…you really don’t want to do this. Ryan? Honey?” She started running. He got a hold of her and picked her up. “Ryan!!!! I’m sorry…don’t throw me in…your gonna be …sor…” He jumped in with her in his arms. The water was freezing after being in the hot tub. She yelled when she came up for air. Laughing Ryan grabbed a hold of her. “Kristine ….I love you. “ He bent his head and kissed her….then dunked her again.
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Post by peri38 on Jan 18, 2010 7:42:01 GMT -5
They played around in the pool for a little bit. Finally they got out and headed to their rooms. Kristine jumped in the shower and changed into some blue jeans and a sweater. She really felt chilly after her swim. Meagan had already gone downstairs with Damian to get some breakfast. Did she really hear Ryan say he loved her? This was huge! Kristine hugged herself and started dancing around the room. There was a knock on the door. “Kristine! You ready?” Ryan yelled through the door. She opened the door. “Let’s go…I’m starved.” They joined Meagan, Damian and Paul sitting at the table in the dining room. “Hey…how was the hot tub?” Meagan asked. “Like heaven.” Kristine answered looking over a menu. “So did you talk to Ryan about meeting Teresa at the airport?” Meagan asked. “I don’t think we can get her Megs.” Kristine answered. “Who’s this? “ Paul asked. “Teresa is my sister. She’s flying into Oklahoma City for business. She wanted to spend some time with me. Damian and I will be at the movies when she arrives.” Meagan answered. “I’ll meet her at the airport for you.” Paul volunteered. “Really Paul….you don’t have to. I’ll just…” “No. I don’t have anything to do this afternoon. I’ll be happy to pick up your sister.” Paul said. “What does she look like?” “I guess she looks like an older me.” Meagan smiled. “Her plane gets here around 2:00. Thank you, Paul. I really appreciate it.” “No problem.” Paul smiled and sipped his tea. Breakfast came and Meagan and Kristine sat amazed at the amount of food that was going into Damian McGinty’s mouth. The boy could eat! Eggs, bacon, sausage, pancakes, potatoes…the list goes on and on. “How do you eat that much and not get fat?” Kristine asked him. “I guess I have good genes.” Damian shrugged. “So…what are you two up to today?” “Cowboys….I want to see cowboys.” Ryan said. “ Really? Okay… well. Let’s go shopping and get you duded up. A hat…boots..” Kristine laughed. “I can’t wait to see this.” Paul laughed. “Okay…let’s go.” Ryan stood up and held out his hand to Kristine. “Can we ride horses too?” “If you want to…I guess.” Kristine said. After saying goodbye to everyone, they took off on their Oklahoma City adventure. First on the agenda was finding a hat and boots. Kristine drove to a western wear store. They spent an hour laughing and trying on several hats and boots. Red boots and yellow boots were discarded…in favor of a beautiful pair of black boots. And…of course,a black cowboy hat was the obvious choice. Kristine had to admit…he looked very hot as a cowboy. They also picked out a hat for Kristine. Next Kristine took him to the National Cowboy Museum. Ryan was genuinely interested in anything that had to do with cowboys. They walked the exhibits. He asked questions…read everything. He was amazed at the artwork. “I’ve been all around the United States but very rarely been able to see the history of your country. It’s very interesting.” Ryan said. “I guess I take it for granted. Probably like you take your history for granted.” Kristine said. “Do you really want to go horseback riding?” “Let’s eat lunch and talk about it.” Paul sat in the waiting area of the airport waiting for Meagan’s sister, Teresa. He was reading a book and looked up once in a while to be sure he didn’t miss her. The problem was…he wasn’t sure if he wouldn’t miss her. Brown hair and brown eyes. That could be just about anyone. He checked out about every woman that walked toward him. He saw a rather stuffy one headed his way. She had a dark suit on with a skirt that hit just above the knee. Dark glasses…hair pulled back into a tight bun. To complete the outfit…a phone stuck to her ear. The only redeeming quality were the endless legs.“ MMMmmm well..she certainly could use a bit of craic.” He thought to himself. Just as the thought hit, the woman he was watching ran into someone else and dropped her briefcase. Paul jumped up to help her. She had knelt down to pick up some papers that had fallen out…still on the phone. He knelt next to her to help. She glanced at him and smiled. Paul was nearly knocked to the floor .
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Post by peri38 on Jan 18, 2010 22:43:07 GMT -5
(((((I had to give Paul a little love interest...thanks to Kristine...but don't worry Kristine...we're getting back to you)))) Large deep brown eyes, flawless skin, beautiful smile with a dimple on one side. She looked a little like Audrey Hepburn. He’s always loved Audrey Hepburn. She also had a bit of a resemblance to Meagan. “I don’t care Rick. You know your client is in the wrong.” She said calmly into the phone. She listened a minute. “Look…we’ll discuss this tomorrow morning. I’ll be there at 8:00 am. You better have something better than that by then or I’ll just catch a cab back to the airport.” She hung up & looked at Paul. “dang pompous Texan!” “Well now….it’s glad I am that I’m not a Texan. Your name doesn’t happen to be Teresa is it?” Paul asked. “Yes …it is. How did you know?” She started putting the papers back in her briefcase. “I’ve been sent by Meagan to pick you up and make sure you get to the hotel.” He smiled. “And you are?” “Paul….Paul Byrom.” He put out his hand and she shook it. “Meagan is at the movies with a mate of mine. So I volunteered to meet you.” “That’s nice of you but I’m sure I could have gotten there myself.” She started walking toward the baggage pickup. He caught up with her. “Yes, I can see you’re very competent.” He grabbed her arm and walked beside her. “But as I see it…I get to escort a beautiful woman for a few hours.” “Well now..I see you’re a charming one. From ….Ireland??” At his nod she continued. “So, what’s a Irish guy like you doing in Oklahoma City?” “I’m touring with a show, Celtic Thunder. Ever heard of it?” “Are you kidding? That’s all Meagan ever talks about. That and Damian McGinty. I’ve never seen the show though.” She stopped at baggage claim. The bags were already going around. “Well it just so happens that Meagan is at the movies with one…Damian McGinty, as we speak.” Paul laughed. “No kidding? She must be thrilled! Good for her!” She gave him one of “those” smiles…the one that took his breath away. “I’m surprised you haven’t heard of Celtic Thunder. It’s very popular in the Chicago area.” He said. “Well, I like to listen to classical music. I’m not much into Celtic “boy” bands.” She told him. “And here’s my bag, shall we go?” “Reeealy? ? “ he looked at her. “Well I haven’t been called a “boy” for a very long time. Except for my mam that is. Celtic Thunder is not a “boy” band…it’s a show with 5 very different singers. The oldest being in his 40’s and youngest being Damian, whom is still in his teens.” “Oh…your one of the singers! I’m very sorry. I see I’ve insulted you in my ignorance. I guess I just expected Meagan to be interested in boy bands. Please….accept my apologies.” She held out her hand. “Of course..but it’s going to cost you.” Paul smiled gleefully. “Let’s see…drinks..when we get back to the Hilton.” They jumped in a cab. Paul gave the direction to the driver. “Sure…I could use a drink or two right now. After I freshen up a little if that’s ok?” “Of course. You might want to bring your laptop. I’d like to show you a little of what I do…if you’re interested.” When they got to the hotel, Teresa checked into the room next to Meagan and Kristine’s. Paul told her he would meet her in the bar, then kissed her hand. She walked to the elevators. He watched her go, shaking his head. The prim and proper girl..he would show her a fun night and make her day. He was sitting at the bar sipping a beer when out of the corner of his eye he saw a woman walk in. She was tall and thin…her hair long. She had a pair of tight blue jeans with a little black top..her belly button ring just peeking out. She turned to look at him and smiled. It was her! His little prim and proper! He fell backwards off his stool. She ran over to help him up. “Oh my God! Are you alright?” she grabbed his arm with one hand…since in the other arm she was carrying her laptop. “Oh…yeah…hard head ya know.” He couldn’t stop staring at her. Wow! What a difference! “Uh…you look so different. What happened to you?” He stood and brushed himself off. “Well I don’t wear my power suit out for drinks…unless I’m meeting a client or something. I’m a lawyer you know.” She said. “No…I don’t think Meagan mentioned that. Well now…what would you like to drink?” “Just a beer would be fine. So..I brought my laptop. Do you want to show me what you do?” she asked. They went to a table and sat. He opened her laptop and went to the Celtic Thunder youtube site, clicked on “Because We Believe” and turned the laptop to her. She watched to video silently. When it was over, she turned to him and smiled. “You are very talented. I’m very impressed. Now I really feel silly.” She turned back to the computer and watched some more videos. He told her some stories of each song and made her laugh. He loved it when he made her laugh. Just then her cell phone rang. “Yes…hello.” “Hi…yes. Well I’m going over to their office tomorrow. Yes. Yes. Don’t worry…I’m going to nail their butts to the wall. I’ll call you tomorrow after the meeting. Don’t worry, I won’t let them get away with it. Ok? Bye.” She hung up her phone. “So…high powered lawyer by day, Huh? Corporate lawyer?” He asked. “Not so lofty…a civil liberty’s lawyer. I represent the little people.” She said. “I’m impressed. You could have gone for the big bucks.” “I make enough…I don’t need a lot.” Paul looked at her. He could easily fall for this one.
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