"Ah, don't hang up!" Brandie yelled as she picked up the phone on the third ring.
"Hey girl!" Gabrielle said giggling.
"Oh! Hey Gabi, what's up? I hope you aren't calling to talk about Josh," she said smiling.
"Well, I talked to him."
"Oh, you did?"
"Definitely and guess what we talked about?"
"I wouldn't know. Tell me what the two of you talked about, please," Brandie said smiling.
"Well, I found out he had to marry the bitch named Theresa because her father made him. Remember her father is in the mob," Gabrielle explained.
"Oh damn. I am so sorry. What else did you two talk about if there is more?"
"Well, he told me he likes me, Brandie."
"Whoa! Are you serious? JC told you he likes you?"
"Uh huh. He told me that. He said by now if he hadn't met Theresa... that we would be a married couple."
"Girl!! That's like the best news I've heard all day," Brandie laughed.
"I want to kiss him but I can't... he's a married man," Gabrielle replied laying down on her bed.
"Sweetie, everything will be okay."
"I know but um, I was wondering something. Are you doing anything tonight?"
"Nope."
"Well, you want to come over for dinner tonight? I was going to give Justin a call by the way," she smiled.
"All right. Can I come by in thirty minutes?"
"Of course."
"All right, see you then."
"Same here, bye," Gabrielle said hanging up the telephone.
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Justin watched Josh pace across the floor. Justin just shook his head as he sat on the kitchen stool.
"So, what happened out there?" he asked.
"I told her. I told her everything from me liking her to why I had to marry Theresa," JC answered.
"She tell you she felt the same?"
"Yes. I had no idea she liked me that way, man. She gives me this urge to kiss her," JC said smiling.
Suddenly, Justin's cell phone. He saw the number and smiled. He then answered it.
"Hey Gabster," Justin said laughing.
"Oh my god. Don't call me that, Timberlake," she said seriously.
"Sorry. Anyways, why are you calling me?"
"Oh, you remember that girl I told you about?"
"Brandie is her name, right?"
"Yeah, well, JC and her are coming for dinner, and well, I was wondering if you want to come?"
"Are you trying to be 'Ms. Match' or 'Ms. Hookup', Gabrielle?" Justin asked spinning in the stool.
"Maybe, Justin. Are you coming or not?" she asked smiling.
"Yeah, I will come. Can I just wear some shorts and a shirt?" he asked, "Or do I have to dress up?"
"Please don't dress up because there is nothing to celebrate," she said seriously.
"All right. We will meet you then," he said as he hung up and turned to JC, "It looks like one of her friends is coming over and she wants me to come over."
"Ah, I see," JC smiled, "You really do need a girlfriend, though. Ever since Carmen, it's been down hill for you. Brandie is a cool girl and I really think you two could hit it off," JC said smiling.
"You think so, man? What she look like anyway?"
"Dude, you will love her. She is a little bit taller than Gabrielle by an inch. She is 5'7 as for Gabi is 5'6. She has dark brown hair with light brown highlights. She has the most beautiful green eyes I've ever seen because they stand out, man. She is very tan as well. She has a piercing on her tongue and her belly button. I think you will seriously like her." JC described walking to his room, "Anyway, go to the guest room and there are some clothes that you left a while back. They should fit," JC said shutting the door behind him.
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Right now, Gabrielle was wearing a pair of tan, khaki shorts, a black bra, and a dark blue button shirt that was buttoned three buttons at the bottom, which was tied in a knot, and showed her cleavage, as well as a pair of royal blue sandals. The doorbell rang and it was Brandie in a mini, jean skirt. She was also wearing a red tube top, with a jean jacket that had two buttons in the middle buttoned and was wearing some white Adidas.
"Damn girl. You look good. I think JC will want to fuck you," Brandie said joking as she walked inside the house.
"Nah, he is very dedicated to his bitchy wife." Gabrielle said shutting the door.
"Girl, the way you look... damn! If I were bisexual, I would fuck you right now," Brandie said walking up the stairs
"Well, I wouldn't mind that," Gabrielle muttered.
"What you say?" Brandie asked walking in the kitchen.
"Nothing babe," she said smiling.
"Oh ok. Since I'm twenty-one, how old is your friend, Justin?" she asked.
"He's twenty-two, sweetie," Gabrielle said walking in the kitchen and got out the steak from the freezer.
"I wonder what he looks like," Brandie said sitting on the stool.
"Want to see a picture of him?"
"Yeah! That would be wonderful."
Gabrielle smiled as she reached in the kitchen drawer, taking out a picture of JC, Gabrielle, and Justin at JC's wedding. It was after the wedding. JC was wearing a pair of baggy jeans, a wife beater that was black, and some Timberlands. Justin was wearing some jeans as well, a nice blue button down shirt, with a white wife beater underneath, and his Timberlands. Gabrielle was wearing a khaki skirt, a baby blue, tank top, with a light white sweater, and some clogs. Gabrielle was in the middle as the guys were on her side. JC was holding her hand as Justin had his head on her shoulder. She smiled as she handed the picture to her.
"Aw, this picture is so cute. You and JC..." she sighed.
"I know."
"I wish you two were together," she said as her eyes landed on Justin, "Wow, this is Justin?"
"Oh yeah. He's liked me for years but I've always liked Josh, but I am trying to get him to like someone else... and maybe that someone will be you."
Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Gabrielle's smile got bigger.
"I'll get it. You cook babe," Brandie said as she went to the door and opened it.
"All right."
“Hi, you must be Justin? Am I correct?” Brandie asked and looked behind him to see his companion, “Hey Jace.”
“Yes. You are Brandie, right?” Justin asked as JC and Justin walked in.
“Yes, that would be me. I am Gabi’s best friend,” She said shutting the door.
“Well, nice to meet you,” Justin said smiling as JC went in the kitchen and Brandie and Justin went in the living room.
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Gabrielle had her back turned so she didn’t hear JC come in the kitchen. She flipped the steak and smiled, looking out the window. JC then put his head on her shoulder as his hands went to her waist, with his body touching hers.
“Now, I know we will be a slammin’ couple, Gabi," He said kissing her neck.
“Mm, you can’t do this… as much as I want. You just can’t," she said setting the spatula down on the napkin.
“Why not? I love you and not Theresa,” He said seriously.
“I know and I’ve heard it from you before. You are a married man, Josh,” Gabrielle said sighing.