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This Time Around	By : Daisygirl1315 Category: Reality TV > American Idol/Pop Idol Views: 11904 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I collapsed face down on the couch in my dressing room the instant the show was over.

God, that was awkward, I mused, as I recalled the events of the last commercial break.

“Anyone have any questions for the judges?” Corey asked the audience.

I was barely paying attention.

Not to the audience anyway.

Simon was whispering something to me, but all I could really focus on was his hand, inching its way higher on my thigh.
It was making my positively dizzy. My head started swimming as my senses became more and more alive with every centimeter of flesh his hand caressed.

Luckily, a girl’s voice from the audience broke the moment.

“Okay, I’ve got a question for Simon and Paula. I saw you guys On-Air last week…”

Simon and I both jerked our heads up simultaneously, snapped out of our little world.

Two words came to mind.

Oh. Shit.

I looked at Simon and burst out laughing.

She definitely had our attention.

“And you were saying how you had a very interesting discussion the night before,” she continued, “but then Ryan hung up on you before you could elaborate on that, So you wanna tell us what you guys were talking about or what you called in to say on the show?"

I was flabbergasted to say the least.

I stared at Simon, then her, then back at Simon again, my mouth agape.

Luckily, he recovered quicker than I did

“Well, Paula called and wanted me to tell her things.”

Whaaaat??

“What things did she want you to tell her?” the girl pressed.

“Well, I don’t know if I can say.”

Shit.

I pinched his thigh.

Hard.

Think fast. Think fast Paula.

Denial!!!

Deny everything!

“He’s delusional!!” I mouthed, desperately trying to get her attention.

Unfortunately, all her attention was on Simon.

Yet, I continued, waving my arms and raising my voice.

God, I must have looked like a fool.

“But you were gonna say On-Air, right?” she continued, still looking at Simon.

“Yeah, but I don’t think the FCC would have been very happy about it,” he replied.

I pinched harder, causing him to flinch.

He, in return, squeezed my knee, causing a fit of giggles to consume me.

Now all three of us were cracking up.

Thank God he was being vague.

If only she, and the audience, knew the truth.

“He’s delusional!” I managed to scream between peals of laughter as he tickled me vigorously.

“Oh, Simon’s just delusional?” she smirked, finally paying attention to me.

“Yes!!” I screamed before the show went back on air, nodding zealously. “Delusional!!”

We all three burst into laughter again.

I liked that girl. She had spunk.

I was snapped out of my flashback as my phone went off, the shrill rings piercing the silence of the room.

I grabbed the phone and answered quickly.

“Okay, what happened On-Air that I missed?”

“Hello to you too, Wendy,” I smiled into the phone at the sound of my sister’s voice.

“Hi,” she replied, halting her interrogation momentarily. “Now tell me what I missed. Am I going to have to start tuning into that show daily, so I can keep up with my sister and the guy she’s claiming to not be in love with?”

“I’m sure Ryan would appreciate it if you tune in, good for the ratings,” I responded curtly, obviously avoiding the question.

“C’mon Paula, fess up.”

“You know,” I continued, “I can’t believe my own sister attends the show and then doesn’t even come say ‘hi’.”

She groaned with obvious frustration.

“Paaaula.”

“Weeendy,” I mimicked.

I was startled by a two brief knocks and the sound of my door opening, as Simon appeared in the door way.

I waved my hand, signaling for him to come inside, then pointed to the phone.

“Well maybe the fact I didn’t say ‘hi’ is because you were too busy flirting with the object of your obvious desire,” she teased.

Simon plopped on the couch beside me, watching me expectantly and obviously eavesdropping.

“He’s not!”

“He’s not?” Wendy asked.

“I’m not what?” Simon asked.

I moved the phone away from my mouth, “What makes you think this is about you?” I grinned.

“Who are you talking to? Is someone there?” Wendy asked.

“No, no one’s here,” I replied quickly.

“No one’s here?” Simon echoed, raising an eyebrow at me.

I pressed my index finger to his lips, encouraging him to be quiet.

He opened his mouth, and took my finger inside, sucking on it hard and massaging it with his tongue.

My eyes closed momentarily, his actions making me completely forget I was on the phone.

“Paula? Are you there?” Wendy asked.

“Y-yes, I’m here,” I responded as Simon released my finger, and crawled over to me, pushing me backwards on the couch.

“So what? Are you in love with him?”

“Of course not,” I replied softly before Simon covered my mouth momentarily with his own, his tongue forcing entrance inside.

“So if you’re not in love, what are you? Are you fucking?”

Breaking the kiss and desperately trying to regain my breath, I responded, “No, we’re not.”

“Not what?” She prodded. “Not in love or not fucking?”

I cleared my throat.

“Uh, Wendy, can I call you back?”

“Nope, not until you answer my questions,” she teased domineeringly, taking on the big sister role.

Damn, she was good at that.

I groaned as Simon laid completely on top of me, his open mouth making its way down to my sensitive neck.

“So what’s the answer?”

“Uhh,” I answered, my coherency becoming hazy as he peeled my tube top down, exposing my breasts.

His hands massaged the warm flesh he found there, my nipples instantly forming hard peaks. He pinched both nipples simultaneously, and it was all I could do not to yelp.

“We’re…we’re not…either.”

“What are we not?” he growled into my ear, before he captured my earlobe with his mouth, fondling it with his tongue.

God, my entire body was on fire.

“So if you aren’t in love, and you aren’t fucking, what are you?”

My God, she wasn’t going to let this go.

“I don’t…know,” I said, trying to contain a gasp of pleasure as Simon made his way back down to my breasts and bit down on my right nipple. At the same time, his hand found my mound, and my hips bucked off the couch as he ground his fist against it.

“Just friends?” I offered.

“Just friends?” Simon echoed, pretending to be insulted.

“Just friends.” I said again, more assuredly this time, as I sat up and pushed Simon off of me. “Happy now?”

With a growl Simon pushed me back down, snatching the phone from my grasp.

“Wendy, Paula’s gotta go,” he said. “It’s time for me to prove to her ‘just friends’ is the LAST thing we are.”

And with that, he hung up.
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