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Lodged Away	By : Gomey Category: Reality TV > American Idol/Pop Idol Views: 3527 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Six

Paula sat back on her heels, glaring at the unlit fireplace in the sitting room. “I hate you.” She muttered, mirroring the manners of a pouting child. She glanced at the packet lying beside her, rolling her eyes. “Fast combustion, my ass.” She struck another match, lighting yet another piece of newspaper, watching it become engulfed in a warm glow before tossing it onto the pile of logs in front of her. She blew gently, trying to ignite some fire to keep her warm, in the darkened sitting room. A flashlight lay on the ground, lighting her actions as she struggled desperately to light the logs on fire, allowing her a moment of warmth to infiltrate her senses. “Damnit!” She jumped up to her feet, jumping up and down to control the trembles that shook her body.

It had been two hours since the power had gone out, two hours since she had relied on the flashlight to keep her mind from playing tricks on her, two hours since she had been kneeling in front of the fireplace, trying in vain to spark some life into it.

Head hanging down, she ascended the stairs and stopped in front of Simon’s room. Nervously chewing on her lower lip, she knocked softly. Hearing some shuffling about, her brow furrowed as she tapped her foot impatiently. “Simon!” She called out, her hands now wrapped around her small frame, trying to keep what body-heat she had left.

The door finally opened, Simon standing smugly behind, clad in a sleeveless undershirt and checkered boxers. “Darling?”

She narrowed her eyes, his contempt irking her. Her eyes caught flickers in his darkened room, and she managed to glance over his shoulder. “You have a fireplace? Why do you have a fireplace?!”

He shrugged, glancing over his shoulder at the fire. “First come, first serve.” His eyes swept over her form, the corner of his lips tugging into a smile. “Or first served, first come.” He winked, stepped back and began to close the door.

“Simon, I’m cold.” It was almost a whimper as her emotions and current situation was starting to get the best of her. “I can’t start the fire downstairs -”

“- so you thought you’d come start my fire upstairs?” His face was void of any emotion, which seemed to piss her off even more. He grinned, thoroughly enjoying her angered state. His eyes dropped down to her lip, now slightly swollen from her chewing. His lips parted slightly, and he desperately fought to control his carnal thoughts. “So...?” He finally asked.

She glanced in his room one more time. “I was wondering if you...”

He smiled, placing a finger to her lips, applying a small amount of pressure. “Say no more...” Finger still resting against her lips, eyes never leaving her own, he sidestepped slightly, his hand blindly reaching out.

“What are you doing -” Her words were cut off as a sweater was tossed in her face, the finger retracted from her lips and the door rudely slammed shut. “Bastard.” She muttered, despite inhaling his scent. She quickly put the sweater on, hugging it close to her body. “Simon...I’m still cold.”

He leaned his forehead against the door, letting out a dramatic sigh. Moments of ire still struck, directed at her actions from their moment in the tent, but he couldn’t deny the strong urge to just be in her presence. “So what do you want me to do?” He grinned: he loved teasing her.

“Well, that rooms awfully warm for one person...I promise not to absorb too much of the heat.”

He raised his eyebrow, forehead still pressed against the wood. “And you promise not to whiiiine...?”

“Yes.” She replied through gritted teeth.

The door swung open and Simon leaned against the doorframe. “Hello darling, fancy you showing up here.”

She rolled her eyes, pushing past him into the sauna-esque room. Her arms were still wrapped around her petite frame, her body still not completely over the frigid air outside the bedroom. “Mm, it is hot in here.”

He shut the door behind her, not missing a beat. “Yea - I tend to have that effect on women.” He leaned against the door, giving her a satisfied smile.

“Shut up, Simon.” She muttered, sitting in front of the fire, back against the bed. She felt it shift slightly, and felt his being looming over her. Glancing up, she came face to face with him, observing his position on the bed: lying on his tummy, leaning slightly over the edge of the bed, right over her shoulder.

Simon grinned, and folded his arms in front of him, resting his chin on his wrist. He cocked his head to the side slightly, breathing deeply, aiming his warm breath in direction of her ear. He smiled, seeing goose bumps materialize right before his eyes. His eyes travelled down, seeing her nipples stand erect, even through the material of the sweater. «...oh this is too good to pass up.» He chuckled silently to himself.

–TBC–
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