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Post by Jorja on Apr 23, 2006 20:13:14 GMT
Smirking, Jorja leaned over very close to him she whispered.
"I don't even wanna know where your mind went then George...I said we should meet there 'case I've still got the media outside my house from the last time you picked me up."
She laughed, rolling her eyes.
"Keep those thoughts for tomorrow night."
She grinned, giving him one of her trademark suggestive looks. She knew that drove him crazy.
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Post by KrJ on Apr 23, 2006 20:16:35 GMT
He smiled. "I'll try.. he whispered, and laughed.
"Right, well, i'll arrive there at about 7:15 and claim the table. You arrive at 7:30, K?" he planned, following her towards the door.
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Post by Jorja on Apr 23, 2006 20:20:53 GMT
Jorja nodded. Opening the door she quickly closed it again and leaned back against it, a finger to her lips.
"Marg's already starting to suspect that there's something going on with us. Let's wait for her to go. She sees us both come out of my dressing room she'll have enough ammo to go on at me for at least a month."
There was a knock at the door and she managed to surpress a laugh as she clamped a hand over George's mouth.
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Post by KrJ on Apr 23, 2006 20:25:24 GMT
"Errr....errr....erm..." George panicked, with an element of laughter in his voice.
He got nervous quite easily
"Right..." he grabbed Jorja's arm "...get in the wardrobe" he whispered.
"Wait. No. It's your room." he rambled.
"I'll get in the wardrobe. Tell her you were changing or something!" he planned, and as he climbed into her wardrobe, he looked her up and down flirtatiously and shut the door.
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Post by Jorja on Apr 23, 2006 20:32:58 GMT
Laughter bubbled up inside her and came out as an excited and repressed squeal. Pushing him inside the wardrobe she felt like a teen with a boy in her bedroom and her mom outside the door. Feeling the heat rise on her cheeks at his flirtatious look, she quickly shut the door and it was at that point that her dressing room door opened and Marg popped her head in.
Trying to look casual, Jorja pushed her hair behind her ear and looked anywhere but at Marg. She was fighting to keep the smirk off her face and her friend and co-worker narrowed her eyes.
"What are you up to?"
Marg asked suspiciously, looking around the room cautiously.
Feigning innocence, Jorja smiled sweetly.
"Geez, you've gotta get out of character Catherine!"
She said with slightly too much innocence to be sincere.
Pulling the bathroom door open, Marg practically yelled "Boo!" and Jorja could tell she was mighty glad she didn't when she found the room empty. The color drained from Jorja's face though, when Marg approached the closet. Flinging it open, Marg turned to look at Jorja with a smug look on her face. The look on botht their faces was pricesless.
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Post by KrJ on Apr 23, 2006 20:43:10 GMT
"S-s-suprise!" George cried, nervously.
He could tell by the look on Marg's face that she wasn't buying it.
"SUPRISE!" he cried again, stepping out of the closet, trying to think up what the 'suprise' was.
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Post by Jorja on Apr 23, 2006 20:45:50 GMT
Jorja burst out laughing. When she realized that now Marg would never let this go she stopped laughing a groaned, slapping a hand to her head. Smiling guiltily, she looked at marg.
"This...isn't what it looks like?"
She knew Marg wasn't going to buy that, but she thought she may as well try anyways. She was more questioning as to whether her friend would accept that as an explanation, but knowing the redhead, she knew it would never work. They were well and truly busted.
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Post by KrJ on Apr 23, 2006 20:51:52 GMT
"Happy...." George continued with his pathetic 'cover-up'
"Happy...Anniversary!"
George glanced over at Jorja and immediatly knew that there was no hope of that working.
He bluntly looked over at Marg.
"Errr....Mar -" he was interupted...
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Post by Jorja on Apr 23, 2006 20:58:08 GMT
"Don't tell anyone. We don't want the whole world knowing...please?"
Jorja was cringing as George continued with his futile attempt at a cover it up so she had to put him out of his misery.
Walking over to George, she smiled at him and then looked back at Marg.
"We are dating, we just want to keep it quiet."
Marg grinned at them and nodded, heading for the door.
"I'll leave you two lovebirds alone."
She grinned. And then she was gone.
Jorja looked at George and sighed, closing her eyes in exasperation.
"The guys are all gonna know now. Marg will not be able to keep quiet about this. Or she'll try to use it against us...oh what the hell. Y'know, I don't care if the guys know...they're gonna figure it out in a few months anyway..."
She looked at George, trying to see if he'd got the hint from what she'd just said. She'd wanted to wait and tell him during their meal but with Marg just having found out about their relatiosnhip she basically just wanted to get it out in the open with him.
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Post by KrJ on Apr 24, 2006 15:39:38 GMT
"I can't believe she found us! We all know what Marg is like. She'll blackmail us like hell"
What Jorja had implied had completely bypassed him. He had noticed what she had said, but thought it was just, well, a matter of fact that they can't keep up their secret relationship forever.
Forgetting about it, he walked over to Jorja, putting his arms around her in an apologetic and comforting way.
"I'm sorry I came in, babe. This is all my fault! Argh! I'm such an idiot!" he cried, getting rather angry at himself and resting his chin on the top of her head with his arms on her back.
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