Keeping Faith (2 page)
Reece ducked her head slightly and flashed him a half a smile.
"Oh, forgive me, you don't have a clue who I am." He chuckled nervously. "I own this gym and I was just wondering if you're a pro?"
Reece smirked. "Nope."
"No?" he asked in disbelief. "Well then, are you interested in a job here?"
Reece pursed her lips and cocked her head as she seemed to be considering it. She glanced at his hopeful face and grinned. "What kind of a job?" she asked, bored. Reece Corbett was very happy with her club, and her life, and wasn't about to change anything, but a little play time was always fun.
"A personal trainer, we'd love to have someone like you on the staff," he said enthusiastically.
"Well, I don't know. I'd have to think about it." Reece replied as her cell phone rang.
"Let me leave you my number..."
Reece held up her hand to cut him off as she answered her phone. "Hi hon. Really! Oh wow... that sucks... oh babe, before you go any further, Jeff here wants me to work as a personal trainer at the gym." Pause. "Yes, I'll have to wear my gym clothes." Pause. Reece took the phone away from her ear so she wouldn't go deaf. Everyone could hear Faith screaming and Reece was bit surprised that her wife had it in her to be heard over the piped in music. Putting the phone back to her ear she smiled and chuckled as Faith went on about the detriments of showing off Reece's fine assets to a bunch of drooling airheads who just may not resist the urge to touch, and Faith will have to pull their fingers out. "Ok, hon', hang on a sec," Reece turned to Jeff and shrugged. "My wife won't let me," she said with a devastating smile.
Jeff bit back his shock. "Oh, ok. Maybe she'll reconsider?"
"I'll work on it, but I'm not promising anything. She has me on a pretty short leash."
Faith took in the various women in the room, some known, most unknown, but there were so many of them. Faith was overwhelmed with the crowd. It was wall to wall women of all shapes and sizes. She knew she had only one thing on all of them, she was gay. She went over to the sign-in desk and saw 20 or so names ahead of her. No longer nervous at all, she became annoyed, signed her name, and walked out the door. She leaned on the wall outside and calmed down. She was angry that this whole thing turned into a circus. She tried Reece at home, and when she didn't answer, Faith tried her wife's cell and was infinitely relieved to hear her voice. She calmed immediately and her whole body went limp. That is until Reece mentioned a job at the gym, then Faith about lost her mind. All of her pent up anxiety came out in her emphatic tirade against Reece showing off her body. Feeling much better and a little guilty for losing her temper, she groaned into the phone.
"Oooh honey, you know what that sound does to me," Reece purred, trying to lighten the mood.
"I am a wreck Reece, I'm sorry I behaved like a lunatic."
"Oh no, don't apologize, I really don't want to work here anyway. It was riot though to see his face when I told him you won't let me." Reece chuckled. Faith smiled in response. "Baby, I was wrong, I need you."
Reece's stomach dropped. "I knew it! I should have been there with you. Fuck!!"
"No, honey calm down, I miss you, that's all. Now that I hear your voice, I'm so much calmer," Faith explained.
"I still say I should have been there with you, you're upset and I'm not there." Reece was practically pouting.
Faith smiled warmly, Reece's voice doing almost as much as her hug would. "It's really alright, I swear. Don't work yourself up over nothing."
Reece scowled. "Okay," She took a few calming breaths. "Would it be a bad thing if I came to pick you up?"
Faith hummed in pleasure. "Oh no, that would be a very good thing. I'm starved."
"About when do you think?"
Faith glanced at her watch. "A few more hours, but I'll wait for you either way."
"Okay babe, good luck. I know you'll be just fine.
"Thank you, I love you. I feel so much better now."
"Love you too. Break a leg or whatever you're supposed to break."
Cori couldn't stand it another minute. She called Reece to find out what was happening with Faith's audition and Reece informed the dancer that she was naked and going into the shower. Cori feigned a swoon, told her she'll be right over and hung up before Reece could protest. The dancer let herself in and plopped into her favorite recliner with Smudge. She was anxiously awaiting the tall club owner and when the water stopped and Reece didn't appear soon enough for her liking, she went up in search of her. She stopped at the top of the stairs and stared.
"I didn't expect you to come up." The very naked woman explained with a smirk.
"Christ Reece, does Faith realize how fucking perfect you are?" Cori leaned on a wall.
Reece chuckled, turned her back on the dancer and flexed. She laughed as she heard Cori slide down the wall. "May I get dressed now?"
"Please," Cori squeaked.
The club owner walked naked into the bedroom and closed the door behind her. Cori hid her face in her hands in disgust. "That is so sick. She's like your sister-in-law."
When Reece emerged, Cori was no longer on the floor. The tall woman snickered and went downstairs to find the dancer. "That better be coffee I smell."
"You're damned right." Cori met her in the living room with two mugs and gave one to Reece. "So what's happening? Tell me!"
"She's pissed. The place is wall to wall beauty queens and she's feeling a bit annoyed. "
"Why are there so many people?"
Reece shrugged. "Beats me. I'm going to pick her up in a few, by then she should be near hysterical." The tall woman frowned.
"Shit Reece! I hate that she's going through this, it's gotten so out of control. The damned part was written for her." Cori said angrily.
"I know that, and you know that, but those actresses in there all think they have a shot. That's what's making Faith so pissed."
"I can imagine. Hey, let me come with you?" Cori asked hopefully.
"Well, I don't know. I was kinda hoping to ease Faith's tension in my own special way." Reece said with a smirk.
"Oh come on! You guys should be past that Honeymoon stage, where the hell does lesbian bed death fit into your lives? There will be plenty of time for screwing later. I think she needs a massage, not an orgasm."
"One can never go wrong with an orgasm, Cor."
"Put it away Romeo, finish your coffee so we can get going."
F
AITH ENTERED THE office, annoyed, and really tense.
"Are you ready, Ms. Ashford?" A kind looking gentleman asked.
"I think so." She replied quietly.
"Are you nervous?"
"No, just angry, hot, and annoyed."
The man grinned. "My name is Harry Wells, and I am running the audition process. I have to admit, I was surprised to see your name on the roster. You do realize this part is already yours, don't you?"
"That's what I was told, but after sitting in that room..."
Mr. Wells, cut her off with a smile and a raised hand. "I understand completely. This has gotten way out of hand. We'll contact you with the details very soon." He said with a warm smile.
"That's it? It's over?" The actress asked in disbelief.
"We'll read a few more women, make a show of it, but yes, that's it."
"Oh my god! I was just tortured for hours for no reason? I'm Going to KILL Brad!"
Harry smiled warmly. "You have every right to be pissed, Ms. Ashford. I know this was unexpected and we had no choice but to placate. I assure you, Bill was adamant about it, he is quite fascinated by you."
Faith blushed, and she wasn't sure why. She recalled that Bill was the only man at the cocktail party on Valentines Day that wasn’t speaking directly to her chest. She chuckled with relief. "You just never know Mr. Wells, Bill could have been schmoozing like the rest of them."
"Yes, he could have, but you see it's the truth. As soon as we have something half way decent for you to read, we'll send it over to you. Just leave your information with me and you can go take a well deserved nap." He grinned seeing the relief wash over the blonde.
"Thank you so much!" Faith quickly wrote her information on the offered paper.
"One question," Harry bit his lip worriedly before asking. "Is your partner okay with the intimacy required of this film?"
Faith swallowed hard. "Uh, sure... no problem." she smiled weakly.
Mr. Wells grinned knowingly "Haven't told her yet have you." he said with a small laugh.
"Heh, well... don't you worry, she'll be fine." Faith replied with an air of false confidence.
"Fine!" Harry said happily, offering his hand. "So glad to have finally met you."
Faith took his hand. "Feeling's mutual, Mr. Wells, you made my day. Thank you again!"
Cori stood, leaning against Reece's small car watching the tall woman pace the streets. Every time the door opened to the building, her head whipped up and she looked like an expectant puppy waiting for its master. Her shoulders were tense and her jaw muscles were working a mile a minute, making Cori think Reece was going to need an aspirin.
Finally, the door opened and out popped Faith, looking a bit frazzled but grinning wildly. Reece took long strides to get to her and when she did, she was all eyebrow. "Well? What happened?"
"I got it! It's mine!" Faith exclaimed loudly and full of excitement.
Reece picked up the smaller woman and spun her around. Upon seeing this, Cori bolted towards them and jumped up and down in a circle around the two women. People walking by, gave them aggravated stares, not because it was unusual to see a strange scene in NYC, but because they were blocking a perfectly good sidewalk.
"YES!" Cori cheered. "I knew everything was going to be fine!"
"No you didn't, you were a nervous wreck." Reece argued.
"Oh, yeah, right, said she of the dark circles." The dancer pointed to Reece's eyes.
"Shut up, Freak."
"Both of you shut up." Faith narrowed her eyes playfully at her lover who returned the favor. "Reece, put me down."
"Kiss me first." The tall woman demanded, "And never mind the lipstick."
Faith grinned as she lowered her head. She liked being taller than Reece, and took advantage of her position by laying a hot kiss on her wife.
The tall woman swayed a bit then licked her lips. "Mmm, Revlon, my favorite." She joked, then put Faith down as promised.
"Are you guys done yet? I'm hungry." Cori complained.
"You're just jealous. When's Vi getting back anyways?" Reece asked, leading Faith to the car.
"Tomorrow. What the hell do you do at a piercing convention? I mean, what can she see that she hasn't already? I swear that woman is twisted, you have no idea the things she's stuck through people's parts."
Reece grimaced, then raised and eyebrow as Faith's stomach growled loudly. "That's quite enough Cor. Let's take my woman out to celebrate. Where do you want to go, babe?"