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Joey looked around her living room, her hands on her hips as she surveyed the clean up job she had done. She had only been living in her new apartment for less than a year, and she realized quickly that things accumulated quickly, even if it was just her living there. She looked down at her watch, realizing they’d be here soon. A wide smile flashed across her face, thinking of the upcoming week and a half with Dawson’s little sister. She had only spent the night with Joey twice before, but now she was older and it was summer vacation and Lily decided to get away from Capeside for the entire weekend this time. Joey, unable to say no to her, and loved her like a sister, told her she was more than welcome to stay with her anytime she wanted.
Suddenly a knock on her door caused Joey to snap out of her thoughts. She smiled, knowing it could only be one person; actually two. Unable to stop smiling, she opened the door, grinning.
“Hey, Joey!” Lily said happily, hugging her.
“Hey there,” Joey said, hugging the girl right back. She opened her eyes while hugging the girl and noticed Dawson standing behind them. “Come in you guys,” she urged them, stepping away from the door so they could get inside her apartment.
“Hey,” Joey said warmly as Dawson shut the door behind him. His grin matched hers.
“Hey,” he said back. The two stood there, locking gazes, having not seen one another in months. The attraction between the two of them was obvious as they stood only inches from one another.
“This is a nice place,” Lily remarked, looking around, unaware that Joey was busy gazing at Dawson. Finally she turned around and noticed the two of them smiling.
“Okay, break it up you two,” she said, walking back over to them. “Where should I put my bag?” Lily asked.
“Um.. In the guest room. Down the hall, the first door on the right,” she explained.
“Okay, cool,” Lily said, reaching for her overnight bag Dawson had been holding. Joey watched as Lily disappeared down the hall.
“You and my sister, all alone, for an entire week,” Dawson remarked a few minutes later. Joey turned around towards Dawson.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” she asked, putting her hands on her hips.
“I can only imagine the ‘girl talk’ that’ll be had during the coarse of the week,” he said. Joey rolled her eyes. “The nail painting, and the cursing of men, and whatever else you girls do,” he continued. “You know, now that I think of it, I’m not sure if I like the idea of you alone with my impressionable, sixteen year old sister,” Dawson teased. Joey playfully swatted his arm, smiling.
Dawson laughed. “Come here,” he said, pulling her into a hug, wanting to do that since she opened her door.
“I’ve missed you,” Joey said, rubbing his back with her hand while he did the same as the two embraced.
“Me too,” he said. The two hugged for a few more seconds before breaking off their hug.
“So Lily tells me you got plans here in the city?” she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Uh yeah; I’m in the early stages of putting together my next movie,” he explained. He had only made two previous films, one dive bombing while the other was a hit.
“That’s great, Dawson! Congratulations!” Joey said, hugging him once more. Dawson’s senses were assaulted with Joey’s scent as she hugged him for the second time. He was so caught up in memories of the one night the two of them had together that he almost didn’t notice Lily returning to the room.
“So, your all settled in?” he asked.
“Yup,” she said happily.
“Dawson, I promise you, your sister is in good hands,” she swore, putting her right hand up.
Dawson chuckled. “Alright, I guess I can trust you, just... no guys,” he warned.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to have them all out by at least midnight,” Joey teased. Dawson tried to give her a stern look, but it failed since he couldn’t contain a smile.
“Haha,” he said dryly. He looked over at Lily. “Be good,” he told her, ruffling her hair; knowing she would, but had to say it anyway.
“I will,” she promised.
“Now get out of here before we tie you up and make you our slave,” Joey threatened, motioning him to the door.
Dawson grinned. “Tied up, huh? That could be interesting,” he teased, standing half way out the door. He leaned in closer to her, whispering into her ear, “Tell me Jo, will there be Crisco?” teasing her about something she used to tease him about years ago. Joey felt the blood rush to her cheeks, hoping his sister hadn’t hear that. She turned around to make sure his sister hadn’t; the look on her face assured Joey she knew what Dawson was talking about, just not what he had said.
“I’ll see you two later,” he said, grinning before leaving. Joey just stood there for a second, unable to believe Dawson had said that. And in front of his sister! Well it’s not like she’s a baby, Joey said to herself, she’s sixteen. She leaned against the door for support, images of Dawson and being tied up ran through her head despite trying to shake them.
“So..” Joey said, finally finding her voice, and finally able to move away from the door. She looked over at Lily who stood a foot or two away from her, grinning. “How about a board game?” she suggested weakly.
“So what’s up with you and Dawson anyway?” Lily asked a few hours later, as the two girls sat on Joey’s couch, painting each other’s nails. She and Joey were like sisters, so talking about one another’s love lives was nothing new.
“Me and Dawson?” Joey repeated, putting the cap back on the polish bottle, having had finished Lily’s nails. “Your brother and I are good friends, you know that Lily,” she said.
“Right, but didn’t the two of you used to date?” she asked.
“Yeah, a loong time ago,” she said.
“But why aren’t the two of you together now? I mean, it’s so obvious the two of you still like each other,” Lily pointed out.
Joey wasn’t sure if she should laugh or hide. She had asked herself the same question a million times before. After she and Pacey mutually decided to call it quits, she had wondered if she and Dawson would now be able to give it a shot once more. But she didn’t want to keep jumping back and fourth between them, so she decided to try being alone for a while. After a while she began dating again, but none of them were serious. Then one day a few months ago, while talking to Dawson on the phone, she had found out he had a girlfriend. So she had continued to date. She looked over at Dawson’s sister who was patiently sitting there, waiting for Joey to say something.
“What about you? Any great loves in the life of Lily Leery?” Joey asked, deciding to change the subject.
Lily grinned. “Someone’s trying to change the subject awfully fast,” she noted. “C’mon,” she said.
“Alright fine!” Joey said, smiling. “I may still have feelings for Dawson,” Joey admitted. “But their feelings I’ll always have,” she said.
Lily sat there for a second. “Nope, not buying that. Not the way the two of your flirt and carry on the way you do when you see each other. And let’s not even get started on the sexual tension between the two of you,” she added.
Joey’s eyes almost bugged out of her sockets. “Lily Ann!”
Lily smiled. “And see, the way you freak out whenever I mention anything relating to sex while referring to you and my brother.” She paused. “Why did you and Dawson have sex or something?” she asked.
Joey wanted to die right there. She was glad Dawson wasn’t there or he’d make some comment or some expression in her direction. “Okay, I think that’s about wraps up our ‘girly bonding’ for one night,” Joey said as she stood up from the couch.
“Joey, it’s barely past eight. You honestly don’t expect me to go to bed now, do you?” Lily asked in disbelief. Joey looked at the clock hanging up in her living room and realized she was right.
“Okay, how about we order a pizza?” she suggested, hoping it’d distract Lily.
“Nice way to try and get me off track of out conversation,” Lily said. “And it worked, I love pizza,” she said, following Joey into the kitchen as they ordered a pizza for dinner.
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