Nathaniel had simply been well, extremely busy, dealing with personal issues for the last week, and having to get people interviewed for positions within the shop before the grand opening. It wasn't that he had forgotten his promise to take Owen fishing, in fact the Israeli wolf still very much wanted to go.
He called Owen on his cell phone, and got the voice mail. Same thing happened with Cullen when he decided his brother wolf should come along for some good times. So he left a message on both Owen's and Cullen's voice mails. "Hey, you up for some fishing at Lake Ponchartrain? he asked into the phone. "How about going sometime after my grand opening at Seven Sins Friday. I should have more time then. Give me a call back with your ideas."
Then Nathaniel pressed end call. And waited for both the werewolf and the wereleopard to take the bait. He couldn't wait for a nice break, some male bonding, and fishing!
Cullen reached over to grab his cell phone when he noticed he had a voicemail. He also noticed that he forgot to take it off vibrate. That's probably a good reason why he didn't hear the phone ring when he was in the shower. Listening to the message, he just rolls his eyes before calling back. His call went straight to Nathaniel's voicemail.
"Yo pervert, you couldn't walk your ass up a flight of stairs to ask yourself? I'm your roommate! Wait a minute. Why the hell am I even talking to your machine? Yes, I'll be there. I'll bring the beer."
After texting Zack, Nathaniel realized he had a message on his voice mail. How could he have missed the call? Shit! Perhaps he had been daydreaming about Ramsey, it seemed to be that the vampire could touch him even if his presence wasn't actually there. It sent a thrill up his spine.
Shaking off the feeling, he watched the party specialist erect a buffet table where the champagne and cake would be served. The cake was a large sheet cake, a decadent chocolate torte. On the top it said, 'Seven Sins BDSM Parlor, New Orleans. Over 1,000,000 spankings delivered!'
Leaning against the counter, he listened to Cullen's husky voice on the other end of the line, calling him a perv. Motherfucker. So Nathaniel returned the phone call, and as usual they played phone tag. "Shit, what the fuck is he doing at this hour? Probably jerking off to memories of Dee," he said aloud, snorting a bit. Hearing the beep Nate left his message.
"Bring the beer, you shmuck. Better bring a lot of it because I know how fucking big that melon head of yours is. Need enough for that ego! See you at the lake!" Nathaniel laughed, and pressed end call. Hopefully Owen would call, he was expecting a response from the wereleopard, but he hadn't heard from him in some time.
-- Edited by NATHANIEL ROSHAN on Friday 18th of March 2011 12:39:44 PM
Lunch break seem very reasonable right now. The young leopard did get a call from his new buddy there. Nathaniel had just left him a message on his cell so decided to call him back. Three fresh crossants with butter, cajun sausage links, and a medium cup of coke was sitting in front of him. Food for thought and all of that.
Picking up his wireless phone screening names then pressed a button soon as he highlighted the name waiting for Nate to receive the calls. Speaking of homes he was still searching for one, but chose to stay in the hotel that wasn't too far from where he works. "Yow! What's the word Nathaniel? I may have thought you went to the North pole or something. "He joked, liking to tease the wolf nonetheless. "But, I'll be available since I'm free the whole week. "Oh, the doctor would have returned his call, but a client of his that day would never stop yelping her gums off. Anyway, he left a return signal to Nathaniel's voicemail. "I certainly will bring the corona. "He added, then hung up.
-- Edited by OWEN CONNORS on Friday 18th of March 2011 01:45:13 PM
Nate was in his office when the call came from Owen. He tried to think of something else besides Ramsey, and when the cell started ringing, he wiggled it out of the tight pocket he shoved the device into. Just in time for the call to be missed, yet again.
"Oh for fucks sake." he cussed. Call going to his voice mail, he listened to the message and smiled. "Beer, beer, and more beer." Nathaniel said aloud. He supposed that he should be the one to bring food, since there was a human coming along that didn't have the capacity for drinking like a lycan could.
He texted Owen back. "Bring the beer and Urself. I'll bring the munchies. Oh and Zack is coming with us. Another roommate." Knowing that the moon was going to be full soon, he was a little leery about traveling away from home around that time. So he typed, "C U Sunday."
