Norman
"Fin, how're you doing? It's Norm....ahhhh Norman Reedus. Remember me?"
Thought I'd wait a few days before giving her a call, to let things settle down a bit. A cooling off period I s'pose you could say?
"Norman? Oh yeah, I remember you now. You're that guy from The House Of Wax! The one who told me he wants to personally embalm my breasts....using his own body fluids....right?"
Jeeeezus! How I wish....
"Ha-ha, very funny smartass! Hey, what's that place like anyway? I heard they've got all sorts of death masks and shit in there. Make wicked cocktails too."
"It's pretty awesome. I went there last night for an old workmate's birthday party. And not only death masks, they have all these anatomical wax models. Some of them date back to the 1800's. You should check it out....I'd swear most of the intestines are real."
"Hell, I'm down for it. Let me know when you wanna return visit and I'll go with you."
"Look, Fin. I know it's kinda early, but when I woke and saw it's shaping up to be a nice day? Thought I might go for a bit of a ride. Then grab some lunch after?" I continue.
"The Hudson Valley is really good for that and not too far away. So, I'm wondering if maybe....you'd like to come along too?"
"Like, get out of the city for a bit. A change of scenery. Promise I won't even mention....well you know. Just a bit of fun. Get some exercise, stretch our legs and have a laugh. Whaddya reckon, Fin. Are you interested?"
I heard a little gasp, then dead silence.
"Fin....you still there?"
"You really mean it? You want to go for....for a ride with me?" Her voice came back in a tentative questioning whisper.
"Hell yeah, wouldn't have asked if I didn't."
"Oh, feck me! I love....do you know how long it's been since....yes....yes please. When can we go? "
My hand dropped, and I stared at the phone in astonishment. Shaking my head as a massive smile spreads its way across my face.
She sounds like an excited kid, just like Ming when I take him out on my bike. And her eagerness is just as infectious.
Especially now that I know she loves riding as much as I do.
Mega bonus!
"Gimme your address and I'll be there in a half hour. Does that give you enough time to get ready?"
"It's about twenty-five minutes too long. Though I'm sure I can find something else to keep me occupied until you get here."
This time I hoot in laughter. Eager and low maintenance?
As Daryl Dixon would say....BOOYAH!
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Jeez....she must be loaded? 😮
My stomach drops a bit when I pull up outside the address Fin gave me. I always thought Win's joint was pretty flash, but this place is a palace!
I grab the gear strapped to the back of my bike and start up the stairs. Hear the click of a door opening.
"Oi! I'm down here" Peering over the rails I see her face ginning up at me from below the sidewalk.
Aaaah! Her place is in the basement, just like her Unc's. That's a relief.
"Top of the mornin to ye, mavourneen" I call out in my best Murphy McManus accent.
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A Convenient Wife - A Norman Reedus Fanfic Romance
FanfictionSemi-mature. Completed. There is such a thing as being too 'eligible' a bachelor and Norman is finding the price of fame a high one. He thought having a wife would give him some protection. But this is one trip down the aisle that could end up with...
