Queen of Harts: Chapter Seventeen (original)

The Pizza Talks

“Y-you’re not m-my dinner.”

Wow. Back to epic fails. Just wow.

“Actually,” he glanced down at the Primo box with a tight smile, “I am your dinner.”

That was funny…

“May I come in?”

Nodding silently, Mickey took a couple unsteady steps backwards, giving him enough space to cross over the threshold and close the door behind him.

He gave his head a shake sending droplets of water flying in every direction before looking up at her with a long sigh.

Breathe. Just breathe.

“Don’t look so thrilled to see me, Mickey.”


“In the flesh.”

“W-what are y-you doing h-here?”


“I came to bring you dinner,” he reminded flatly and tossed the pizza box haphazardly onto the kitchen counter.

“H-how did y-you find m-me?”

Why am I stammering?



Who cares about the stammering anyway?

“Your best friend is a traitor.”

Of course, she is.

“She willingly betrayed your location.”

Of, course she did.

“Look, Mickey. If you want me to leave,” staring down at his unmoving knees, Cale’s voice was a touch caustic, “just say the word and I’ll go.”

“No!” Flushing immediately at her unwarranted outburst, she lowered her voice to a whisper and added breathlessly, “Please don’t.”

As Cale gradually peered up through an abundance of thick lashes, they entered into a stalemate of sorts. The apprehensive reluctance in his glittering emerald eyes bore an uncanny resemblance to the nervousness that was clawing painfully at her insides. It seemed that neither of them was comfortable with making the first move. As always, it was Cale who took the bull by the horns and spoke up a few moments later…

But what he said was the last thing that Mickey expected to hear. Not to mention, his sharply bitter words barely seeped through gritted teeth, “I see you’re expecting company.”

She blinked at the unexpected statement.

“Are you going to get that?”

Another soundless blink.

“Fine, Mickey,” he growled spitefully and turned his back to her.

Is he leaving?

“It’s not as if I can humiliate myself any more than I already have.”

As Cale’s hand closed over the knob and he forcefully swung the door open, it finally occurred to Mickey – she vaguely recalled hearing it – that the doorbell had rung.

Who on Earth could that be?

They both stared wide-eyed at the new visitor.

After a long and exceedingly awkward stretch of time, it was their guest who finally broke the silence, albeit timidly.

“Um. I’m sorry to interrupt,” the young man held up a Primo box and double checked the address on the ticket, “but you guys did order delivery, didn’t you?” Having taken note of the identical twin that was sitting on the counter he added casually, “You two must really like pizza.”

As comprehension suddenly washed over him, Cale shook his head and immediately produced his wallet to make a trade with the clean-cut teenager. “Evidently so. Keep the change.”

The lanky redhead gawked in disbelief at the hefty bill in his hand. “This is too much…”

“Nonsense. It’s not enough to apologize for our rudeness,” Cale interjected lightly, breaking into an amused and slightly impish grin. “Now please get out of here before you drown,” he chuckled. “Or I’m tempted to pay you even more for the damn thing.”

An impossibly wide smile stretched across the teenager’s face as he nodded eagerly, thanked Cale thrice and bounded happily down the stairs, practically skipping through the rain as he crossed the street.

The kid probably just made an entire day’s wages in one single tip. Who wouldn’t be ecstatic about that?

Shutting the door, Cale spun around and wheeled a couple of feet over to stack the second pizza box neatly on top of its predecessor, casually inquiring, “So, what did you order?”

“Your favorite,” she admitted softly.

His hands stilled for a moment. “Is that so?”

“Why? What did you get?”

Your favorite.”

We’ve resorted to pizza talk…

Lining the two boxes up perfectly, Cale muttered lowly, “Now I feel like an idiot.”

Why does he feel like an idiot?

The only thing Mickey knew was that she didn’t want him to leave. Biting her lip, she whispered tentatively, “Are you staying?”

He ran his thumb across the cardboard edge and shrugged, his words barely audible, “Why don’t you tell me?”

She wasn’t accustomed to taking the reins. In fact, she was much more inclined to run…

You almost knocked your boss out cold because you were running to him. Like a madwoman. So don’t you dare be a coward now, Mickey.

Drawing in a deep breath, she instructed firmly, “Take your shirt off.”

Instantly, his eyes shot up to meet hers in utter disbelief. “Excuse me?”

“Your shirt,” Mickey repeated, willing her voice not to tremble, “and everything else too.”

Excuse me?”


“I don’t think…”

“You’re staying,” her brave interjection was accompanied by an affirmative nod, “but not in those wet clothes.”

Furrowing his brow, Cale began to unbutton his collar as he mumbled, “And what exactly do you propose I wear, Mickey?”

Nothing. Buck-naked is perfectly fine by me.

“I’ve seen you without a shirt on before, Cale,” she reminded him gently. “So don’t get shy on me now and die of pneumonia .”

He wrinkled his nose and peeled off the soaking wet dress shirt with a low growl, “And what about my pants, Mickey?”

Have you already forgotten that I’ve seen all of that too?

“Just get undressed,” she headed straight for the bedroom before he could protest, “and leave the rest to me.”

As she opened the dresser and plucked out the chosen article, Mickey heard Cale’s throaty grumble drift over, “I refuse to wear a sheet, so don’t even think of suggesting it.”

“Well, I do tie a mean toga.” She closed the drawer with her hip and poked her head around the doorframe to find Cale bent over in his wheelchair, socks already off.  “But we’ll leave that for another time.”

“Yeah, we’d better leave that for another time,” Cale agreed wryly as he straightened up and tossed the wet slacks on top of his other discarded clothes. “I’ll need some time to work on my tan before entering any toga contests.”

You’d take home the championship belt. For the title of sexiest non-Greek Greek god ever. No tan necessary. No toga necessary.  

“Here. I’ll trade you.” Gliding over to stand in front of the scantily clad man, she held out the folded garment and held in a giggle. “But I’m afraid you’ll have to go commando.”

Snorting at the “commando” comment, Cale accepted her offering and shook out the grey sweatpants. Staring at them for a moment, he frowned and stated flatly, “These are mine.”

Of course, they are. I’ve worn them too. Quite often.

Matching his expression with a scowl of her own, she muttered back, “Well, who else would they belong to?”

“I don’t know,” Cale admitted quietly. “I just thought that…”

As he trailed off into silence, Mickey narrowed her eyes accusingly. “You thought that what?”

“Never mind.” Averting his gaze, Cale began to shimmy out of his boxers, only to pause halfway. “Mickey…”

Okay, okay. Fine.

She was glad that he couldn’t see the pout on her lips as she asked levelly, “Why don’t grab you a towel?”


“You have two minutes,” she warned smartly before scooping up his pile of clothes and ducking into the bathroom.

An indignant snort followed by a much less impressed, “Thanks.”

Taking her sweet time, Mickey tossed her armload into the dryer.


She gave a long sigh as she passed her reflection in the mirror. It was painfully obvious that she hadn’t slept well or much at all over the last couple weeks.

I look like garbage.

Mickey stopped in the doorway.

Oh. My. God.

Correction: Mickey froze in the doorway. Like a deer in the headlights.

Can a deer in the headlights drool? Seriously. Can it?

Barefoot. Shirtless. Delicious. Painfully delicious…

Yep. That’s my man. No. Was my man. Ugh.

“She lives.”

Mickey blinked a couple times before, echoing, “I live?”

“Yeah. I was worried that I’d lost you for good in there.”

“L-lost me?” she squeaked breathlessly.

“That was a joke, Mickey.”


“I thought that you fell in.”

“Fell in?”

“The toilet.” A wry chuckle. “Get it?”


“Tough crowd tonight.” An exaggerated sigh. “Guess I need new material.”


“All good. You’ve simply crushed my childhood dream. To smithereens. No big deal at all.”


“I’ve only wanted to be a stand-up comic ever since I was a wee lad.”

“You’re lying.”

“Of course I’m lying,” a strategically placed pause, “since I can’t stand at all.”

“I didn’t mean…”

“I’m just teasing, Mickey,” Cale interjected with a disapproving shake of his head. “You’re the one who’s lying to me anyways.”


“You don’t even live here, do you?”

“Of course, I do…”

“You can’t possibly live here,” Cale paused in his quest to send her a goofy grin, “seeing as how there’s not a damn thing in this place.”


“Not a single plate in sight.”

Mickey stared at the handsome and highly amused man in utter confusion for a long moment before his words successfully registered.

Cale was gesturing at the row of cupboards that he’d opened and closed in disappointment. They were empty. Completely empty. Every last one.

Blushing slightly, Mickey finally stepped into the kitchen and tossed the towel at Cale’s chest. “You can get comfy on the couch. And I’ll try to dig up some plates.”

I probably should have labeled all of these moving boxes…


Flipping open the second lid, Mickey asked, “Do you want a slice of this too?”

Cale gave a loud snort in reply, before he shot back, “Not a chance in hell.”

“But you like pepperoni too,” she insisted defensively. As if it was an insult to be wrong about his tastes.

“I do.”

Mickey frowned in confusion.

“That thing damn near killed me.”

She raised a skeptical brow and tentatively poked her finger at the untouched and possibly explosive pizza.

Rolling his eyes at the ridiculous misunderstanding, Cale muttered, “It’s not poisoned, Mickey.” A long pause. Then he grunted begrudgingly before making his sheepish confession, “It’s just that I nearly took a nosedive down your steps earlier.”

She gasped at the alarming disclosure. “What?”

“Don’t worry, Mickey,” a soft chuckle as he raked a hand through his unruly hair, “I didn’t actually plummet to my death.”


“It’s just no easy feat carrying a pizza box up the stairs in the rain,” he grinned wickedly, a mischievous twinkle appearing in his eyes, “when you’re a cripple.”

“You are such an ass,” she murmured softly and handed Cale a plate, before tucking her feet underneath and leaning into the couch.

“I keep trying to tell you that.”

They both laughed. And then…

Complete silence. The awkward type of silence. The claw-your-eyes-out awkward type of silence.

“So, Mickey….”

Ah. There’s the Cale I know. Calm. Composed. In control.

“How about that elephant in the room?”

Well, I’ll be darned. I guess that he can be awkward too.

To be continued in Chapter Eighteen…

115 thoughts on “Queen of Harts: Chapter Seventeen (original)

  1. All this time… Hartmann????? Not fair!!! Please tell me there is another chapter being published to the site as I type this. It’s just not enough… Although the shirtlessness was much appreciated. Please more soon?

    1. You’re too awesome, Renee! 😉

      Another chapter? Whatever do you mean?
      And yes…the shirtlessness…yes…yesssss…

  2. I’m SO GLAD Cale and Mickey (yes, even Mickey) are back! Cale is absolutely, positively too fabulous for words. Not only did he track Mickey down, but he also went SHIRTLESS! 🙂

    Was the delay in Chapter 17 part of a plan to make us desperate so that we would feel warmer and fuzzier about Mickey when the story returned? 🙂 Actually, I felt a teeny bit sad for her when Cale made her leave his office in the last chapter, but he was completely justified in sending her away (and believable, showing that even he has his limits). She was ready to spill the beans, though! And since she couldn’t quite get it together enough in this chapter to explain herself, hopefully she’ll be able to be truthful about the elephant in the room in Chapter 18 (please, please!).

    Thank you so much for writing such a fabulous story! And I’m sorry to be greedy, but please bring Cale and Mickey back soon!

    1. I know, eh? Takes initiative and goes shirtless. What more can you ask for? 😉

      Yes, ma’am…it’s all part of my plot to make you soooo desperate…that you’d miss poor Mickey…
      And since you asked so nicely about the elephant…

      I guarantee nothing!!! I know I’m evil. Tee hee.

      Thank you so much, Carrie! And don’t worry, your greed flatters me to no end!! 😀

  3. I’m so glad they’re back! Love the bit that they each got the other one’s favorite pizza!

    I’m hoping they’ll address the elephant soon 🙂

  4. Can’t wait for more! Eating this up faster than Cale & Mickey eat primos pizza.

    Hartman, Don’t forget to update the table of contents, m’dear!

  5. I thought exactly like Carrie… All this long wait was Hartmann’s evil plan to make all the readers miss Mickey so damm much that the forgiveness will come to easy!!! Hartmann, Hartmann, Hartmann… Always so clever!!!

    P.D: At some point of this desperate frustrating wait, I thought maybe you were mad at us for asking over and over about the next chapter date!!! (I hope I was wrong)

  6. Great chapter, I absolutely loved Cale and Mickey’s interaction! You left us with a cliffhanger, I can’t wait to see how the next chapter starts! Thank you so much for writing, I was getting supremely worried when I kept checking for an update and there wasn’t one, I was delighted to see this update, thanks again!!! Amazing story!

  7. I’m greedy. I’m needy. So please heed my entreaty:
    I need more lines in these confines
    So please write more lines — SPEEDY!

    🙂 🙂 🙂 Loved the chapter, by the way . . .

  8. Ok, if the last chapter had me in pain this one elicited much happier feelings, tho my husband tried to talk to me mid read and I nearly tore his head off because I needed to finish this! I really like Cale, and I never hated Mickey. Sometimes people push others away hard when they love them. And I love that Cale isn’t giving up his pursuit. Ramble, ramble, back to my gin. Lol.

    1. Eeek! I don’t know how I missed this comment!! My apologies, Yuki!!

      Hooray for happier feelings!! And I love your rambling. It’s how my brain works 😉

      P.S. – I’m sure that your hubby has learned his lesson: Never never never interrupt a woman during such a crucial task…

  9. Hartmann, FINALLY! Been waiting for the update since finishing the last chapter! SO addicted to your story <3 there should be Cale dolls for sale somewhere. Or do you have any idea where to find a real life one? Preferably in Europe and with 2 day shipping 😉

  10. Bless you Hartmann! I haven’t even read this chapter yet having waited for it so long, I wanted to say thank you first.

    Now off to reading…..

    1. No, no, no….how could you do this to us Hartmann…..it’s too short, I want more !!!!!!! My thirst hasn’t been quenched! lol

  11. Oh Hartmann…..I missed these two so much!! Thank you for posting!!! And PLEASE, PLEASE give us some more soon. That will hold us over for a little bit.. WE WANT MORE!!! Hee hee! I’ve LOVED this story since day one. You are a fab writer, Miss H!!! <3

  12. Love it. Love him. Relate to Mickey more than I’d like to admit. Post more. End transmission.

    *P.S. This is awesome – please give us more next time? (And by that I mean more of Cale and his body and Mickey and her deeply-buried emotions! Thanks for sharing them with us (I’m not sure I’d share Cale if he were my creation… 😀 ).

        1. Can I say that it tickles me to see two of my favorite writers in the string of comments? I think I need a Caleb/Cale crossover story now! 😉

          1. Lu5 – mmmmmm there’ an idea… Not sure Cale would like Caleb though – Mickey is Caleb’s kind of girl, and he might have to flex those muscles again…

            Also, Hartmann, you’re killing us here with the wait..

  13. My comments aren’t always original but I so enjoy this story and think you’re such a talented writer, I feel like I owe it to you to just say again and again how much I love these two. This was short but I’m so happy they’re heading in the right direction (RIGHT??). I’ll still be refreshing my email constantly for the rest of their conversation!! Thank you Hartmann!!

        1. I have been back here literally every day (not revealing the number of times per day though) waiting for the next chapter… Renee is right – THE STRUGGLE IS REAL.

  14. Awwww, ladies! Thank you soooooo much for the enthusiasm!! I am beyond flattered!!!
    I shall try my best to have the next chapter up by the end of this weekend! And Rose…

    I propose that we throw Caleb and Cale in the gladiator stadium. Just to see what happens. I’ll film it 😛

  15. I specifically said nothing since the last chapter, so……where’s my chapter 18???? Don’t make me beg again please……:)

  16. I think I will have serious trust issues from now on…
    Have been checking four times a day every day and STILL nothing??!

  17. Dear ladies,

    My most hartfelt (funny, eh?) apologies for the ridiculously long wait. I don’t even have a legitimate excuse for the delay, except that I’ve had a couple “interesting” weeks at work and haven’t felt like sitting down to write. I promise that I am on it though, and Chapter 18 is well on its way. Again, I am sorry and humbly beg your forgiveness.

    Hartmann Writes Slowly

    1. Totally understand your comment there, Hartmann. Been there with both my stories. Take your time – I think we’d all rather have a chapter you’re happy with and have taken your time over than something you’ve churned out to keep us calm. Your writing is FANTASTIC, hence all the keenness here I think! Thanks for sharing Cale and Mickey with us :).

    2. Oh, SURE, the old “work” and “life outside of writing” excuse… We all know that that is code for “Ran away with Cale to a tropical island and is having too much fun to write…”
      In all seriousness though, take your time, I’d be happy with a new chapter to read every day if it were possible, but I know you are only human and not a writing robot for our pleasure! Take the time you need, I’ll wait patiently!
      *hands over giant bag of skittles for extra motivation*
      Cale is worth waiting for! 😉

  18. You are an evil woman Hartmann! It’s a cold rainy day in the east coast today. I was hoping to catch up with my favorite couple. I’m sure I speak for all of us here that stalk your page that want to say..WTF, Hartmann? We have waited long enough. Haha! ;-)~

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  39. Yes, ladies. That’s all spam, which I typically delete…
    But it makes me giggle so I’m leaving it 😛

    Hmm. I wonder if they know that I’m not even Japanese. Tee hee.

    P.S. – I removed all the links so no one would accidentally click on them 😉

    1. BUSTED! This is just a diversionary tactic to keep us coming in, but confusing us so that we hopefully forget about the update and just wonder about the Japenese spam, isn’t it? I may have been born at night, but it wasn’t last night, Hartmann… 😉
      *scribbles random strings of Chinese characters copied from a tattoo parlor’s wall*
      In all seriousness(-ish, because when am I ever totally serious?) I hope things are coming along well with the story.
      *plays with bobble-head Cale*

  40. C’mon Hartmann… Be serious and start writing!!! Hahaha (just Kidding)…. This made me remember that Friends episode when Monica baked some candies to her ungrateful neighbors, end they started stalking her!!!

  41. So…does anyone here remember when Hartmann used to update every week or sometimes twice in a week? Ahhhh..the good old days!! Hahahaha!
    Cmon, it’s like a month here. 😉

    1. Hey, hey hey… Take it easy on the writer or you’ll scare her away and we’ll never find out what happens!!
      *hugs Hartman*
      *hands over a big bag of skittles*

  42. hello friends… I have moved to Japan, hence our new followers! While very exciting It’s with great regret I tell you that Kale and Mickey are no longer with us! While dining on Primo pizza Kale choked on a chicken bone.. and Mickey rushed to give him the heimlich .. and well that was a disaster.. mid push she realized she was going to throw up.. yes tru.. food poison! and well i hate to announce that Mickey has died of Ecoli and Kale expired choking on a chicken bone.. Well one good thing Primo is still in business but their pizza now comes with a do not remove tag” eat at your own risk”…

  43. This is what I was afraid of. This is what happens to all the good stories. Feeling very very sad!! RIP to my fav couple!

  44. Dear ladies,

    1. I haven’t moved to Japan
    2. Moving to Japan wouldn’t stop me from writing
    3. Cale and Mickey are alive and well
    4. I’m gonna eat dinner and then…
    5. Write Chapter 18
    6. I love you all

    Hartmann Finally Writes Tonight


    1. Yay! I really needed to see this, it’s been a terrible week and some Cale would make it much better! Thank you Hartmann


    1. I went into straight up panic mode!! I didn’t even notice the misspelling until the other ladies said it and I still wasn’t convinced. Lol.

  46. It kills me to see Cale get hurt like this! Mickey has a lot of explaining to do!!! Now when will we finally get to see this god damn elephant???!!! Please!!!

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