Monday, December 28, 2009

Chapter 182




Megan was pleasantly surprised when she received a hint of a smile from Carol when the Bongiovi pair said their goodnight.
Jon accompanied Dorothea to the cottage, promising that he will be back soon. She lifted her face for his quick peck and closed the door behind her.
Richie suddenly started clapping his hands, a huge grin on his face.
“Bravo, sweet thing, bravo!”
She giggled at the clown leaning against the diningroom table.
“What you on about you crazy man?”
“You started chipping at the ice.”
“Ice? “
“around Carol’s heart. I actually saw her smile at you tonight and even look at you without the usual frown. You are a fucking genius honey!”
“Dunno what you mean, but thanks anyway. Now scoot over so I can clear the table.”
She knew exactly what he was talking about, but she didn’t dare say anything about it. Her luck could change any minute.
He grabbed the stacked plates and followed her to the kitchen.
“I knew she would fall for that charm of yours sooner or later. No one is immune to that deadly charm.”
“I don’t see you batting your eyelids at me?” she snorted.
“Oh but you haven’t looked closer.” He came closer, so close that their noses almost touched.
The dark eyes fluttered before her. Megan couldn’t contain it much longer and she threw her head back a feminine laugh ringing in the air. Jon was met with the peal of laughter and he sneaked closer. What was Sambora up to now? Her carefree laugh did something to the pit of his stomach.
Megan bend backwards and felt Richie’s hand close around her lower back.
“Shit darlin’ you’re gonna break something! Jon will whip my ass.”
She stared at him through tears of laughter, this was such a welcome release to all the stress.
“Did I do it wrong or what?”
“No…No..Oh God I can’t breathe.”
She held her tummy and Richie looked down in alarm, pressing slightly against the bump.
“You’re gonna pop that baby out if you don’t stop now, for God’s sake.” But he was laughing just as hard by now.
She was so lovely when she let go sometimes!


“Lord I wished they came out that easily! Have you ever heard of the expression going in like a banana and coming out like a pineapple?”
The what- the- fuck expression on his face had her hysterical in no time. Her hands were clutching at his biceps. Richie’s laugh joined hers and the kitchen was filled with crying, laughing adults. A third laughter joined and they turned to look at the owner.
He was standing in the door, arms folded, biceps bunching…a gorgeous hunk of a man.
“Oh fuck bro, my tummy is hurting.” He waved his brother off.
“Well I’m shocked. I see you are flirting with my woman behind my back. You!  I’ll sort out later. And you!” he strolled closer his eyes burning into hers, pointing at her. The blue of his eyes was a mixture of playfulness and heat….glorious, scorching heat.
“You need a good whipping.”
“Why?” she feigned innocence.
“Your filthy mouth young lady.”
“My filthy….you call that filthy? Oh pluuueeeeessse! That’s the whole damn truth! Have you ever given birth to a  7 plus pound   baby? No? Didn’t think so. Men are such whoosies, they’ll probably die while giving birth. That’s why the good Lord made woman.”
Jon hooked her closer to him, he knocked the breath out of her the moment she crashed into his chest.
“The good Lord made women for more than one reason, baby. “ the sultriness in his voice was almost her undoing.
“Ok, Ok I’m going!” Richie held his hands up.
“Yeah you go asshole. I need some time with my filthy mouth fance. She needs to be taught a little lesson.”
“Too much info brother! Thank you and goodnight.” He bowed deeply, sending the closely knit couple into a fit of laughter.
“I still need to see Jaden’s project.”
“Running away, sweet thing?” his hands stroked the swell of her buttocks, his eyes weren’t so blue anymore.
“No, but I promised our son I would see his project, now I cant disappoint him can I?”
He slid his hands off her, holding them up into the air.
“Ok..ok. Don’t take long.”  Desire burned in those eyes and she knew that it would be a quick run to Jaden’s room.
Her tired body had suddenly found its second breath .











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