She sank into the luxurious bubble bath, giving her mind free reign. Something she didn’t allow too often, but the call from her mother brought back memories, memories better left behind.
Her mother’s soft voice shocked her more than the dreaded news. She could hear she was tired, she needed support. She always called them, letting them know how she was and never failing to send that little something in the post, but she never ever sat foot near his home again. She couldn’t.
She might hate Jon, but he gave her parents a good life. Her mom was his housekeeper and dad kept the gardens breathtakingly beautiful. As far as she heard he stayed in a beautiful huge place by the Navesink river, gardens rolling endlessly. She could almost picture it.
How would he react if he saw her again? Would he even remember her? They were both young and stupid. She had an enormous crush on the wild haired rocker, their Slippery when wet album had just turned number one and they were rushing into stardom. Her parents had just started working for him, a job that saved them from living on the streets.
The boys always tolerated her presence with them. Mom always send her with some refreshments and they always had the time for a smile and a few words. But it was the blue eyed singer who caught her eye and he speedily became the fuel to her teenage fantasies.
The way his perfect teeth caught in the light and the blue of his eyes turned even bluer, always managed to cause a slow burning in the pit of her stomach. Her mind warned her, that he was older and that he probably saw her as a long legged teenager with pixie tails but her foolish heart wouldn’t listen, she just ignored that little voice and sneaked a look at those tight jeans, molding to those thighs and insanely tight ass.
She remembered once that he caught her eyes on him and he took his time, looking back to where her eyes were glued and gave her a wink. Her face flamed and she turned and run. She will never forget the laugh that followed her. It was pure sexappeal with a tinge of humor. God! His laugh even got her panting! How naïve she was…if she could change things, maybe it would have turned out better for her and her dear parents.
She had put them through hell and it cost her precious time with her parents.
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