Chapter 10

Jon stepped out for a moment, needing a cigarette and a dose of caffeine to wake himself up.

He was coming from the cafeteria when a hot looking pair of jeans caught his eyes.

Fuck Jon, you really need to get laid. But damn that’s is one fine looking ass, and the legs!

The woman’s curls cascaded down her back, swinging slightly with her womanly hips. He had a weakness for women with long hair, he always loved to feel a woman’s hair sweeping over his skin or his hands tangling in it.  The erotic scene in his mind caused his pants to shrink a bit. 

He lost sight of the woman who set his mind to the gutter and shrugged. Oh well this isn’t the right time to pick up a woman anyway.

He knew something had changed the moment he reached the room. He could hear soft crying and whispers.

Before him was the vision who brought his crotch to life. She was wrapped in Mary’s arms. Tears were streaming down Mary’s face, her hands soothing the shiny curls.

“Oh mama. I’m so sorry!”

Jon almost lost his hold on the cups.

My God! Megan!

“Ssshhh baby. Everything is going to be ok.”

Jon retreated, giving the family some privacy and to be honest,  a moment to get hold of himself.

Somehow she never grew up in his mind. She was still the beautiful, innocent girl he lost his heart to. Before him was a gorgeous dark haired beauty, a stranger. He felt himself stir.

“Jon, look who is here!”

Damn!

He plastered on a smile but had a hard time keeping it that way when he saw Megan jerk violently in her mother’s arms by the mentioning of his name.

The slight gasp didn’t go unnoticed either.

His eyes turned an unnatural shade of blue.

“Well, well the little girl has grown up! Hello Megan.”

“Hello Jon.” His eyes warned her not to mention their earlier conversation and at the same time drinking in her exquisiteness.

She lifted her chin cheekily, not wavering as her eyes burned into his.

Mary took the cups from him, her eyes on the young couple. There was a thick silence in the room.

A slight blush was riding on her cheeks and Megan felt her hands shaking.

He was such a sight for sore eyes!

She followed his career through the years. Had all his cds but she could never believe that he would be even more sexy in real life! God he was a knockout!  His blue eyes were just as she remembered them. He was the only man she knew that could pull off wearing earrings like he did. His hair fell carelessly over his eyes, did it feel springy to the touch? Her fingers tingled just thinking of it. His shirt was halfway opened, revealing his generous patch of fur….and the jeans, she was sure someone painted it on.

Ok, Megan. Stop staring!

Jon read the message in her eyes before she blinked and managed to wipe it away. She lifted her eyes towards him.

He stepped forward, lifting her chin with his forefinger and planted a chaste kiss on her forehead. Megan was sure her skin was on fire. Her nerves tingled to life and the butterflies she had in her teenage years came to a miraculous resurrection.

“Glad you could make it. Welcome to Jersey, baby.”

A calloused thumb wiped an unshed tear from the corner of her eye. Her eyes were puffy, signs that’s she had been crying for a while, she obviously tried to clean the smudged make up, but failed miserably.  How could she still be so beautiful and disheveled at the same time? The slight quiver of her lips caught his attention, his blue eyes rested on them for a breath of a second.

Megan blinked once, then twice. Words escaped her and all she could do was stare at this hunk of a man so close she could feel his breath on her face..

Mary cleared her throat, bringing her out of her hypnotic state.