Chapter 57

The rest of the afternoon was a blur, all she could remember was that he told her to dress casually..or his exact words,

“Wear those tight jeans for me baby, k?”

When she eventually came down from cloud number nine, she realised what a humungous love bite he left on her right breast.

“Lord! This is going to take ages to heal.” The pit of her stomach flipped when she thought of that afternoon and how she came to be the proud owner of a hickie.

Her all too familiar giggle bubbled from her lips.

Me..a hickie at my age…oh well it was a pair of hot sexy lips that put it there.

She decided not to cover it up with makeup, dressed in a slim fitting top with spaghetti straps. The tight jeans wasn’t too difficult to find, all her jeans were tight anyway. To finish it off she grabbed her denim jacket and headed out the door as soon as she heard his car.

She jumped into the car, feeling like a teenager again.

“Where are we going?”

“Ever heard of Chickie and Pete’s?”

“Nope.”

“Well that’s where we’re going tonight AND I am ordering.”

He looked so young when he smiled like that, it was so contagious she just couldn’t help but smile back.

“You’re on sucker.”

“Baby this is going to be the taste explosion you’ve been waiting for.”

“Oh Lord. I hope your not gonna feed me slimy, gooey stuff, are you?”

Megan’s concern was written on her face.

“Hell no! How do you know me?”

“Good enough to know you’re not an angel.”

He batted his eyelids at her. Any other man would have looked so ridiculous but that wide smile and gorgeous baby blues pulled it off.

“Me, not an angel? Why would you say that?”

She flicked her head towards his back.

“Honey, your tail is showing.”

Jon threw his head back, laughter filled the car and she giggled in unison.

“Damn, I busted!”

“That you are!”

They were obviously expected and by the looks of it Jon was a regular.

“Oooh seafood huh?”

“I told you I was nice, didn’t I?”

“You still remember my love for seafood? That’s quite impressive Bongiovi.”

He has scooted her in when they reached the table, trapping her between the wall and himself.

He came closer to her, caging her even more.

“I haven’t heard my real surname for so long..you make it sound so fucking sexy..say it again, baby.”

“Bongiovi…”

“Oh yeah….that way.”

He was seconds away from touching her lips, she waited in anticipation.

The waiter cleared his throat slightly, announcing his presence.

“Hold that thought…” his eyes scorched her soul.

He turned towards the waiter.

“I would like a semi-sweet wine. That ok for you baby?”

She nodded. She was going to lose herself tonight, Jon made it just too difficult to fight it.