Secluded Affair

Chapter 10

You look at Jon in complete shock; you look between him and the little box he's holding. Your brain is going a million miles an hour, but at the same time, it's completely frozen in time. You finally release the breath you've been holding and begin breathing. 

"Yes baby, yes I will marry you", you whisper, wrapping your arms around him and smashing your lips together.

He slides the beautiful ring onto your finger. Kisses your hand, looks up into your eyes, and smiles, a pure genuine happy smile.

He picks you up, and you wrap your legs around his waist; you attack his neck with kisses as he tries to walk you both through to the living room. Finally, he makes it to the end of the sofa and falls forward onto it. You land in the soft cushions, and he stretches out his hands and lands on them above you and begins peppering your face with kisses. Jon starts to tickle your sides, causing you to wriggle around under him, but he has you pinned under him. You roll to the side and accidentally knock his elbow, causing him to fall flat on top of you with an 'oof'. He uses this to lean in and kiss you again; the kiss is soft and tender. 

You push out from under him and jump up and run into the kitchen, deciding to grab a bottle of champagne from the fridge and some glasses from the cupboard.

"Jon, can you come to pop the cork for me"

"Sure", he whispers in your causing you to jump as you thought he was still in the living room lounging on the sofa.

"You are an arsehole; you scared the life out of me" you spin around, slapping his chest.

You guys spend the rest of the evening lounging around the house, goofing around, and having fun; he's already picked you up, thrown you in the pool multiple times, and chased you around the house. 

You are both laid on the lounger, staring up into the night sky. Jon has one leg up, and you lie in-between his legs, your head lay on his chest. He begins massaging your head and playing with your hair, and you close your eyes, enjoying the sensation.

"I've given you my heart, baby; please don't break it; I couldn't survive it if you did. I know you find it difficult to believe all this is real and my feelings for you, but it is real, and my love for you is real. I'm scared too; I'm scared one day you will think, why did I run away with this fool and decide to leave me or someone better will come along and whisk you away."

You open your eyes and look up at him, and he has tears falling down his cheeks; you lift yourself and turn so you're straddling his lap.

"Jonny, I would never want to break your heart. I've been there, and it's a shitstorm. But, yes, I have moments where I can't believe all of this is real and not just some fantasy, and I guess it will always affect me. Do you realise how many times in my life I dreamt of just meeting you, never mind the number of times I fantasised about all the rude things I would do with you?"

He looks into your eyes, searching for something.

"Jon, no one could ever take me away from you. But, if I wanted to be with other people, I would never have said yes when you asked me to marry you and kept you like my dirty little secret."

"Ooh, a dirty secret is what this would have been? Cori, besides the music, all I ever wanted was to be loved and love someone. The times I've looked in the mirror and seen the sadness looking back at me, it killed a little piece of me every time."

"Well, Jon, who the hell would believe me? How was the holiday Cori? Oh, amazing, I shagged Jon Bon Jovi for the entire time! I know, babe; I've been there too, watching happy, lovey-dovey couples walking down the street wishing it was you or sitting in a café with a coffee. But, after my break-up, I closed myself off from all of those emotions. after a while, I began thinking maybe I didn't deserve love or was destined to be alone and become a crazy animal lady that the kids run past or avoid her house because they think she's a witch and will eat them."