Back in the Saddle with Steven Tyler

Toys in the Attic

I don't remember how long I stayed awake, but the next thing I remembered is waking up in Steven's arms. With my sexy lingerie still on.

I looked at Steven's face, trying to remember something, anything, from what happened after I left Tom and Terry's room last night. My eyes were nearly stuck shut, thanks to me not taking off my eyeliner and mascara. Did we have sex? I didn't move much, since I didn't want to wake Steven. What time was it? I glanced out the window, which I could see from where I was laying. It had to be at least 11 O'clock, I thought to myself.

Shit. My head. It was pounding.

I pushed my condition to the back of my mind. I focused back on Steven's adorable face. How did I get so lucky? He was so beautiful when he slept. I watched him breath in and out. I gasped at what I saw on Steven's perfect lips. A bruise! I remembered how that got there. I chuckled. I remember biting Steven on his lip, but I didn't mean to bruise it. Poor baby.

Steven must have heard me chuckle, because he opened his eyes and pulled me in tighter. "Good morning, baby" he threw me a sleepy smile.

"mmmm. good morning" I shimmied even closer into Steven's arms.

"How do you feel?" he asked.

I closed my eyes, the room started spinning "Terrible. My head is pounding and the room is spinning" I told him.

"Yeah. You were sound asleep when I got in last night. And you were wearing this" he snapped the straps on my pin-stripe bustier, which I still had on.

"I didn't wake you up." he said "Not that I didn't want to" he smirked, undoing the top button on my bustier.

Steven had morning wood every single day. It was inevitable.

"Not now Steven I'm dying over here" I kept my eyes closed.

"Fine." he whined like I child whose parents told him no candy.

"What happened to your lip?" I asked him with a guilty smile.

"Some hot little broad bit me, but boy was she a good kisser" I smirked.

He kissed me gently on the lips and got up out of bed. Luckily for me, he always slept naked. I opened one eye to see the fabulous view, and he caught me looking. He walked to my side of the bed.

"Are you sure?" he smirked.

"I'm sure" I said.

"Your loss" he chuckled.

I heard him turn on the shower. I just closed my eyes and relaxed. I needed a shower badly, but if I went in there I would be tempting my gorgeous boyfriend, and everyone knows Steven Tyler can't resist a hot naked lady. He finished up his shower within a few minutes. As soon as I heard the water shut off, I began to get up.

Nice and slow, Janie. Ugh. Fucking hangovers. I reached in my bag on the floor and popped an ibuprofen. Steven came out of the bathroom door with just a towel wrapped around his lower half. I was sitting on the edge of the bed trying to gain the composure to stand up.

"Oh good, your up." He said. "I thought I was gonna have to drag you out of bed myself."

Unamused, I stood up and made my way to the bathroom. I hopped in the shower and cleaned myself up. The hot water and ibuprofen helped my headache. I jumped out, dried myself off, and wrapped a towel around just my hair. I left the bathroom and headed to find Steven."Hey babeeeee" I whined as I got closer to the living room. I winded the corner and stepped in front of the door frame.

"Shit!" I stepped back behind the wall and blushed bright red. Joe and Steven were both sitting on the couch.

"What the fuck Janie! Put some fucking clothes on!" barked Steven. He was the jealous type, and the fact that his best friend just saw me naked was not going to fly. I would hear about this later, I was sure.