Love isn't always enough A Jordan Knight/ Joey McIntyre fanfic

Chapter 12: Homecoming

Jordan and the band bowed as they ran off stage after their encore. Jordan jumped in the shower, grabbed his bag after he got dressed, and caught a taxi. 

He was taken to a private entrance, and the security guard was with him, and two airport security officers escorted him in. 

He was checked in and shown to the lounge. He would wait here until it was time to board the plane, and he would board last. 

He ordered a shot of whiskey as he used the phone to call Stephanie. It rang twice when she answered, "Hello."

"Hey, baby girl. How are you doing?"

"Hey, babe, I'm excited two more days, and I can finally wrap my arms around you. I can't wait, baby. I have missed you so much."

 "Yeah, I can't wait now; all my dreams will be coming true in a mere forty to forty-eight hours. Petal to the metal all the way home, babe."

"Me either, so how was the show tonight?"

"It was great, really good. We are glad we can rest up a little tho. We are exhausted; trying to record new music and performing every day is a lot."

"I bet, baby. Well, when you get home, you have several performances to complete, then you can lay around with your feet up and relax until time to do it all over again."

"Several performances, huh? I have a goal for fifty-nine performances in the first four or five days. One for every day we have been apart."

"Then technically, it would be fifty-eight because you performed for me on your bus in Saratoga. I think we can make that goal, hell shoot for three days."

"Three days it is; now you do know I am meaning every time I make you orgasm. That counts as one. You better be drinking plenty of water because you are going to be sweating a lot over the next few days once I get home."

"I have been drinking water all week. I am ready; no more classes. I finished my last one today, and Tara and Patrick are taking notes for me. We are covered for the next nine days, well, seven once you get home."

"Mr. Knight," the security officer said. I turn around and look at him as I place my hand over the bottom. "They are ready for you to board."

"Thank you, I will be there in just a second."

"Yes, sir." 

"Alright, baby, I have to go; the bus is ready to head out. I'm coming home, baby; I love you, and I will see you very soon. Sweet dreams, my love, bye."  

"I can't wait, be safe; yes, you are coming home to me. I love you, Jordan. Not soon enough, sweet dreams. Bye, babe." He hung up the phone and grabbed his bag. 

They had approved his duffel as a carry-on to help with him not having to wait on his bag. It was going in the seat in front of them. So, when he arrived at Logan international airport, he would be taken off first with security waiting for him. He would be loaded into a police car and transported to his car.  

The plan was no one knew he was flying, he would arrive with no fanfare because they weren't expected back for two days. He would drive home and spend the next several days making love to his girl. He had eaten at the airport they had served him dinner. he would get a sandwich and chips here so he could eat before they landed, and he wouldn't need food again until sometime tomorrow. 

He had slept most of the flight when he woke up to eat his sandwich. He sat up and ate; he knew that meant they were twenty minutes out. He smiled; he couldn't wait to wrap his arms around his girl. She would be in bed asleep, and he would sneak into their bed, already undressed.