A Piece of My Heart

Part 55: 🎶It's a beautiful day🎶

Enjoy  the song. The opening line fits so perfectly.  I'm trying to make up for the very long hiatus. I'm finally into the  swing of things, and "nothing will stop me now."

Cynthia stirred when she heard the phone ring. Her eyes opened and she thought how beautiful the day was turning  out to be. She was going to marry the love of her life, her business is thriving and Ranier is gone. Oh peace, she thought. She turned over because she had been   dozing on her stomach and the effort to turn caused her such discomfort. My God, I'm glad he stopped when he did, she thought, I can hardly move myself and don't know how I am going to be able to walk comfortably tomorrow.  My God, he's the Jack LaLane of sex. 

"Who was that on the phone, my love"  she asked. 

"Um, that is  what  I want to talk to you about. " Freddie said

Uh, uh, what does he want to talk about. He appears to be so nervous. Is he sorry that he proposed?  Cynthia thought.

She watched Freddie fix himself a vodka tonic and lit a cigarette as he walked over to the bed and sat on the edge.

Oh dear, he needs liquid courage to speak with me

"Cyn, that was a call from Sir Peter. It seems that Prenter has eluded Scotland Yard's detail that was trailing him and he is apparently  enroute to New York now. He doesn't know about Ranier's death and he is probably concerned about his nefarious dealings.  Giuliani has kept everything concerning Ranier under lock and key. Here is the thing, Cyn, he's involved with drug trafficking, possibly the Yakuza and who knows what else. No one knows who really murdered Ranier." Freddie explained.

"We are dealing with a lot of shit."

He looked at Cynthia to see if she absorbed all the information he just delivered to her and all she did was smile.

"What on earth are you smiling about, woman! This is serious business" Freddie shouted.

"He wants us  back in London, today!" 

"Listen, you left Scotty in charge and you trust him.  You can conduct your business from London. I'll give you your own room at Garden Lodge. We'll convert it into  a business office for you with your own telephone lines. I won't bother you, except for an occasional shag. You know how needy I get.  So what do you say?" Freddie said.

"I was smiling Freddie,  because seeing you so serious, this is another side of you  that I am not really familiar with. I know the funny Freddie, the angry Freddie and the amorous sexy Freddie. But I have never seen the serious Freddie, and that brought a smile upon my face."

"I'm saying I am needy right now and since I won't be here for my meeting tomorrow, I don't care if I cannot walk, you can carry me." Cynthia said as she  threw back the duvet covering her and held out her arms to him.

"Make love to me, man, as only you can" she smirked with a raised eyebrow, knowing Freddie caught her innuendo.

"Do it, big guy" Cynthia said, "Because we have a lot of unfinished business to do right after."

Freddie smiled as he started to undress as Cynthia waited with anticipation, and a look came over him and he stopped what he was doing.

"You know, Cyn, sometimes you gotta listen with your big head instead of your little one.  But then again in my case, they are both big. I think we should attend to the business at hand. Sir Peter is concerned for our safety and that should come first. But first, I think I'll call room service and order some lunch. How about inviting the boys to join us. It would be our last meal together in America.  What do you say?"

"I think that would be lovely Freddie"

"What would you like, my love?"

"Hm, I guess just a light salad would be fine and an iced tea, oh, and some dry toast Freddie, I feel a little queasy."

"Okay, let me ask the others what they want."

He made a quick conference call to all, got their orders and then called room service, removed the do not disturb sign and unlocked the door for room service's easier access.

"Wow, having sex with me is making you queasy. Perhaps we should try cutting back at bit. What do you say about that?" Freddie said with an amused smirk.

"Yeah, not likely my love."

Cynthia  giggled and threw a pillow at Freddie's head as she jumped off the bed and ran into the shower, locking the bathroom door.   The last thing she  wanted right now was to be ravished by Freddie and his needs. She needed to get ready for all the preparations that had to be made. It was easier for Freddie, he made a one stop call to Miami, who took care of everything after he heard what Sir Peter had said.

Miami called the boys and explained that they all had to leave the U.S. quickly and that they should wrap up any "business" they they were currently into. He then made arrangements for a private Jet, called London's Queen offices alerting them that they were coming back but didn't want any publicity. They were basically sneaking back into the country.

Sir Peter arranged for customs to usher them quickly through the airport without the usual fanfare.

Phoebe packed Freddie's clothes and was ready also. Now, the remainder of the day was Cynthia's and her tying up loose ends with her business.

As Cynthia showered, she wondered why Freddie was so concerned with her coming back with him. Did he think that I  wouldn't join him. My God, she thought, They kidnapped me, cracked open Scotty's skull and were trying to infiltrate my business. Of course I would adhere to what Sir Peter wanted.

Cynthia appeared in an off the shoulder, white sun dress looking absolutely radiant while Freddie fooled  around with his suites dining table to make sure everything was just right. So fastidious.

The suite bell rang and Freddie called out, "come in."

"Hello Freddie"