A Rock & Roll Romance

Chapter Twenty Five

Travis immediately tried to brush over his comments but Meghan questioned him once more. "He made you spy on me?" "He was just concerned that's all. It's nice that he's looking out for you, take it as the compliment it is." Meghan shrugged she assumed Johnny was just looking out for her, after all he couldn't care for her anymore than just like a friend would as he had made no attempt to repeat their kiss from days earlier. She nodded before finishing her drink, "Yeah I guess, well thanks for looking out for me Trav but next time just tell me ok? Stop with the Bond shit." "I promise!" He said chuckling before knocking back his drink. "I should get going." He stood kissed the girl's head and showed himself out.

Meghan climbed the stairs and headed into her bedroom and started to get ready for bed. She removed her make up, undertook her skincare, and climbed into bed. She had enjoyed every second of the evening, she really felt like she had found herself once more. Although the bombshell from Travis was enough to confuse a girl, she knew that Johnny probably meant well, but still refused to let any thought enter her head that it was anything more than friendship.

Late the next morning Johnny was awake and headed down into his kitchen greeting Hilda the housekeeper and pouring himself a coffee. Travis emerged in work out gear clearly finishing up in the home gym. "Morning Boss. You ok?" "Grand thanks. How are you? How was last night?" "Yeah was nice. Nothing much to report at all, she danced she had a good time and I dropped her home." "That was it?" Johnny asked inquisitively. "Yeah, I went back to hers, drank some whiskey and then left about 2/3ish I think. That reminds me I need to go get the SUV from hers." Johnny nodded slowly, did his security guard have feelings for Meghan too, what were they doing going to hers until the early hours? God this was getting more complicated by the minute he thought to himself. Johnny decided he needed to act, not necessarily on his growing feelings for the woman but at least act to save their friendship. They had barely spoken since they shared the kiss and they weren't teenagers.

Hey Doll. Hope you had a fun night x x

Why don't you ask your henchman baring in mind you asked him to spy on me?

Johnny's eyes widened and he looked up at Travis, "You fucking told her I asked you to follow her?!" " I didn't mean to it kinda slipped out. Besides can't you two just sort what you need to and get together it's getting quite tedious." Travis said munching on some toast that Hilda just prepared. The woman smirked "He's not as impulsive as he once was, leave him be." She said supporting Johnny.

I did it to protect you. I'm sorry if you think I overstepped the mark. X

I'm not a baby. I don't need protecting.

Clearly not if you're out dirty dancing with strangers in strange cities until the earlier hours.

Dirty dancing? What has gotten into you? I'm a dancer, there was nothing dirty or seedy about it, and maybe if you weren't such an ass I would have invited you and you could have seen for yourself that I was ok.

Johnny pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes, this was not how he thought reuniting with her was going to be. Instead he shoved his phone into his pocket and headed to the front door.

Meghan was sat sipping coffee in the living room overlooking the pretty garden in just her satin slip and robe enjoying a lazy morning. Her phone notified her of a text and somehow she had ended up in a heated debate with Johnny at 11am on a Saturday. She couldn't believe the nerve of him. Wanting to protect her, yet accusing her of acting seedy and dirty dancing, yet he wasn't even man enough to address the elephant in the room that was their kiss.

She heard a loud bang and the front door flew open. "For fuck sake I don't have security watching you now. Lock the fucking front door in future. Anyone could have walked in." Johnny said clearly agitated. He was in dark jeans and a paint splattered tee. "Anyone DID just fucking walk in!" Meghan said appearing in the doorway to the living room with her mug in her hand. The sight of the woman, make up free yet still stunningly beautiful, her long tresses framing her face, and her long slender legs on show thanks to the robe finishing mid thigh completely knocked the wind from his sails. He had lost all of his thoughts and now stood awkwardly in the foyer with no real plan or notion as to why he had come here. "Can I help you? Come to throw further insult at how I spend my free time?" She asked sarcastically. "Umm, no, no I haven't." "So you admit, what you said was fairly insulting?" "You were salsa dancing with strange men from your gym!" He said throwing his hands in the air. Meghan's eyebrows furrowed. "SALSA. Not lap dancing, not stripping, and anyway what's it to you? I'm free and I'm single." Johnny swallowed slowly. "And anyway have you ever danced a salsa? It's not as dirty as you're imagining." She stepped closer placing her mug on the large table that sat in the middle of the foyer, regaining her composure, she held out her hand. He slowly moved towards her and took her outstretched hand as she pulled him into frame. His eyes widened as he noticed what she was doing. Her hand trailed intimately down his back to just above his ass and moved across "This leg first." She whispered. Meghan felt hot, flustered all of a sudden, and she was sure it wasn't the Californian heat. "Move towards me." She slowly looked up into his eyes as she counted under her breath. "1,2,3,4" they moved and she guided his body to do a basic salsa routine. Johnny although many a time had told her he wasn't a dancer picked it up exceptionally fast, well enough for her to lift his arm and her to spin under it back into his embrace. Their bodies were extremely close, radiating heat, they continued to move as one, their bodies fitted together like they had always danced together. She had lost count and now they were just free styling, with the only sound being their heavy breathing.  He pulled her in for an extravagant dip and spin, her robe slid up exposing even more thigh than it did before. He gently pulled her in close to hold once more and kept his arms around her, she caught her breath and looked up into his gorgeous brown eyes. "Now you can invite me next time you go." He said quietly making her blush more. She couldn't imagine dancing that intimately in public. "It's not dirty, unless you make it dirty." She said in nothing but a whisper. "I kinda like making things dirty." He muttered brushing a strand of hair that had fallen across her blushing cheek. "There's nothing wrong with being dirty, if it's with the right person and in the right sense."

Johnny immediately lent in and captured her lips with his, her tongue fought his for dominance and a little moan escaped her mouth creating the perfect entryway for his to invade hers to explore. His arms were still around her tightly, and his hands rested on the perfect curve of her rear as he pulled her closer to his own body. Her hands were lost in his hair and then trailed down his muscular back. She felt every muscle tense under his thin t shirt, as their kiss continued. Without thinking and with much encouragement from his hands she jumped into his arms. Her legs wrapping round his waist as he walked them towards the console table near the corner of the room, he placed her gently on the edge and pushed her back slightly. He stood inbetween her legs as her hand fisted his top pulling him closer. He smirked at her desperation before resuming one of the best make out sessions he had ever partook in. Her robe had come undone with the dancing and now this intimate action as he allowed his hands to wander freely across her satin clad body. The thin material doing little to hide her curves or the feel of her as his fingers grew more adventurous around her cleavage. Finally the need to breathe became too great and they pulled back, Meghan kept her eyes closed as she rested her forehead against Johnny's gasping for breath. His actions mirrored hers, and he slowly opened his eyes before she did the same. "What are we.." "We should.." they both started nervously before Meghan bit her lip. "I say we talk later..." she said quietly. Johnny smiled smugly. Her hair was messy and her face was flushed but god did he want her. "Good plan..." he said before she tightened her legs round his waist pulling him closer and they began kissing once more.