A Deceiving Passion

Through and Through

Every aspect of all their planning had rung true to schedule and everything worked out for the best; September first to the fifteenth, Sofia stayed with Stevie and Lindsey and then went home to be with Maya and her siblings in California. From then on, the band worked like normal all the way till the near end of November.

By the 21st of November, the kids would be off for Thanksgiving break and that worked out incredibly well for everybody; Maya would return to Greenland with the children and they would all three be seeing their father for the first time since June and it was a great visit.

Fleetwood Mac would finish their tour on the 30th, so after the last show, they would pack their things and also make their way to Greenland to be with the kids, just to celebrate Sofia's third birthday and to pick them up to come home so they could make their way to San Jose the following week.

"Well, how about that, baby? You got through an entire Mac tour..." Lindsey pulled her into himself as he backed her into the hotel room.

"Ah, yes... I'm so happy it's all over with."

"No, you misunderstood... You're completely as you were... Just as everybody remembered you... It's all over with. You retracted the rumors and everything," he assured.

"I know and I'm happy it's all over and done with. I can't wait to see all my babies," she assured, wrapping her arms around his neck as she got on her toes to kiss his lips.

Encircling her waist with his arms, he embraced her tightly, allowing his hands to roam her body.

She giggled into his mouth as she pulled away.

"What?" he smirked.

"I know what you're doing..." she pointed. "We have to get on our plane in thirty minutes... We don't have time to mess around. We're supposed to be packing..."

"You're right, we have more than enough time. Just give me ten, pretty lady," he retorted, pushing her into the bed. "We're already almost finished packing..."

"Oh, you think you're that good?" she teased, watching him kneel down in front of her, hiking up her long black skirt. Sighing, she held herself up on her elbows, knowing well she was about to lose time.

"I know I'm that good," he claimed, yanking her panties down. "Just lay down and relax..." he parted her legs and roamed up her body, easily going down on her.

"Oh, my God..." she moaned more to herself, back arching as soon as he began touching her.

...

"Hey, did you check the drawer in the bathroom?" Lindsey wondered as they stood on the street, waiting for Karen to pull up for them.

"I was busy having an orgasm when I told you we had to finish packing..." she claimed, hoping they got every single thing they owned. "So, if you didn't check, I sure as hell didn't."

"I was trying to have a good time..." he smirked. "Clearly, you had a good time too, babe."

She rolled her eyes. "Whatever we don't have, we'll replace," she melted into his side, showing mercy considering they were each caught up in the moment of their feelings.

He kissed her temple, "Despite the music, this is the only thing I miss about touring... Our alone time," he assured.

"Yeah, it's quite an endeavor every time..." she winked. "We've gotten creative over the years, I guess..."

"And even when we're not creative, it's still hot---" he whispered in her ear as he pushed her hair off her neck. "Like, fifteen minutes ago, that was hot..."