Night's in White Satin - SEQUEL

Chapter Five

(Howdy friends! So it's been a while. I did have numerous chapters ready until I went back and reread them and just hated what I wrote, so. I think I'll take it one chapter at a time and work on my consistency in regards to posting. I appreciate you all for sticking around and reading <3)

 October

Johnny finished filming a month ago and he finally had a few months to be home. It was nice to be home together at the same time since it had been a while we had the opportunity. We didn't really do much other than just cook dinner together, watch television, and relax. We were okay with that. We never felt like we had to have a sense of urgency to go everywhere and anywhere everyday.

We were sat together in the office. He was sat at his desk, reading through a script -- studying basically. I was sat on the couch going through emails on my laptop. I would catch glimpses every so often of him and watching him as he was buckled down with his eyes glued to the desk and reading ever so quietly to himself. I couldn't help but smile to myself with a sense of relief and comfort. Having him back home for good made it feel like we finally made it the stage in our life and relationship where it's practically perfect. 

I finished up what I needed to and sat there for a moment watching him. Of course, it doesn't go unnoticed by him. He lifted his head and slowly turned to look at me, his cigarette sitting comfortably in the corner of his mouth, a smile spreading across his face. 

"Yes, dear?" He softly spoke. I sighed quietly and sat up, making my way towards him and draping my arms around his shoulders, planting a gentle kiss on his lips. 

"I love you." He shifted himself and pulled me onto his lap, kissing my temple. 

"And I love you. Are you okay?" I nodded and ran my fingers through his hair. 

"Yeah, I'm okay. Just happy you're here. Feels like home again."

"I couldn't agree more. Home for me is any and everywhere you are." I felt my cheeks warm up and butterflies fill my stomach. I've missed this feeling. It feels like the beginning all over again. He planted another kiss on my lips and held onto me tight. 

"You just get sweeter and sweeter, huh? I'll let you get back to it. I'm going to grab a shower and head to bed." I released from his grip and stood up. 

"Alright. I'll be up in a little while, doll." I smiled and headed upstairs to shower and and get myself ready for bed. I got situated in bed and laid there, closing my eyes. A few moments pass and I heard the door creak softly. Johnny had come upstairs and I could hear him shuffling his feet around the room trying his best to be quiet. I was still sensually aware, so I could feel the bed dip, hear him getting under the covers, feel him close me into his body, and smell that familiar cologne that managed to linger slightly after a whole day's wear. I don't think I'll ever get over the feeling of him being home, being in this bed with me, and our bodies pressed together. Of course, it all feels normal again, but being separated for so long it feels all brand new. I'm okay with that.

I had found myself so deep in my senses and thought, I hadn't noticed he had fallen asleep. I could feel his chest rising and falling at a snail's pace. It was comforting enough to lull me to sleep. 

7:45 AM

Johnny may be off for the next few months, but I'm still up and at it with work myself. Malcolm dropped me off and I made my way to my office, preparing myself for the next 3 hours of meetings galore. 

"Okay, I haven't been kept in the loop on you since your birthday. Start talking, missy because the tabloids don't sleep." My assistant practically busted through the door, plopping herself in a chair in front of me. I chuckled and leaned against the desk.