A Rock & Roll Romance

Chapter Thirty Eight

"Doll?" "Hmm" Meg said from where she was pouring them glasses of wine in Johnny's kitchen later that day. "You signed this paperwork?" He said skeptically holding it up as he entered the room further. "I did." The woman said without a care in the world. She was just wearing Johnny's shirt and panties which was distracting him. "Why? I never even wanted you to see this." He asked. "Because you obviously cared enough about it that you printed it, so I signed it." "But darling.." "Johnny I don't want to talk about it, I get it. You're a celebrity, you're in the public eye, your reputation is only just getting back in order. I have never and never will talk about us to anyone. If this makes you feel better then fine. It's done." She said coldly. He left the papers on the worktop and approached. "It wasn't about you doing a kiss and tell. It was my legal team, and my financial advisor who insisted on it, but then I saw sense and told them no, I trust the girl, especially after you agreed it was more than just booty calls so I ditched it. Sorry that you found it." He said wrapping his arms round her. "Johnny it's fine. You don't owe me an explanation." "I do... and the fact you signed it?" "What bothers you about me signing it?" "Well did you read it?" "Yes I'm not stupid.." "And you were happy to sign up to being my secret essentially." "Yes. I don't need the fancy lifestyle Johnny, we've only been together if you wanna call it that, just over a week." The man nodded before kissing her. "I appreciate that, and I'm grateful that you're more than happy to protect me but next time talk to me, I'm ripping the papers up. We are equal, and besides I know you and trust you. I know you would never do anything to intentionally hurt anyone." She smiled sweetly before they grabbed their wine and headed back up to his bedroom.

"Apart from my films that you claim are the best.. what's your favourite movie?" Johnny asked as they scrolled through a streaming site on Johnny's bedroom Tv. "You'll laugh." "No I promise I won't.. tell me." He said sweetly. They were sat close together leaning against the large headboard. "Dirty Dancing. I adored dancing when I was young, and I fell in love with the romantic story, and watched it over and over." Meg said reminiscing. "Let's watch that." "We don't have to." She said sheepishly, "I want to. It's been a long time since I've seen it." Johnny soon found it on the site and played it.

They were about a third of the way into the film when Meg sighed. "What?" Johnny asked sweetly. "Nothing... it's just I miss dancing." "Why did you stop?" Johnny said pausing the movie. "My Dad.. he was my biggest supporter. He took me to every class, every competition, made sure I had all the right outfits, even after the divorce he devoted so much of his time to something I loved. Mum couldn't have cared less. She had her new life, and her new man. Us kids were just in the way. Then when he passed, she played the grieving widow and didn't have the capacity to push me to continue or to enable me to. I tried for a while but what with school and stuff I struggled to keep up so I stopped." Johnny looked sad. "Oh darling.." "hey I didn't mean to kill the vibe. Sorry.." she giggled nervously. "You didn't. I like learning more and more about you. You could always start up again!" Meg smiled "Maybe... I settled on a new dream anyway." "Go on...." "Well I always assumed or even imagined a man like that coming and sweeping me off my feet, making me feel like anything was possible." She gestured towards the Tv, that showed a rather suave looking Patrick Swayze playing the character Johnny. She bit her lip and smiled, whilst Johnny chuckled "and you ended up with me." "Don't say it like that... I got my very own Johnny." She smiled leaning in to kiss him passionately. He pulled back after a few moments and resumed the movie, throwing an arm round his girl and pulling her close.

As the final scene of the film came to an end, Johnny wasn't watching the Tv anymore, he was smitten with the smile and look on his girl's face. She was taken back to her dancing days and loved every moment. He watched as she danced on the spot and did a little jig under the sheets. It made his heart swell, she was the cutest, and she didn't even know it. "So you're telling me you can dance like that?" "God it's been years since I did that routine but yes, Latin and ballroom.." Johnny smiled proudly. "You're a girl of many talents aren't you!"

The next day Meg finally returned to her own house much to Johnny's disappointment but he secretly loved how she borrowed one of his tee's for comfort and tucked it into her skirt, as he made the short drive to escort her home. After bidding him goodbye she immediately jumped into the shower before planning to video call her sister and sort the mess that was her mother's second wedding.

As she was drying her hair she dropped a message in her siblings group chat, it was mainly used to complain about their mother or to usually announce an old distant relative had passed. She was surprised that even her brother was free, so began the group video call.

After a few minutes catching up the conversation turned serious.

"So what are we going to do?"
"Well Poppy is flying into LAX for Christmas.. then we plan to fly to Cape Town together. What about you Dan?"
"Well I assume Polly and I can use the time we were planning to visit you to go to Mum. How about we fly down on 27th and meet you at LAX. We can all fly together."
"Yes that sounds good. Poppy have you booked those flights yet?"
"Yeahh sorry did I not say. I haven't booked anything to South Africa yet though.."
"No that's fine I can handle that. Dan want to send me your details and I'll book yours too?"
"Yeah that would be amazing sis thank you." Meg had always been the mother figure so no point in stopping now she thought.
"So can somebody actually tell me what happens at a second wedding??"
"I guess it's just like the first." Meghan replied to her sister.
"What? You throw up, Dan strops and I look insanely cute?"
"Something like that!" The brother chuckled.
"Are you bringing your new man?" He then asked.
"Meg he's talking to you!!" Poppy said.
"What?? What new man?"
"You've got a boyfriend have you not?" Dan asked.
"What gave you that idea?"
"Aunt Sheryl messaged Poppy and said you had been acting strangely and did she know anything and with her being the other side of the world naturally she then asked me if you had mentioned anything on your recent visit?"
"There's nothing going on. Sheryl must have her wires crossed. I'll speak to her."
"You can tell us you know. Maybe he would want to come to watch this debacle our mother's putting us through."
"I doubt it." Meg said smirking.
"So there is a man?" Poppy said giggling.
"No, there is nobody. I have to go I need to organise these flights. Love you both." She said and then hung up.

"There 100% is a man." Poppy said to her brother who smirked and replied "Bye Pops."