The next few days pass in a blur between spending time together, Jon having to work and being on the phone constantly to the suits.
Cori had enough twenty-one times, the phone had rang so far. It wasn't even lunch. She pulled all the phone cables out of the sockets. She was busying herself in the kitchen when Jon came in. She hopped up on the counter, and Jon stood between her legs and wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
"I am sorry, sweetheart. They are all flapping and panicking; they don't want to lose momentum. And apparently, I'm all over the papers; someone recognised me even with all the hair and sold it to the papers."
"It's fine, Jonny. Just the sound was driving me insane. How's the plans for the next album looking?"
"Good, really good. I think the break and my getting myself sorted out have helped massively. I don't feel like I have a block there anymore. I love writing and composing music again. Look, I have a proposal to run by you. I know we aren't sleeping in the same room yet, but I was thinking I may move out to the guest villa with all the work piled up, and the phone will ring non-stop until we get it all settled."
"Oh! If that's what you must do, Jon, go for it."Cori felt a little discouraged, thinking Jon wanted to leave the house.
"Baby, I'm not moving out there permanently just all my work is out there, it has a separate phone line so you won't be bothered, I will come in and see you all the time and just means I'm not going to disturb anyone when I come to bed at silly o'clock." Jon picked her chin up to raise her face to meet his and gently pecked her lips.
"What was that for?" She looked deep into his eyes, her eyebrow quipped
upwards.
"Those lips looked lonely, and well, I couldn't have that now, could I?" His tone is cocky, and his eyes sparkling with mischief.
"I guess not; what are you planning?" She felt a little suspicious of him; he had that look of trouble.
"Nothing, just enjoying this moment with you."
"Ok. So, what are your plans for the afternoon?"
"Well now all the phones are down and we can't possibly be contacted, I'm thinking something involving you me and......" he left it it there knowing it could mean anything, he knew the first thing would be sex on Cori's mind. Jon doesn't want them to rush into anything; he wants them to get to know each other again. The night they got high, they had been having a really deep, insightful talk, and both realised that they wanted to make this work and that they didn't want to rush into sex. They have fooled around and acted like horny teenagers most of the time, teasing each other with small touches, kisses, etc.
Just as Jon bent down to kiss her, a loud BANG made him jump. The front door slammed into the wall behind it, followed by two screaming banshees and a little voice screaming his head off.
"Enough! Jon turned on his stern daddy voice, the noise cutting out instantly, and they all stood stock still.
He walked up to them, stating that they would speak one at a time, and if any of the other two made a peep, they would lose TV privileges for a week.
One by one, they all took turns; the girls were squabbling about something with each other, and Hunter, feeling left out, decided to scream his head off.
The kids got shooed away to get changed from their uniforms, and get their school work started, their nanny had gone up with them to help them out.
"You turn me on when you get all tough, Daddy," Cori whispered into his ear as she walked back into the kitchen.
"Fuck, you made my dick twitch." He whispered in her direction. Cori giggled as she rounded the island.
"I fucking love the sound of your laugh," Jon's husky voice filtered through the kitchen, making Cori blush. They both loved these moments together, it had felt like too long since they had enjoyed each others company and had fun while doing it.
