July 1973

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Lola, my love.

Sure knows how to treat her man.

Lola, my love.

She does everything a woman can.

Stevie watched from the control room as Lindsey sang his seductive lyrics.

She knows just what I'm lookin' for.

And in the morning after

I say

‘Lola you sure can love’.

Stevie blushed when Lindsey looked up at her and winked, a boyish grin on his face. “Embarrassed, Stevie?” Stevie looked down at Keith Olsen, her and Lindsey’s producer. “No. Why would you think that?” Stevie replied, pressing her cold hands to her burning cheeks in an attempt to cool them down and rid herself of her blush. Keith laughed. “Sorry Stevie. Y’know I’m only teasing you.” Stevie smiled shyly, turning her back on Keith to look through her bag. “That was great Lindsey. Why don’t you kids take a break? Go out for a bit. We’ll have everything ready for you when you get back.” Lindsey bounded back into the control room, his shoulder length hair bouncing with every step. “Sure Keith. That sounds great.” “Mmm.” Stevie mumbled, not paying much attention to what was going on. She continued to rummage around in her bag, not noticing Lindsey creep up behind her. He slid his arms around her waist, making her jump. “Linds!” She exclaimed, giggling as he kissed her shoulder and neck. “Sorry Steph. Didn’t mean to scare you.” Keith cleared his throat. “I’m gonna go get some more tape and leave you kids alone.” Stevie and Lindsey smiled. “Thanks Keith.” They said together, making Keith chuckle as he walked out. Lindsey kept his arms around Stevie’s waist as she went back to searching for something in her bag. “What’re you looking for?” He asked, before kissing Stevie’s shoulder again. “Mmm… Aha!” Stevie exclaimed, holding up her favourite lipstick. “I was hoping to put some on before you came back in here.” She said sadly. “Baby, it would only come off anyway.” Lindsey rationalized. Stevie thought about it and agreed. “You’re probably right. Plus, I’d rather taste you then the lipstick.” She leaned back against him, looking over her shoulder at his face. “Someone’s eager.” Lindsey quipped. “Ha ha.” Stevie laughed sarcastically. She reached up and scratched Lindsey’s stubbly neck with her long nails, making his shudder. “C’mon Steph. Stop it.” Stevie giggled as he squirmed. She twisted around in his arms so she could face him. “Sorry baby.” She said sweetly, batting her eyelashes at him. Lindsey leaned forward and kissed her nose. “You never have to be sorry for turning me on, angel.” “Oh, it turns you on, does it?” Stevie asked, beginning to scratch his neck again, making Lindsey shudder once more. He suddenly picked Stevie up and ran out of the room with her over his shoulder. “Lindsey! Put me down!” Stevie yelled, laughing when Lindsey patted her on her behind. “A-ha!” Lindsey yelled, finding what he was looking for; an empty office. Once inside, he put Stevie down and locked the door. “Linds, what are we –” Stevie began, only to be cut off by Lindsey locking his lips with hers. “Lindsey, no… Not in public. I – Oh sweet Jesus.” Stevie lost all concentration and common sense as Lindsey began working his way down, kissing her cheek, her neck, the exposed area of her chest... Regaining some focus, Stevie tilted Lindsey’s head up, forcing him to look at her face. “Linds, are we really gonna do this in someone’s office?” Lindsey stood up straight and looked around. “Why not?” He asked, looking back at Stevie. Stevie shrugged; he didn't seem to care, so why should she? He had locked the door... She ripped Lindsey's already half unbuttoned shirt open. Lindsey watched open mouthed as she sat on the desk behind her and began unbuttoning her blouse, revealing the bare flesh beneath the fabric. Within seconds of the last button being undone, Lindsey pounced.

As they lay on the floor behind the desk minutes later, sweaty and breathless from their strenuous lovemaking, scratch marks on Lindsey’s back from where Stevie had dug her nails in, they looked at each other. “I can’t imagine doing this with anyone else, Steph. I can't imagine loving anyone else the way I love you.” Lindsey admitted. Stevie smiled, intertwining her fingers with Lindsey’s. “Me either.” She replied. “Do you think we’ll ever get married?” Lindsey asked hesitantly. Stevie looked up at the ceiling. “I don’t know. Then again, I never thought we’d get together in the first place so… it’s possible. Maybe one day I’ll be ‘Mrs. Lindsey Buckingham.” Lindsey kissed her shoulder. “I’d like that. Someday.” He said, smiling. Stevie looked back at him, mirroring his smile. “Me too, baby. Me too.” 

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