It was the last day before Stevie was going to join the other four members of Fleetwood mac for the last leg of the tour in Australia. Usually, she would be happy to leave, as not much was keeping her back home, maybe her dog, but not this time. The thought of being separated from Chad and Greta was terrifying. Now she wondered how Lindsey and Mick do it, saying goodbye to their children, and Greta wasn't even hers! But she kept reminding herself that it won't be for long, just another month and she would be back.
"Are you listening to me at all?" Chad asked, when receiving no answer.
"I... sorry." Stevie smiled apologetically, as she was putting clothes into suitcases. "I'm somewhere else."
"I can tell. What's up?"
"I'm thinking about tomorrow. It's never been this hard for me to leave, I've always wanted to go."
"You don't want to now?"
"No, I do, but I keep thinking about you two and..." She shrugged, tearing up.
"Aw, babe, come here." He held out his hand for her to join him on the bed and she did, cuddling up close to him. "We'll be here, you know. Waiting for you."
"You have no idea how great that sounds." She sighed, closing her eyes. "I wish we didn't ask Amanda to take Greta for the night."
"Excuse me? We won't see each other for weeks, you're all mine until you have to leave tomorrow morning!"
She chuckled, tilting her chin up for a kiss, which she didn't think would escalate into anything, yet Chad had a different idea, deepening the kiss, showing her to straddle his middle. "We have time for that. I still need to-" She moaned, when he started kissing her neck, going up to her ear, gently biting. "I need to finish packing..." She sighed, subconsciously cocking her head to one side, giving him better access.
"You can throw it all together in minutes, that's no excuse." He looked at her pointedly, as she sat up straight, once he stopped, his hands on her thighs.
"Well, I guess I'm all out of excuses then." She smirked, reaching for the hem of her loose chiffon blouse.
"Allow me." He said, taking over the task of undressing her. "I wish you knew how sexy you are."
"Stop..."
"No, I mean it, because you are." He ran the tips of his fingers down her arms and up again, easing the straps of her bra, before reaching behind her to undo the clasp.
"You're of the very few with whom I feel comfortable enough to do this in the daylight. You make me believe it that I am sexy."
"Good, like I said, confidence is everything." He brushed her long hair away from covering her front, as he stared at her and she didn't want to make him stop. "Skinny doesn't equal beautiful, you know. A woman has to look like a woman, with curves in all the right places, there's just more to love that way."
She lay on top of him, capturing his lips for a sensual kiss, while his hands explored her naked back. She then broke it off, sitting up again. "I've shown you some of mine, now you show me yours." Although, she herself pulled his t-shirt over his head, tossing it aside.
"Better?"
"So much better..." She nodded, grazing his chest with her cherry red nail. "You don't just look good though, you feel good too." She said, pressing herself down against his erection.
"Oh baby..." He breathed, twisting his fingers in her hair, bringing her lips closer to his own, as he kissed her hungrily.
Again, she pulled away, now moving to sit lower, giving herself access to undo the leather belt of his jeans, before she grasped him through them. "Mm..." She winked, popping the button and undoing the zipper. "Every woman should be jealous, because you're mine. Every single bit of you..." From his eyes, she looked at his perfectly outlined member, as she licked her lips, touching him through the material again.
"If you keep this up, everything will be over before it started."
"Oh? I wasn't aware I was doing something." She said, trying to appear innocent. "Well, then I better-"
"OH MY GOD!"
"Jesus, KAREN!" Stevie yelled out, grabbing the first thing to cover herself up with, as her assistant was already out of the eyesight.
Suddenly, Chad burst out laughing and so did Stevie, hearing... "In no way, shape or form is that funny!"
"You should have let us know you were here!"
"I did, I said your name repeatedly, but you obviously were too wrapped up to hear me, so I thought I'd come up and find you somewhere around here. And I found too much! Oh Jesus Christ!"
"You can stop shouting and come in, we're decent." Stevie informed, having put on her blouse and handed Chad his shirt.
"I am happy for you, Stevie, really, but please... close the damned door at least!" Karen came in, still shielding her eyes.
"Oh relax. There's little to nothing you haven't seen of me after all these years."
"And I'm glad to have that little to nothing."
"Anyway, what is it you wanted?"
"We talked on the phone, I said I was coming."
Stevie raised and eyebrow. "Yeah?"
"Oh for God's sake." Karen rolled her eyes. "We were supposed to pick up something from Margi, you mentioned it."
"That's right! She made this jacket-coat thing for me. I completely forgot."
"I'm not surprised, since all you care about apparently is having sex with your hot boyfriend lately. Can we go now?"
"Not exactly. It's not the 70's anymore, I do need to wear a bra."
"Right, I QUIT!" Karen exclaimed dramatically, leaving Stevie and Chad laughing again.
The next day came too quickly, as Chad was driving Stevie and Karen to the airport, to meet with the rest of the band. Since the theme was 'I will miss you so much', Karen stayed on her phone the whole time, while Stevie and Chad enjoyed their last moments together.
"Here we are." Chad said, turning the engine off. "I already miss you."
"Me too. You'll walk with us?"
"Of course."
The got out of the car and went inside to find everyone else. They didn't have much time left, so after greeting the band, Chad asked Stevie to step aside, as he once again told her how he couldn't wait for her to come back already and that she should call him at least once a day.
"Right then. Have a good flight, be safe." He said, as they shared one more kiss. "Love you."
"I love you, too." She smiled a little and it was time for them to part.
Christine pulled Stevie into her arms, once she approached them. "He's not going anywhere, love. He'll be waiting for you."
"I know." She nodded.
Unlike too many others, Stevie knew he will be waiting for her.
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Before writing this story I mentioned this was going to be Buckingham Nicks, but now I read your comments and I think you'll be left disappointed if I don't turn this into Stevie/Lindsey story. I'm not sure what to do...
