Australian Heat (Mature)

November 6th, 2015

Her back was facing him as she looked out the balcony window, too cold to step out on to it today, Lindsey having a small argument with Stevie that was causing her stature. She was being so difficult, shooing him away with out even having a room to stay in, having to call up Brett to see if he could bunk with him. Lindsey wanted nothing more than to stay with Stevie but she was so worried about her privacy, of people trying to pry in to their business, thinking that if they acted nonchalant about their relationship...that maybe no one would be as interested, of course that would never be the fact - especially if fans found out about their secret. There was no way that Stevie would let anything out about them until she felt the time was right, him not caring in the least to what anyone thought, not even caring about his privacy - he loved this woman and he was damn proud of it!

Placing his hands on to Stevie's shoulders, she tensed, closing her eyes and then feeling him nuzzling his face in to the back of her head. "I love you, baby, I am sorry for picking a fight...I already miss you," running his fingers through her long blonde hair, still messy from the round of sex. "Are you really going to stay in here all day?" dancing his fingers against her waist, feeling the curve of her hips through the satin nightgown.

Stevie had a tissue up to her mouth, silently crying as she turned to face him, nodding. "Yeah I will be in here all day, I want you to please go out and do something with out me..." bringing her hands up to hold his face. "Make it look like we're not as attached at the hip as everyone claims...Just for a little while."

Lindsey pressed his forehead to hers, holding the back of her head as he caressed her scalp, "I'll do what you ask but I can't promise it'll be any fun...you know, with out you."

A smile spread across her face, how good it felt to have the love of her life entranced, absolutely devoted to her. "Then put on a show, you're very good at that," pressing her lips up to his as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

He nuzzled her neck, not wanting to let go of her, cradling her head. "You're the one I put the best shows on for," kissing her soft skin under her jaw.

"I'll see you at soundcheck, okay?" bringing Lindsey's face up by touching the bottom of his chin, looking him in the eyes. "My handsome," giving him another soft kiss.

"My beauty," returning the kiss as he rubbed his hands up and down her sides, biting on his lip.

"Get out of here you horn dog," giving him a slap on his shoulder as she laughed.

"You can't say that you won't miss it..." raising his eyebrows.

"Linds, you're acting as if I'll never let you back in to this room again - now go, be gone," waving him away. "Have fun with the guys but don't have too much fun," winking at him as he once again brought her in for a long kiss on the lips. "This has got to be the longest goodbye in history," placing her hands on the sides of his face. "Really, I'll see you in a few hours."

Laughing, Lindsey grabbed his suitcase and began to head for the door, looking up at her one more time before he blew her a kiss. Stevie sighed, what ever would she do with this man? But she loved it.

***

Leaving his things with Brett, Lindsey claimed that he was going for a walk, Brett wanting to have lunch and Lindsey claiming he'd meet him down in the restaurant before soundcheck. He just really wasn't interested in being prodded with questions now, especially when he wasn't sure how to answer them just yet, as the photos most likely had circulated to the whole crew. The only way Lindsey figured that one out was because the first thing that Brett asked was, "how's Stevie?" It just wasn't the time to discuss it, putting his sunglasses on as he headed out the door and to the elevator to reach the lobby. It felt good that he could still walk around and be semi normal, the only person people ever really recognizing were Stevie and Mick. He popped up his collar and headed out in to the breezy sunny day, thinking of nothing but Stevie. Her skin, her smell, her voice, her hair, the way she would laugh and moan from his touch. She was 99% of his brain lately, smiling as he walked down the street in thought, walking in to a few people and having to apologize as he wasn't paying any attention. A few fans approached him and he talked, taking photos and signing autographs, loving the attention as always but then going on with his way.