I had everything ready, and Jon and I were supposed to meet at the same hotel where he was staying with the band, "The "Beverly Hilton". Only the guys in the band and him were expected to show up downstairs at the lobby for check out. I was waiting just right there at the fancy looking reception area decorated with french furniture. My heart was racing faster than normal this time. I was sweating my forehead and I was very nervous.
Suddenly , the elevator door opened, and all the guys were standing .Jon, Richie, Dave, and Tico and Alec. Jon raised his arms in the air cheerfully as soon as he saw me waiting for him in the lobby, so I ran to him. He wrapped me in a big hug and kissed my hair softly.
"baby, you look so beautiful. Are you ready, sweetheart?" he wondered.
"Totally,love " I replied kissing his soft plump lips.
Jon was sexier and cuter than ever. He wore a pair of tight black vinyl pants, a gray shirt half unbuttoned leaving his chest bare, black jacket and aviator sunglasses of the same color. Seeing him so hot and sexy and with his skin in contact with mine, I skipped a heartbeat and my pulse got even more speedy. The boys in the band joked with each other, especially Richie joked about our cuddling and kissing and was making fun of us for calling each other cute names ,cuddling and so smitten . Then the band manager, Doc Mc Ghee,led us to the reception area and told all of us that a limousine was already waiting for us outside. We got into the limo and went straight to LAX to board a flight to New York. Once in the limo and heading to LAX, Jon and I talked, he kept smiling at me all the time , but his sunglasses were not removed. While he spoke to me with his shy and soft-spoken voice , I still remembered what had happened with us the night before, how we made love for the first time . I rush of heat invaded my body into thinking I had made love to the most gorgeous man I had ever seen.
We removed our luggage from the limo and then we got in line to board our flight. Both my luggage and passport were all set up at the last minute. An hour later,and with delayed included, we all got to board our plane to NYC. Nerves started to haunt me, and I held Jon's hand tightly as soon as the plane was getting ready for the take off. He smiled at me again.
"are you okey, baby?" - He asked with his shy, sweet voice.
"No worries"" I replied trying not to show myself nervous - "I traveled two months ago to New York for a fashion show .I just wanted to hold your hand."
He grabbed my hand and kissed me gently when the plane finally took off.
Throughout the trip I had my head resting on his soft fluffy chest , his hand was wrapped around my waist until I fell asleep on his chest and in a couple of hours we were finally in New York.Checking out at the airport was really fast and no delay at all. There was another limo waiting for us to take us to New Jersey.
"Ready?" Jon asked
"Always" I answered smiling
Jon took my luggage from the back of the shuttle and gave it to a guy attendant to place it in the other limo. We had an hour and a half trip from from NYC , to downtown New Jersey and then headed to Sayreville.
It was a beautiful small town, totally different from New York, who was full of tall tower kind buildings and so much traffic congestion. Sayreville had very few buildings and there were just a few cars passing by the street. It was a very quiet place.
Jon arrived at his apartment. We both got off the limo, and when we reached his apartment building front door.Suddenly , Jon scratched his chin and looked hesitantly funny.
- "What's up, babe? "I asked
- "Well? I haven't been here for a while"- he said laughing and still scratching himself.He looked so cute and funny. "So, that means everything is a hell of a mess ... please, don't freak out," he said laughing.
He opened the door and even if he told me not to freak out beforehand , I literally did. He warned me about that the place would look a hell of a mess ,and eventually it was a total mess. The place looked as if a natural disaster had taken place weeks ago in his apartment and all the stuff laying there was the trace of a hurricane. There were dirty clothes everywhere on the floor, dirty dishes, glasses and cutlery all pilled up in the kitchen sink , and pizza boxes all around the place.
"is this your place or has a hurricane hit your apartment so bad while you were out of town?" I asked in surprise and in a funny way.
He chuckled.
"welcome to my place, baby," he said smiling and I melted.
"Oh my God" 'I complained - "So let's clean this mess right now."
I had never had so much fun cleaning with someone .Jon turned on the radio and we danced and sang songs while we picked up the garbage, put all his dirty clothes in a basket and then in the washing machine to wash.Then we polished and mopped the floors. The radio was tuning the song "show me the way" by Peter Frampton.
"I want youuuuu ... show me tha wayyyy ... every day" -we both sang and kissed each other , as we bumped into each other through the living room and kitchen corridor. Once Jon's place was clean and tidy, we had time to cuddle and enjoy ourselves with quality time.The place looked so adorable that we even had time to order pizza and watch a movie.
"Do you see how everything looks better and even fancy when it is clean?" I said smiling.
"well, not fancy baby but that's okay" he said wrapping me in his arms and kissing me on top of my head .
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On My Bed Of Roses.
FanficSinopsis Once upon a time, not so long ago ... a little hometown boy from New Jersey, with a dreamy smile, blue eyes like the ocean stole my heart . Until the present day, my heart would never be back on me. I hold my desperation to want to regain...
