Stevie swishes around the upstairs of her house singing Ebony Eyes quite loudly. She was in an amazing mood and Lindsey smiled as he watched her twirling around.
"Song stuck in your head?" He asked.
"Since Cal Jam! That was so much fun!"
"You looked great up there, baby"
"Thank you!"
"Let's play the song. Maybe that will help"
"Give it a shot" she says. He goes downstairs to find French Kiss in the stack and puts it on the turn table. Their record collection had grown to an overwhelming size since their own respective stashes had been combined.
Well have you seen that girl in the corner
I'd like to take her out of her chains
'Cause if I have my way with you baby I would be changing your life today
Stevie began to sing, dancing around the living room with Lindsey, both of them smiling so much.
Your eyes got me dreamin
Your eyes got me blind
Your eyes got me hopin
That I'll be holding you close tonight
Your eyes got me dreamin
Your eyes got me blind
Your eyes got me hopin
That I'll be holding you close tonight
She was the same as a hundred ladies
But when my eyes looked at her I learned
That she was keepin a secret fire
And if I got real close I'd burn
So it looked like I had to move slowly
Like a cat at night in the trees
'Cause I was waiting for her to show me
The way that she like her love to feel
Your eyes got me dreamin
Your eyes got me blind
Your eyes got me hopin
That I'll be holding you close tonight
Your eyes got me dreamin
Your eyes got me blind
Your eyes got me hopin
That I'll be holding you close tonight
Ebony eyes, ebony eyes
Ebony eyes, ebony eyes
Your eyes got me dreamin
Your eyes got me blind
Your eyes got me hopin
That I'll be holding you close tonight
Your eyes got me dreamin
Your eyes got me blind
Your eyes got me hopin
That I'll be holding you close tonight
The song ended and Lindsey kept singing, pressing Stevie's body firmly into his own.
"Your eyes got me dreamin, your eyes got me blind, your eyes got me hopin, that I'll be holding you close tonight"
"I might just let you hold me close tonight" Stevie says.
"You might?"
"If you're a good boy" she tells him.
"I think I can manage that" he says. "Won't be much longer until we aren't alone anymore"
"Our break is almost over" Stevie moans dramatically and he chuckles.
"I know, baby, but only a couple more months and we will be free from tour"
"Then back in the studio"
"That's true"
"I don't want to go"
"I think you will want to once we've been home for a while. That itch to create, to perform"
"I know, but right now, being with you like this is all I want. I'd give up just about anything to just stay in this house and cuddle with you"
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Love You Enough
FanfictionA Buckingham-Nicks Fiction. A split-second decision is made- will it bring them closer or push them even further apart?
