Infatuated With You (Guns N' Roses - Duff McKagan)

Chapter Twenty Seven

Duff stood in the doorway, watching as I made sure I had everything I needed in my handbag. I didn't see a reason for taking a suitcase with me, I was going home, where I already had clothes in my cupboard waiting for me. So instead, I just packed a couple of things in my handbag. Some spare undies, because you never know, some deodorant and perfume, my purse, some toothpaste and a tooth brush and of course, some gum. That was enough for now, the flight home was going to be tirelessly long, but I could handle it.

"I leave in twenty minutes." I zip up my handbag and turn my entire body towards Duff.

"Wish you didn't have to." Duff's expression was filled of disappointment, but I was sure he knew I would be returning as soon as possible. He was my man, yes Australia was my home and I also had a house, but this place had become my new home.

"Same, I also wish you could come with me." I sighed. "You know I'm gonna miss you, right?" My eyes zoned in on the floor.

"I know that." Duff chuckled. "I mean, after last night I don't think you'll be able to handle some time away from me!" He exclaimed, amusement clear in his tone of voice.

Last night was amazing. It sure would be something I'll be thinking about for the next few days whilst I am away. We had spent all our time together and we didn't go far sexually. We just showered together, cuddled and kissed most of the time. And that was something I loved about Duff. He wasn't forcing anything on me, he was letting it happen over time. Even if he would steal kisses from me, I really didn't mind. I wanted to, and that's why I'd let him do what he did.

Duff slowly walked over to me grabbing at my chin, so I had to look him in the eyes. "I'm gonna miss you." His light brown eyes stared directly into mine. Then his eyes peered away from mine and he opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. He was going to say something, but he clearly couldn't spit it out. It really had me curious as to what he was going to say to me. "You better fucking come back." He states in a firm voice. "Otherwise I'm gonna have to fly my sorry ass to you."

I giggled at his comment. "I'm coming back, don't stress." I got onto my tippy toes and pecked his lips. "You're my favourite person."

Duff shook his head and laughed. "You're my favourite person too, Shell."

Twenty minutes had ticked by fast, and in that time we had all managed to drive to the airport. Duff made sure to have me in his lap as Slash drove the mustang. The entire time, Duff had his arms around me and stared out the window. He was something special, especially to me. He was different, not like other guys. He wasn't even the stereotypical rockstar that everyone assumed him to be. I guess none of the guys were that, they were all down to earth, despite every single one of them were extremely cocky. That's what I loved about them all.

Unlike when Alison and I first dealt with the airport, we didn't have to wait to board the plane. Instead, we pretty much needed to go straight to the jet, as the band had recently bought a private jet just for the band. So I was a little surprised when there was no time to spend at the airport with the guys. As much as I thought it was pretty cool that we were going to take the private jet, I was disappointed I didn't get to spend that last half an hour with Duff.

But just before we were about to board the jet, Alison, Izzy and I turned back to the guys. The first person who ripped me into a brief hug was Steven, he was very warm. The next two people were Slash and Axl, Axl seemed to make a point out of hugging me the longest, to the point where it just seemed off. So when I got to Duff, it was an absolute relief and well, I was pleased if Duff would hug me for as long as he wanted. Duff's hands slid down my waist once we pulled back from our hug, he then proceeded to lean down and give me a passionate kiss. Before we could get too hot and bothered, I pulled back and stared up at his beautiful brown eyes.