Man Of Imagines

For Stevi Part 9

We'd made it to New York the night before and we had the most glorious view from our suite but it was even better in the morning. I should know because I woke up first and called for coffee and our breakfast order to be brought up as I sat up in the bed and stroked David's head. "Precious," I whispered in his ear. "David. It's time to wake up." He just mumbled and rolled over to rest his head on my chest. "No, please, Stevi. I want to sleep just five more minutes," he mumbled. I smiled and shrugged before turning to pat the bed and let our poodle onto the bed, petting his head and David's at the same time was oddly relaxing and as I leaned my head back I began to doze off again. 

When the our buzzer went off, I sat up quickly again and nudged David's shoulder gently. "David. That's the breakfast. I can't get up right now," I spoke quietly before groaning as I felt a pain in my chins. David mumbled incoherently again before sitting up to rub his face and stumble to our door to greet his body guards and the waiter with his sleepy smile. As our table was set up, I sent the dog away to pull my chair closer. Something David didn't tell me about our new dog was how she'd been trained as a service dog to help me. It certainly was a great help for when I couldn't reach the towel in the tub or my chair in the morning. 

"Come along, pup. Time for your walk," Jason, our newest bodyguard, said to our gracious poodle. It was evident she needed to be taken out as she jumped and squirmed at the word 'walk'. It became quiet again as David and I were soon left alone. We hadn't been disturbed by Coco in almost a week because she felt it necessary to take a break. David agreed with her and it was then she apologized for her behavior. 

"Darlin'," David cooed in his bit of accent. "Come on over here and give me a kiss," he spoke softly as he patted the chair beside him. I smiled and rolled my wheelchair towards him as I smiled. Pulling myself out of my wheelchair into the dining chair, I grunted before leaning on his shoulder. "Sure thing, sweetie." I then planted the sloppiest kiss I could on his cheeks, laughing as I pulled away and poured our orange juice and coffee. David chuckled and wiped his face with his sleeve. "Such a stinker," he whispered.

"But I'm your stinker," I said dreamily before sighing and setting my glass down. He smiled and purred while nuzzling my cheek. He was pondering something serious and all throughout breakfast I caught him staring at my hands. "Stevi, will you please come to this show tonight? I think this will be worth getting all dressed up for and afterwards let's go out to dinner." I smiled and stroked his cheek with my cold hand. "Of course I'll come. I only missed the last few because I wasn't feeling well." I rubbed over the smile lines and dimples of his cheeks before dropping my hand to my lap and continuing to eat. "Just remember that you have to leave early for all those interviews at the sound check and pre-show effects check so I'll probably be taking my bath and getting ready then. I'll meet you at the theater or watch from my special place backstage, David." 

"Oh sure, sure," he said excitedly with his fingers tapping away on his knee. "What do you want to do today before rehearsal?" I smiled and thought for a moment before setting my fork down. "How about checking out some art museums and then the zoo." David wrapped his fingers around a cup of coffee for his morning wake up call and nodded. "I love that idea! Then we'll have lunch in the park and come back here for a nap and then get ready for this evening." Watching him from the corner of my eye, I smiled and laughed softly into my orange juice glass. "Marvelous! Then, it's a date!"

AN: STEVI I AM WRITING ANOTHER PART NOW. I GOT WIFI WORKING WELL TO POST CHAPTERS. I LOVE YOU. 

STAY SAFE @SteviFye and y'all pray for Texas and pray that these storms stop if you wish because we all desperately need the rains to stop.