She Will Be Loved

She Will Be Loved (Chapter 15)

Hannahs POV

I wake up about 3 in the morning and realize Adam still isn't in bed. I rub the sleeep from my eyes and go to pull my hair up into a bun, but feel it's already done. I smile and pet Frankie as I get up to find Adam. Hmm, maybe I should surprise him with the Santa Baby night gown set I bought at Victoria Secret the other day. Giggling I make my way over to the colset and find the red and white striped bag. I pull out the night gown and smile, running my fingers over the red lace corset with white fur trim. Hurrying into the bathroom I change into the outfit, fixing my makeup, and volumize my hair. I put on a little more lipstick before walking out the bathroom. I see the light coming from under the door in Adams office, he must be in there. Opening the door quietly I walk over to him, humming the song "Santa Baby." I wrap my arms around his shoulders and bend over, nuzzing his neck. "Well hello beautiful," he kisses my hand but doesn't look away from the computer screen. Ok this is going to take a little more effort then I thought. I pull his chair out from under the desk. He laughs and leans back, "Baby what are you doing?" I just smile and walk in front of him, allowing him to fully see my outfit. His mouth drops as his hands reach out to touch me. "Uh uh uh, no touching." I say with a sly smile on my lips. Walking over to the stereo I pick out a song the I love and start to dance to it. He laughs as he hears "Sex and Candy" begin to come through the speakers. I slowly start swaying my hips in front of him and reach back, untying the knot on the bottom of my corset. He puts his hands behind his head and relaxs, a smile plastered on his face as he enjoy the show. Slipping the straps off my night gown it hung loose on my body, I turn around and slide it the rest of the way off, covering my breast and keeping my back turned to him. I turn my head back and wink at him, he is now biting his lip and I can tell his hands are itching to touch me. I move a little closer and begin to basically give him a lap dance, allowing his hands to roam my body. Putting my legs on either side of him I sit in his lap, grinding my hips to his. He picks me up and pins me to the wall, the hunger in his eyes. The rest is history.

A few hours later I collaps against the bed, gasping for breath. This man is going to be the death of me. He pulls me to his chest, we are both covered in sweat. I hear his heart beating hard against his chest. "I love you so much." He says between breaths, kissing my forehead. I smile and snuggle closer to him, slipping into a comfortable sleep.

The next morning I am awaken by the doorbell ringing nonstop. Adam, of course, is not even budging. Ugh! I groan and grab one of Adams shirts off the floor and slip it on before running down stairs. "For the love of God!" I fling the door open and scream, "WHAT??" There stands James, Jesse, and the other men from Maroon 5. "Well good morning to you too princess." James says with a smile on his face. "You know the rules, don-" Jesse cuts me off. "Don't talk to you unless we have coffee." He produces a Starbucks cup from a cardboard tray. I take it greedily and turn around walking back inside, they can let themselves in. Frankie runs down stairs and heads straight for Mickey. Sitting on the couch I grab the throw blanket from the back of it and wrap myself up. "Where's Adam?" James asks. I simple point up the stairs while sipping my coffee, not bothering with a real answer. "Asleep?" Again I nod. He nods his head and runs up the stairs, I guess he's gonna wake him up. The thought jumps to my mind, "JAMES BE CAREFUL HE'S-" I'm interrupted by a scream, "DUDE IM NAKED!" I laugh and blow on my coffee. "Oops." The men all laugh and begin to unload breakfast out of a McDonalds paper bags. I snort in disgust, "How can you eat that garbage?" James comes over to me and hands me a tuba-wear container. "Fresh fruit with chickpea pancakes and tofu scramble." I smile and jump up kissing him on the cheek, "You rock!" He smiles and pats my head, "Anything for my girl." Adam soon joins us downstairs wearing his sweatpants and we all begin to eat breakfast then they go up to the studio and begin to work, I go to my studio and work on my paintings. After a while I'm finished but the boys are still working. I go and do my hair and make up getting dressed for the day. I poke my head in the studio and see Adam sitting at his desk strumming a guitar. I walk over to him and kiss his cheek, "I'm gonna go over to Mommys." He smiles and pulls me close to him, "Ok baby I love you." I kiss him again then rub my lipstick off his mouth, "I love you more." I wink and walk off, grabbing my cane and keys before heading out to the car. "Come on Frankie!!" She runs down the stairs and follows me out the front door, but stops before getting in the car. She stiffins up and growls, not wanting to get in. "Come on girl get in the car." She won't budge even with me pushing her. "Frankie, get in the damn car!" She finally gets in and I shut the hatch, walking over to the drivers side door to unlock it, but it was already unlocked. I never leave my car unlocked. Maybe Adam came and got something out of my car? I get in and put the keys in the ignition, turning it slightly. A song comes over the radio and stops me in my tracks. "Every Breath You Take" by The Police. That was Bobby's song to me. My blood freezes in my body, that's when I see it. A plain white box with a white ribbon sitting in the passenger seat. My hands shake as I reach for it, slowly pulling off the ribbon. Lifting the lid my heart stops. Sitting inside the box was a decrotive spoon, a bedazled lighter, a baggie of herion, and a couple needles. Looking at the needles I could tell they were already full. A tag was attatched to the baggie. It read, "I will always come back for you." I reach for the door handle but I can't get out. My body is frozen. He was in my car. He had gotten past security and had manage to get onto our property. I pick up my phone and dial Adams number, my hands shaking the whole time. "Hello?" He answers. "Come to my car." My voice is barely a whisper. I don't even hear what he says as my phone drops to the floor. My hand grazes across to the box, taking a needle in my hand. Frankie's growling becomes more and more distant before everything fades. Just one taste. I could use just one and throw the rest away. It wouldn't hurt anything. Who would have to know?