A Love Story: The Singer and the Fan

Chapter 10: I Miss You Pt. 2

It's been well over two weeks and Jo's schedule has been extremely hectic.

The singer and the fan has barely had anytime to call each other, let alone time to face-time.

The older woman finished up her international shows and has been back home in the states for three days.

She was supposed to go and see Kassie, but the younger woman had an emergency with one of her events and she had to fly to Chicago to put out a fire and run the event.

Jo told her curly head lover that she understood, and they would see each other when time permits.

Right now, the singer is in Las Vegas preparing for the second leg of her Residency.

The kidz has been hassling her about going to this gay club so she finally agrees to go.

She really didn't want to but she only agreed to take her mind off of missing the younger woman.

"Alright boss. We're about to go tear this club up!" One of her male dancers, Laz says.

He was the one that convinced the older woman to come out tonight and was overjoyed that she complied.

The whole group was walking into the club and all eyes instantly were drawn to them.

Jo immediately smiles and waves to some of the screaming club goers as she is ushered to the upstairs VIP section.

Making their way to a sectioned off area for the large group, Jo immediately sits down in the center booth.

All her female dancers gather around her and they instantly start moving to the beat of the music.

A few moments later a female bartender walks over to the group.

"Hey sexy ladies. What can I get for you?" the blonde and blue-eyed bartender asks.

She is wearing a very short pleated skirt with black ruffles and red lace designs along the bottom of the material. She has on a black and red lace midriff top that is showing off her breasts.

Her small frame is very lean and athletic and the tall black heels she is wearing accentuates her body more.

She leans over towards Jo and says, "What can I get for you beautiful?"

Jo smiles embarrassingly at the term of endearment but speaks out, "Let me get a Tequila Sunrise, please."

"Sure, hot stuff," the bartender says with a wink and sashays her way over to the bar a few feet away.

"Damn, boss lady. I think our bartender have the hots for you," Samantha, her black plus-size backup dancer says.

"I know right. She was eyeing you and I think I saw a little drool too," Dana, her other black backup dancer agrees.

"No. She was just being nice."

Jo says to the two ladies who are still teasing the older woman about the girl.

"Naw...I think she wants your pleasure principle if you know what I mean," Dana says.

Jo just laughs off their antics and shakes her head. She thinks about the one woman who she is yearning for and lets out a silent sigh.

The bartender comes back a few moments later and passes around all the shots and mixed drinks that the dancers ordered.

She walks over to Jo and personally hands her the Tequila Sunrise in a tall glass and a napkin.

Before she turn and walk away, she slip another napkin to the older woman and wink.

Jo look down at the thin paper in her hands and internally cringes.