𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑽𝑬𝑵 𝑯𝑬𝑳𝑷

Chapter 3

Tuesday: 4:00 PM — Millennium Bridge

With today being the final day in London, Lenny wanted to take a few group shots with his bandmates and crew in general. It was too nice of a location to not take any pictures. Also, it gave him an excuse to see Jimena again. It seemed as if it had been months since he last seen her.

He was still upset about the fact she and Craig had a lunch date yesterday, but what could he do? That was the past and he wasn't dwelling on it. While he was checking his camera to make sure it had a sufficient amount of film in the camera roll, his manager came up to him to told him he had an urgent call waiting for him in the car on the car phone. Immediately, he mind went to his daughter and his mom.

When he found his way to the car, he got inside and picked up the phone from off the seat.

"Hello?" He answered.

"Lenny! Pourquoi tu ne m'as pas rappelé comme je te l'avais dit?!"

Vanessa's thick French accent shouted on the other end of the phone. Seeing as he was fluent in French, he knew every word she was shouting.

"Relax. I got occupied with rehearsals and writing."

"You couldn't spare a few minutes to call your own girlfriend? I was worried sick when Craig told me you had a very bad hangover."

Lenny chuckled at the fact she was so concerned over something he happened to be familiar with. It was cute.

"Baby, it's nothing serious. You know I always go too far when I go out for drinks. You need not worry; touring officially starts tomorrow, so my days of getting drunk are on hold for a while."

"Thank goodness for that. In contrast with me checking up on you, I just wanted to call and say, I miss you. I miss you so much."

Vanessa's words made him smile.

"Tu me manques tout autant, chérie."

Lenny responded back in her native language.

"Oh, Lenny. Tu sais que j'aime quand tu parles français. Ça me rend tellement excitée."

"Je le sais. Pourquoi pensez-vous que je parle français, hm?"

It has been weeks since he had last had sex. He was beginning to feel those urges beginning to awaken. Vanessa would be away in Paris when he needed her the most.

"Maintenant tu me manques encore plus. À plus d'un titre." Vanessa continued.

His attention to her and their conversation was briefly interrupted when he heard a knock on the window. When he looked up to see it was Jimena, he nearly dropped the phone.

With a wide smile of her face, she waved at him before walking away to join everyone else on the Millennium Bridge. As she walked away, he couldn't help but take a glance at her ass. It practically impossible not to look since she had on skin tight yellow hot pants. What he would do to be able to grab her ass.

Jimena had taken his attention away from Vanessa whom was still on the other end talking away. Not wanting her to know he was distracted for a while, he jumped right back into the conversation.

".... Yeah. I agree with you, baby."

"Great! I think acupuncture would be a good thing for us to experience together. I read that it's very effective in calming your mind."

"Acupuncture?! No, no. Nobody is sticking needless in my body. The only time I deal with needles is when I'm getting piercings. And that only last seconds. But have needless stay in me for a long period of time? Not happening, baby."

"Aw, spoil sport." Her speaking took a pause for a moment before she spoke again. "I have to go now. You be safe and don't get drunk anymore, okay?"

"Okay, mom."

She giggled at his playful sarcastic remark.

"I love you."

"I love you too." He responded with a fond smile.

"Okay, talk to you soon, au revoir."

"Au revoir, mon amour." He concluded before hanging up the phone.

He felt guilty when he hung up the phone. He loved Vanessa, he did. But he couldn't help the growing confusing feelings he was feeling for Jimena. He needed a smoke badly.