ACT LIKE YOU LOVE ME

Chapter 17 - I Wouldn't Change a Single Thing

"In your tears and in your blood

In your fire and in your flood

I hear you laugh, I heard you sing

I wouldn't change a single thing"

(Coldplay – Til Kingdom Comes)

"We're in Paris, we should go out and see it," she giggled.  There was a platter of food on the low table, because they couldn't decide what to get.  They were still naked, in bed, and it was almost three pm. 

"We did that yesterday, and we have our whole lives to do it. Right now I just want to do this."  He picked up a grape and fed it to her, and she placed a peeled orange segment on his tongue.  They grinned at each other and started rolling around, kissing, getting tangled in the sheets.  Eventually he knelt over her, a leg either side of her hips, holding her wrists to the bed and raking her with his greedy gaze.

She laughed.  "You look like a lusty pirate," she said.

"How do you know what a lusty pirate looks like?  What movies have you been watching?"  He bent to kiss her breasts and his messy curls tickled her neck, making her giggle.

"Are you laughing at me, wench?"  He asked in his best pirate voice.  She burst into laughter.

"If you're looking for my treasure, x marks the spot," she said saucily. 

"That's it, that's going to be your first tattoo, an "x" right.......here," he leaned forward and with a comical leer he drawled "where yerrrrr treasure be!"

"No, no, don't ravage me, sir, I beg you!"  She was laughing so hard now.

"Come on," he said in his own voice, bending to kiss her neck, "you know you love it when I ravage you.  I'm really good at ravaging.  Got an "A" for ravaging at Pirate School."

"Oh God, I can't breathe...!" she said between laughs. 

"So not a good time to kiss you then?" he bent and claimed her mouth in a sweet kiss and her laughter faded.  He let go of her wrists and she put her arms around his neck.  He rolled onto his back and she snuggled against him, her head on his chest.  They lay there, not needing anything more right now, he twirled her hair around his finger and kissed her shoulder. 

"Are you coming to Nice with me?  We need to book you a flight."

"Just tell me which one it is and I'll get my team to do it."

"I'll ask Roger to contact Cez," she said drily. "Since they seem to be best friends."

"Where are you staying there?"  She told him the name of the hotel in Nice she had booked. 

"What about you?" she asked, hoping he'd say the same.

"Cez booked a house in the hills for us all," he said apologetically. 

"And then you're off to the UK," she said sadly.

"We've got a couple of days before we head off, if you can stay."

She looked at him sadly, she wished she could.  "I have to get back to LA, we've got a lot to do before tour.  We're off to Australia and New Zealand in four weeks."

"OK," he said.  "So, you're back for Christmas." 

She nodded.  "Big family Christmas in Miami."

"Big family Christmas in Toronto," he said.

He stared down at her with those eyes of his that sometimes seemed golden brown, other times almost green.