In My Life I Love You More

Chapter Seventeen

  "You've got everything?"

   "Yes."

  "Did you remember to keep your passport in your pocket?" John shook his head as he zipped the suitcase on his bed, he'd be leaving later that evening and Josephina rung him up, (in what was the middle of the night for her) to double check that he had everything.

   "Yes love, I did." 

   "I'm just making sure. Remember you won't be back in England until after our honeymoon and I don't want you moping about because you forgot something. We get enough of that around here with Colt." She snickered over the line and John sat down on the edge of the bed, the curling line of the telephone resting across his legs.

   "I can't wait to grab you and kiss you." He admitted and he could practically hear her heart beat faster over the line.

   "I can't wait to kiss you too," Her voice took on a shy tone, "I just know we're going to have such a good time."

  "It's a promise." John's lips quirked up into a smile and he could practically envision Josephina returning it.

  "Mmmmm, Mom's been cooking up a storm for you," Josephina yawned and John glanced at his watch, mentally doing the math of what time it was in California, "she lives to cook and having a new mouth to feed that's never eaten Mexican food regularly is a challenge she's excited to tackle."

   "I'm looking forward to being spoiled. New album's finished and a vacation is well needed. Look love, I love talking to you but I think you should get some rest."

  "No," yawn, "I'm fine baby." Josephina failed to make her second yawn and John chuckled.

  "Darlin' I can hear you practically falling asleep. Get some sleep and I'll see you when I arrive." He listened time her sigh and there was some rustling form her end.

  "Okay. I love you John, have a safe flight."

  "I love you too Joe." He waited for her to hang up before he set the phone down himself. He stared at the communication device for a moment and got to his feet, walking down the stairs and into the living room, moving to sit to the figure that watched him.

    "Did you have a nice conversation?"

  "I'd rather not talk about it." John mumbled, looking away, only to feel a hand turn his head to face back.

  "Good. That's exactly why I'm here," she held up a spoon and lighter with a smile, pupils blown having already injected herself minutes earlier, "Let's have some fun before you go away." Yoko stroked his face and John leaned into the touch, rolling up his shirt sleeve while she got out a belt.

  It was the last time, he swore to himself, growing excited as he watched her place the flame underneath the metal cutlery. Just to get Yoko and the drug out of him for good.

   Josephina could never know. She deserved a man who would faithful to her and only her. How could he be that unless he got his two vices out of his system?

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