Chapter 185

Stacey looked at Richie thoughts rushing through her mind. God he wears a Stetson soooo damn well!

Richie’s jaw almost hit the floor when he saw her outfit.

“Holy fuck, sweetheart! You can’t dress like this and expect me to walk out of here!”

“Why whats wrong?

“Well, your jeans are practically painted on…uuum..the sneak peak into your shirt doesn’t help either. Did you and Cheyenne plan this?”

“Yeah, we wanted the country feel tonight, we are in Nashville after all! If you have a problem with my outfit I can always change.” Her hands moved towards her jeans.

‘Don’t you move and inch, honey. I want every man to eat their hearts out tonight and I’m gonna enjoy watching them suffer, knowing I’m taking you home tonight,my hands taking that jeans off…fuck I think we better leave or we’ll never get to the bar tonight.”

Stacey’s eyes held his captive, walking towards him slowly.

“Baby..I’m warning you…”

“What can’t a girl get a kiss?”

He groaned as she captured his lips for a gut wrenching kiss. His hands stroked over her hips ending at her ass.

She felt his erection pressing into her groin, smiling against his lips.

“This is no laughing matter. I’m gonna be in pain for the rest of the night!”

“Don’t worry Sambora I’ll make it up to you when we come back tonight…”

‘Well lets get out of here, so we can get this evening over as soon as possible.”

The two couples met each other in the hallway.

The men looked at each other then at the women dressed to kill and shrugged.

Stacey looked at them with a twinkle in her eye.

“We were getting tired of you two always stealing the lime light. We wanted to see if we could attract a few cowboys’ attention tonight. We are ready to play!”

Richie gave her a smack on the butt.

“Hey…don’t start flirting with the locals here. I might just pull you over my lap.”

Cheyenne looked at Richie.

“Rich I don’t think she has the locals in mind…”

His eyes widened.

“Don’t let me catch you flirting with Big & Rich. I’ll…I’ll..”

Stacey batted her eyelids at him.

“You’ll what, Sambora? It’s ok for you to flirt but not me? Welcome to the 21st century sweetie!”

“But I’m a rock star I’m suppose to flirt.”

“I’m a woman I’m suppose to flirt too.”

Jon looked at Cheyenne.

“I hope you don’t have the same idea as Stacey, cause I will pull you over my lap and you know it!”

She stuck her tongue out at him.

“You two are in for a treat or a suffering which ever way you look at it.” She had a dangerous glint in her dark eyes.

Jon’s eyes burned into hers, a smile on his lips.

“Don’t do something you might regret later, baby..”