Thursday, December 24, 2009

Chapter 252

“Want to soak a bit? I’ll order us something and by the time you get out, the food should be ready.”

It sounded like heaven to her and seeing as the meds haven’t kicked in yet she thought it would be a good idea to soak some of the pain away.

She slipped into the warm scented water and lay back, closing her eyes, listening to Jon’s voice as he ordered their food.

The room went quiet and Cheyenne felt herself drifting off.

“You are going to turn into a prune.”

She gasped at Jon’s voice coming from the door. He had a glass of wine in the one hand and a glass of fruit juice in the other.

“God Jon! Do you always have to sneak up on me?”

He snickered, sat down on the edge of the tub, staring down to her breasts peaking out from the bubbles.

He handed her the fruit juice.

“Fresh fruit juice for the pregnant lady.” She took the glass from him, her face flaming as she noticed the centre of his attention.

“You have always had beautiful breasts, but now they are even fuller and your nipples darker. Shit…baby…you’re driving me fucking nuts, you know that?”

“Well don’t look then. “ She batted her eyelids at him and he burst out laughing.

“Oh yeah as if that would happen!”

His hand sneaked towards her breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples to throbbing tips. Her eyes followed his fingers, looking up she met his dark gaze.

“I thought we weren’t doing this Jon?”

He hissed , moving his hand down to her bump, stroking it gently.

“I still can’t believe this! I’m going to be dad again..of twins!”

Her tummy fluttered at his words. Is this his way of telling her he accepts the babies?
Her hand closed over his and she smiled up at him.

A knock interrupted the intimate moment and Jon stood up.

“You better get out before you shrivel up baby.”

She heard him close the bedroom door, stepping out of the tub she walked towards the room.

She was still scratching in her bag for her nighties when he came in with the food trolley.

“Here ya go baby, eat up!”

“In a minute I’m just looking for my nighties. Damn!”

“What’s wrong cant find it? Maybe you consciously forgot it.” His eyes sparkled playfully.

“Oh come off it please! You are so used to being Jon Bon Jovi the rock star you think you are so damn irresistible and no one can resist your charms!”

He gave her smouldering look, his voice a soft growl

“You telling me my charm is not working on you baby? By the looks of it I think you’re lying.”

Her eyes followed his to her bump.

“Oh would you just shut up and borrow me one of your tees please?”

“I kinda like you just like that, without the towel that is.”

“Jon..for fuck’s sake…”

“And you eat with that mouth young lady?” He was enjoying himself tremendously.

She stormed towards his cupboard, grabbing a tee from the shelf, slamming the door shut.

‘Oh feisty little thing aren’t ya, sweetheart?”

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