Thursday, December 24, 2009

Chapter 257

Jon rushed through his meetings like a mad man. He had this intense need to be with Cheyenne.

He wanted to see her, feel her, hear her voice. Lord he just needed to be with her. He wanted to get lost in her love. Seeing her beautiful eyes in his mind, his hands itching to drag her to him and just lay with her on the bed, talking about their future.

The band saw Jon’s haste and smiled at each other obviously the couple had sorted their problems and everyone could breath easy again.

Jon unlocked the door to the hotel room, he was met with and eerie silence. Panic rushed through him for a second, where was she?

He walked towards the bedroom, sighed as he saw her sleeping peacefully on the bed.

He kicked off his shoes, took off his shirt and lay down beside her, pulling her to him, deciding to get some sleep as well. He needed to catch up on some much needed sleep and her warm soft body was the best sleeping potion he could get.

Cheyenne woke up and found Jon’s hard body tightly against her.

Was everything he said last night just a way to get her to stay after he realised she was pregnant?

She pushed against his chest and moved away. He frowned in his sleep, growled, dissatisfied for moving away from him.

She refused to give up and shoved him again. Not wanting him to touch her.

She stood up and sat down on a chair out on the balcony. She needed the sleep. She got very tired nowadays, the babies took a lot of her energy but she loved every minute of it.

She had to get this thing with Jon over and done with so she can go on with her life. This stress isn’t good for her and the twins and this was the last time she would let any man make a fool of her again. Men are users and pigs and there was not space for them in her life.

“Hey baby.” Jon leaned over, kissing her in the neck, his hands massaging her shoulders.

“You feel so tense, whats wrong baby? Not feeling well?”

She shrugged his hands off her and stood up. She didn’t want him touching her.

Confusion clouded his beautiful eyes and she felt herself weaken for a moment. His eyes were so expressive, Lord what a gorgeous hunk of a man…

She shook her head to clear her mind.

“Yeah actually I am not feeling well. I had a shitty day thanks to you.”

His smile gentled. ”Muscles a bit sore baby? They say the best thing to loosen that muscles you should exercise again and I have some good exercises in mind for us.”

Her cold eyes burned into him. “I’m not interested in your bed plans Jon. You don’t need me anyway, you have your fans for that, don’t you?”

That’s when he saw the venomous look in her eyes, his smiling face turned into a confused frown.

“What are you on about? That woman of last night? Oh God please Cheyenne I never thought you very the jealous type…was I wrong?”

Cheyenne went inside, took the envelope from her bag.

“Don’t walk away from me when I speak to you, dammit.”

She turned around, threw the envelope at him.

“I guess its my turn now.”

He took the pictures and Cheyenne didn’t miss the slight shaking of his hands as he looked at each picture intently. He paled considerably, his eyes huge blue jewels in his face.

”Where the fuck did you get this? Were you spying on me?’

She snorted sarcastically.

“Please Jon do you really think I have nothing better to do than to spy on you? Get over yourself. I had a very nice breakfast down stairs when this man appeared at my table. Told me he knew who I was and that I was going to marry you, then informed me that he saw my pregnant state and the he felt he had to show me what a cheating son of a bitch I’m going to marry.”

“Thinking about it now I should have kissed the guy for sparing me a life of lies and pain. I was waiting for you to come back just to tell you in your face what a bastard I think you are and that I never want to see you again.”

She turned to grab her bag, but a cruel hand gripped her arm.

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