Cheyenne was busy in the kitchen when the doorbell rang. Her knees buckled, thinking it might be Jon.
”Hellooo, Chey?”
“Oh my God!”
Cheyenne ripped the door open.
“Stace! What in heavens name are you doing here?”
“Richie called me a few days ago. Asking me if I wanna keep you company. Me pass up a vacation at Malibu beach? No fucking way!”
They embraced each other. Stacey stood back ,her eyes widening as she saw Cheyenne’s rounded bump.
“Holy shit, you are huge!”
‘Gee thanx, what a nice thing to say..” Cheyenne laughed at Stacey’s shocked face.
“How far are you?”
“Six months.”
Cheyenne was so glad Richie thought of Stacey. She dreaded to be alone in this huge place. The people were friendly around here and she spotted quite a few celebrities. It was an interesting place to be, but no fun if you couldn’t share it with someone.
The girls had a ball, they went shopping, walking on the white sandy beaches, enjoying the warm nights, just doing girly stuff.
Stacey could see that Cheyenne was really missing Jon, she would sometimes just sit for hours staring into space, her hands stroking her stomach.
“Why don’t you call him, Chey?”
“No, Stace. Its over, I have to deal with it and go on with my life. He’s only interested in the babies and would say anything to get me back. I’m not falling for that.”
Richie called everynight as promised, he always spoke to Cheyenne first, making sure she is ok, telling her how his day was, always mentioning Jon, in the hope it will soften her up enough to give him a call.
She loved hearing about Jon. She missed him so much. If she closed her eyes she could see his smile, his electric blue eyes shining gently into hers.
Jon wasn’t coping so well, He would work himself to death during the day and drank himself into a stupor at night. He was like a possessed man and to see his friend like that, killed him.
Richie send each woman a new cd via a courier.
The note read:
Cheyenne, honey this cd is dedicated to you.
Enjoy
RS
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