Richie, Dave and Tico ordered a virgin Mary the moment they sat down.
“What’s that for, you boys have hangovers?”
“Honey I think we gave hangover a new meaning!” Tico was smiling at her.
“Those uuummm girls kept us on our toes last night….and the booze kept us on our knees. Fuck why do we do it to ourselves? Will we never learn?”
Dave asked, looking so hopeless Cheyenne wanted to hug him.
“Poor babies! Did those bad ladies seduce you…shame on them”
“Oh, great now even Chey doesn’t feel any sympathy for us!”
Richie whined and Cheyenne smiled when she saw his pout.
“Well, assholes I told ya before and I’ll tell ya again…If you wanna do the crime you have to do the time! You better perk up we have interviews and photoshoots to go to they don’t want to see Bon Jovi all withered like a bunch of whoosies!”
They had a great breakfast and by the time they stood, the boys looked their old selves again.
They all drove together to the first photoshoot, they guys hated photoshoots but they knew it was part of the job. Richie smiled and joked around as always and it was not too long and he had all the guys laughing and jerking around.
Cheyenne could only take in all the things the guys took in their stride. The screaming fans when they arrived. The long hours of getting dressed, posing, smiling until their faces wanted to crack.
Everybody was running around and tried to keep them happy. They were Bon Jovi after all. There was something to drink the whole time, chairs for them to sit , people asking if they were comfortable, it was actually ridiculous to see how everybody was going on around them. Cheyenne had to admit to herself that they didn’t act like the guys she new, they were friendly but very professional. The girls on the shoot was falling over their feet to sneak a look at the sexy rockers and Cheyenne snickered to herself…
God I was in their shoes my whole life, how lucky can one girl be?
After the shoot a couple of girls asked for their signature and some asked a pic as well.
The boys smiled and hugged and signed without batting an eyelid.
Richie and Jon were the favourites and the girls looked star struck at their heroes. Jon gave his sexy laugh and that sultry look she loved so much and Richie’s smiles made the girls all weak kneed, and when he pulled them closer for the pics, Cheyenne thought they were going to faint.
Jon was still busy when Richie walked towards her.
“Mr. Charmer I see, the girls nearly fainted from all that charm. You are a heartthrob, you know that right?”
“Oh, I just can’t help it honey, it’s just oozing out of me” rolling his eyes.
“I love myself any other volunteers?” Cheyenne laughed
“Do you volunteer, honey?” Richie had his schoolboy grin again
“Volunteer what?”
Cheyenne looked passed Richie and saw Jon standing behind him.
“Oh I was asking if she’ll volunteer to love me as much as I love myself, and then you interrupted, asshole.”
“So, answer the man, Cheyenne he’s waiting.”
Brown eyes met blue ones.
“Of cause I’ll love you!”
“Oh great! Someone loves me!”
Richie grabbed her around the waist and twirled her around, put her down and gave her a kiss on the lips.
Jon stared at them but didn’t say a thing.
“Sorry, bro it seems you lost this one!”
“It’s alright Richie she may love you but she sleeps in my bed at night.”
Cheyenne went rigid. Jon walked away.
“Oh fuck what did I do now?”
“Jon can be such an ass sometimes. You should know, Richie you know him longer than I do.”
“Yeah, Jon hasn’t been himself lately. I wonder what’s up. Do you know what could be wrong?”
“I’m not sure, but when I’m gone tomorrow you could perhaps have a chat with him and find out what’s nipping at his ass!”
“Shit! I forgot you are leaving us tomorrow, maybe that’s the reason! Honey let me write my number on here quickly before I forget, and remember to call me when you need me, promise?! Write your number for me on this card so I can call you when I miss you too much!”
“I promise, and Richie, thanx for everything!” She wrote down her number and handed it to Richie.
He scooped her up and hugged her so hard she almost felt her ribs crack. He gave her the card and went searching for Jon.
She took the card in her hands and her shoulders started shaking.
Oh, Richie you will be the death of me!
To my foxy lady, from your sexy rocker friend. Call me when you need me and honey, don’t give out my number unless she’s drop dead gorgeous and has a very dirty mind! Love RS
Cheyenne didn’t realise Jon was watching them the whole time. He balled his fists when he saw Richie giving her his card and he nearly smashed his fist through the wall when he saw the smile on Cheyenne’s face when she read the card.
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