“You are a great woman…. I don’t know why but when I speak to you I feel the need to tell you all my shit. Pathetic I know. You just bring it out in me.”
“No, Rich. Never apologise for talking to me about it. You can’t keep it in. You need to talk about it and if you feel comfortable to talk to me about it, that’s just fine with me.”
His lips touched the back of her hands lightly, when he looked up she saw a warm glow in his dark eyes, gentle, loving eyes.
“I’m getting lonely. I need to find myself a woman soon. Otherwise I’ll just have to take you from Jon. With my charms I’m sure it won’t be too difficult.” He has a vulnerable little smile.
She gave him a gentle smile.” You and Jon both suffer from vanity, is it in your blood or does it come with the job description?”
“Me, vain..never!” He rolled his eyes.
Richie leaned forward suddenly and stroke her cheek.
“Do you know how fond I am of you? You lit up this house. You are like a fresh breeze on a hot humid day. I hope Ava could meet you soon, she’ll just love you!”
Cheyenne felt herself blush. She loved Richie dearly but she hoped he doesn’t have any deeper feelings towards her, she would never be able to feel anything deeper towards him than friendship…
“I would like to meet her too some day.”
“Honey tell me how is things between you and Jon?”
“Why, should there be something wrong?”
“Naaa, not really. We had a tiff the night before we flew back..nothing serious..”
“About what Rich…me?”
“Never mind…more coffee?”
Cheyenne stood up.
“No, I guess I’ll check up on Romeo and get to bed. But you have me worried now. What happened?”
Richie stood up , took a loose curl and played with it…his mind going back to that night.
“Jon had a bit too much to drink and he so much as told me to keep the fuck away from you…”
Cheyenne felt her stomach turn….Oh God and now she is standing with Richie in the kitchen with her nighties…she better get back..her eyes drifted over his half naked state…oooh shit…if Jon wakes up..
“What did you say?….Oh shit Richie….”
“I told him to go screw himself and to sleep it off…”
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