Chapter 145

“Well seeing we are busy and I’m in the mood to play a little, any requests?”

“O..O me first…I want you to play.. I’ll be there for you..BUT I want Richie to sing it…sorry Jon..” Stacey was very adamant about this and only apologised hastily when she saw Jon’s mock disappointment.

‘That’s ok darlin’…I understand some women like the way Richie sings that song…hell I like the way he sings it, makes me wanna cuddle up to him and give him a big sloppy kiss..’ With that Jon leaned towards Richie and gave him one on the cheek.

Richie moved away so quickly he almost fell from the chair, wiping his cheek vigorously.

“Oh, no sis bro’!! Now I’ll never see this damn song in the same light again!”

The girls giggled at their good hearted banter. The bond between these guys was so obvious and wonderful to experience.

Richie’s rich voice filled the Shoe Inn and the woman sat in silence, marvelling at the private show the men gave them.

After a few more songs…some screwed up horribly, possibly because the wine was setting into the veins, they took each other on for a few games of pool.

The two women, against the guys.

Jon leaned back against the pool table, a shrewd look in his eyes.

“I have a proposition for you two. Since Richie and I am a bit tipsy, I think it would be fair game to make a bet. The team that wins, decides the fate of the other team. The winning team can decide ANYTHING and the losers has to comply, k ladies?”

“Fine, you’re gonna lose anyway!”

Jon grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him. Speaking to her while he nibbled her jaw.

“Then I’m all yours to do with as you please, baby..all yours.” He had that dreamy look that made Cheyenne’s knees buckle.

“But just know one thing if you lose…you’re mine.” He nipped her earlobe, making her gasp, thinking that maybe losing wouldn’t be such a bad thing.

“Hey, you’re playing dirty now…trying to convince her to lose so you can have your way with her, typical man!” Stacey rolled her eyes.

“Chey forget what that man told you, we better win. I can’t be at Sambora’s mercy…” She looked at him and gulped slightly.

“Oh, honey what I have in mind..you’ll enjoy so much you’ll wanna lose over and over again..” Richie looked like a cat that got the cream.

“OOOh, shit, Chey.You see? I’m screwed, I tell ya..”

Devils were dancing in Richie’s eyes…’And then some honey..”

Cheyenne and Jon roared when they saw the horrific look on Stacey’s face. The girl was close to fainting.

Richie handed her the cube..”After you …”