Stacey woke up and stretched her limbs, winching slightly at the stiff muscles. Mr.Sambora’s doing..she smiled at herself . He gave her a good workout in bed the previous evening…a good long workout.
She heard him singing in the shower.
At least he could hold a note. He had a beautiful rich voice and she just lay there listening at him singing.
His phone started ringing and thought about leaving it, but after the third attempt she decided to pick it up.
“Stacey speaking.”
“So now you don’t just fuck him you act as his secretary as well? I told him I will not expose my daughter to his sluts. You better tell him he will not see Ava again until he get rid of you and whoever he screws in between. ” The thrill voice on the other side sounded hostile.
Richie came out of the bathroom, seeing Stacey’s flabbergasted look he grabbed the phone from her.
“Hello? What did you just say, Heather?”
Stacey sat frozen in the bed for a while. She stood up walked towards the bathroom, closing the door, not wanting to hear the conversation he had with his ex wife.
She was staring at herself in the mirror when Richie came in, a guilty flush on his cheeks.
“I’m sorry sweetheart. Heather still thinks she can control me although she decided to divorce me. She is a price bitch and I’m sorry for the things she said to you.”
“It was she the night at the bar, wasn’t it? Why didn’t you tell me what she said? She wants to keep you from seeing Ava.”
“I will fight her in court if I have to. I have kept to my end of the agreement and she has to keep to hers. We will work something out baby. Promise.” He pulled her stiff body to his, holding her until he felt her shivering ceased.
“I don’t want to come between you and Ava. You love that little girl and I will never forgive myself if I caused any problems for you.”:
“You will never cause any problems for me. I need you to believe it. When you fly back home tomorrow I want you to know, this is not just a thing that happened between us. I want to pursue this . Come hell or high water we are going to give this a go. Fuck Heather and fuck the world. This is between me an you, k?”
She stared into his liquid brown eyes, her mind screaming the answer to his question.
“Ok.”
“Now get your pretty butt ready, the plane is waiting.” He slapped her playfully on her buttcheek.
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