Chapter 213

They all asked for a cup of coffee.

Cheyenne’s eyes burned into Jon’s.

“Jon honey could you help me quickly please?” Her voice was light but her eyes were spitting fire.

She turned and walked away, Jon following her watching as her hips swayed him into an instant tight pair of jeans.

She turned around her eyes flashing at him, Jon almost jumped back, shocked at the murderous look on her face. Here he thought he might get lucky and now he received the stare from hell!

“John Francis Bongiovi. I know you think you are very important and that everyone jumps at your whims and tantrums. I’m not one of them!”

If she wasn’t so mad she could have laughed at the pathetic expression on his face.

No one speaks to Jon Bon Jovi, the rockstar , in that tone, it was certainly the first for him.

“What did I do?”

“You are damn rude, you know that!? I haven’t seen you in days , Richie just came back from his daughter’s emergency and what do you do. You sway your sarcastic ass around and treat us like naughty kids , whose hands were caught in the cookie jar, turn around and storm out. Can you explain please?”

Jon stood there, flabbergasted at her venomous attack yet amused by the look on her face.

“I’m sorry baby. I had a bad day and then I saw you and Richie…”

“Me and Richie what? Laughing.. whats wrong with you? Am I not allowed to talk to anyone if you’re not home?”

“Actually you were feeding him…and he was pulling at your apron strings.” He was pouting.

Cheyenne snorted.

“You are such a fucking idiot. Feeding him? I gave him a taste of the roast you jackass.”

Jon looked at her sweet face a huge frown on her fore head.

He felt like a complete idiot for overreacting, he deserved to be scolded at.

Jon started shaking, pissing Cheyenne off even more.

“What the hell is so funny?”

“I’m sorry baby. I acted like you said, a complete jackass. “

He pulled her towards him, she tried her best to keep her expression serious, but to no avail.

His kiss started light and feathery, her scent driving him to deepen this kiss until they were both gasping for air.

“I..ummm..sorry.” Richie turned to walk away.

Cheyenne moved away from Jon, nodding Richie’s way.

“What?”

“Jon!”

“Richie, I’m sorry for acting like a JACKASS as Cheyenne put it. I had a bad day. How’s Ava?”

Richie burst out laughing, grabbing Cheyenne’s cheeks, giving her a quick kiss on her lips, spinning her around.

Cheyenne was caught off guard.

“You did it sugar! You put Jon in his place..Efuckingventually! Its about time.”

Jon folded his arms, smiling at Richie, shaking his head.

“I’m so proud of you Chey!”

“Richie, are you ok?”

“I’m just perfect, it took you a while but you got it. He backed off the moment you whipped his ass didn’t he?”

Cheyenne looked over to Jon a proud smirk on her face.

“Actually he did, yeah.”

“Didn’t your mamas teach you that its rude to talk about someone when he’s is the same room?”

“Yeah and didn’t your mama teach you to greet people when you come home?”

Jon flipped Richie the bird.

“I said I was sorry, dammit!”