Chapter 53

Cheyenne stood up to made some more coffee. Her mind was is a rush.

I never saw this one coming that’s for damn sure!

She was standing with her back to the door and didn’t notice Jon coming in.

“Honey..”

She turned around and bumped right into him.

“I want you to think about this offer. This is very serious. You could start a new life, get away from Mark and be happy again. They guys love you and they want you to come to Jersey.”

“What about you Jon, what do you want?”

“I…”

“Hey keeping our girl busy again Jon. Shit I know she’s damn sexy but can you let her be!”

Richie took his fist and punched Jon lightly on the jaw.

“Hey, asshole she’s not working for us yet! You make your own coffee!’

“Oh what the hell! Thanx honey.”

He gave Jon a fuck you grin when Cheyenne handed him his coffee anyway.

The moment was gone, Cheyenne turned her back on Jon, tears burning in her eyes. She took the coffee through to the other guys. Jon took his cup from her and walked to the dining room, not saying a single word.

He doesn’t want me there.

After the breakfast the guys thanked Cheyenne, praising her talents. She was so glad she decided to do that, it was the last time she would see them all together. Tico and Dave gave her a warm hug and a kiss, and tried to convince her to accept the offer. She just laughed and told them she would seriously think about it, and she promised that she would let them know as soon as possible.

Richie didn’t greet her, he assured her that he was going with them to the airport.

Richie and the boys left. Leaving Cheyenne alone with Jon.

Cheyenne walked over to the dining room, she wanted to keep her hands busy so she started tidying up.

“That’s not necessary. You cooked there’s no need to clean up. Come sit with me please, baby. We don’t have much time left, I just want to enjoy the little bit of time we have left before we have to get the airport.”

Cheyenne couldn’t resist the pleading in Jon’s voice. His eyes were a baby blue and they tucked at her heartstrings.

God will she ever look into those eyes again?

She sat next to Jon, not sure what to expect.. He pulled her into his arms and held her.
He didn’t say a word he propped his head on top of hers and sat like that, in total silence. She could feel his breathe on her hair and hear his heartbeat. Tears were running freely from her but she didn’t realise it until Jon caught a tear with his finger and took her chin in his hand lifting her face up to meet his eyes.

“Please baby no tears, I can’t handle tears!

He leaned forward and caught a tear with his tongue…he groaned and captured her mouth with his. Tasting the saltiness of her tears made something break in inside Jon.
His kiss became more passionate and he pushed his fingers through her hair pulling her closer, needing her closer.

Cheyenne gave into Jon’s love making, his smell drifting up to her nostrils, his hands kneading her nape. She savoured his touch, never wanted it to end.

“Honey, stay with me. Don’t leave me, I need you, the guys need you. Please baby, don’t make me beg!”

Cheyenne pulled back slightly, enough to break the kiss.

“Jon, as much as I just want to say yes, I can’t I have a life. I need to find my feet and there’s a lot of stuff I need to work out for myself.”

The sudden anger in Jon’s face, made Cheyenne back up a little.

“Don’t give me that shit Cheyenne, be honest with me. Are you going back to that bastard you call a boyfriend or did you and Richie decide to hook up after you left me? Fuck Cheyenne tell me, don’t make a damn fool out of me.”

He had her by the arms, and the violent look in his eyes made Cheyenne really scared.

“Didn’t think I saw you two, kissing and hugging each other, not to mention the fucking card he gave you. What is it Cheyenne, Mark or Richie or are you in the market for someone new? “

Cheyenne stood up, her heart in her shoes.

“You will never see me as a woman, will you Jon. You and Mark practically forced me to accept the offer. I did, I gave you everything you wanted. I gave my body , I treated you and the guys with respect. Unfortunately you decided I’m a cheap whore, and that I want to fuck every guy I see. I’m sure you don’t want someone like me working for you. You made the decision easier for me. My answer is no, you can tell the guys I’m sorry but I cannot accept the job. Please don’t bother to come with me to the airport. Our deal is done, please send Richie my love.”

“Cheyenne fuck, what do you want from me! You flirt with Richie, everytime you see him you face lit up. What am I suppose to think?”

“Nothing Jon, you paid to have sex with me , so I don’t blame you for seeing me as a slut. I just cannot work for you. Thank you for these past days. It was unforgettable.”

Cheyenne took her suitcases and walked out, tears streaming down her face. She never looked back and Jon didn’t stop her.

Jon stood there, it felt like the light went out in his life. Cheyenne walked out the door. He stood there, a lonely man.