Chapter 12

Gail awoke in the morning and wondered if it had all been one of her hot and horny dreams, reminding her she hadn’t had sex in well over a year! Her hand went to her lips, bit puffy, but she’d probably been making out with the damn pillow again!

Looking at the clock she sighed, just after six thirty, damn! She knew there was no way she was going back to sleep. So, crawling out of the ‘pit’ she headed for the loo and a wash.

Half an hour later she was dressed in her sweats, sipping coffee and buttering her toast, she just went to take a bite and the phone rang. What the hell?

‘Hello?’

‘Hey boss.’ Mon’s perky voice whizzed over the line.

‘What’s the matter, place burnt down? Alarm going off, Jesus Mon you don’t normally crawl out of bed till half and hour before you start work.  So again, what’s wrong?’

‘Oh, come on! You knew I’d ring, Christ you think I’d let it go that you had your hands, on Jon Bon Jovi, you really have lost it Gaz!’ Mon laughed.

Gail sat there stunned, damn it wasn’t a dream she really had done all that shit with, and too them, last night, crap! She re-tuned in to what Mon was saying.

‘So, what happened, was Jon’s skin smooth, was his ass as tight as everyone thinks it is, what’s Jon and Richie really like, did they leave straight after, did you kiss them, oh come on Gaz spill!’ She finally inhaled.

Her stunned boss was sitting slowly playing over last night, and then she remembered the car park and choked on the sip of coffee she’d just taken!

‘Gaz, you okay there boss lady?’

‘Yeah fine, I inhaled as I swallowed.’ She touched her lips again, so it wasn’t pillow puckering, she really had tried to shag Richie Sambora in the car park for all to see, she groaned loudly.

‘Don’t make me come over there, talk to me!!!!’ Mon was getting over excited now, she and all Gail’s staff knew of her love for Jovi, and her lust for the dark one!

‘Okay calm the hell down kid!’ She knew that irked Mon and she heard the growl and smiled. ‘Yes, Jon’s skin is soft and toned, and yes you could bounce those quarters off his butt.’ She heard Mon groan, she’d become a fan and was a real Jonny girl. ‘They are both adorable and full of fun, they eat like horses.’

‘You went out for dinner with them? Holy shit lady!’ Mon went into shock, her boss and two of their favourite rockers, damn!

‘I was hungry and so were they, Mai loved to feed them.’

‘You didn’t take them there?’

‘Why the hell not, its fantastic food, even Jon and Richie loved it! And you know me, I like things simple. It was a nice dinner, and then I left, end of story!’  She smacked her hand to her head, she hadn’t given Richie her number, of all the stupid dumbass things she’d done in her life that took the biscuit. She started cursing out loud, forgetting about Mon for a minute.

‘Gaz, Gaz, hey GAIL!’ Her shout finally pierced her mutterings.

‘What, oh damn sorry Mon.’

‘What did you forget to do?’

Gail thought fast on her feet, no way in hell she wanted Mon to have the info, she was a gossip! ‘I forgot to get their autographs and a picture, shit!’

‘Oh, I thought it was juicier than that.’ She was disappointed. ‘So, did you kiss one of them?’

Gail knew if she didn’t give a little there’d be many annoying phone calls, ‘Yes I kissed both of them.’

She held the phone away from her ear; she’d learnt long ago Mon was loud on the phone when excited. ‘Holy shite you kissed both Jon and Richie, oh my god, oh my god!’

Gail laughed, ‘I kissed both of them on the cheek!’

She could hear the gears clashing and Mon’s brain down shifting into a lower one. ‘The cheek? That was it? Oh, hell boss why didn’t you lip lock em?’ Gail heard the sadness in her voice.

‘Because they’re normal guys and I don’t French men I’ve just met!' Liar she called herself. 'Now, I’m going to finish my coffee and toast and I’ll see you about ten.’

‘But Gaz you finished last night!’ She sounded so confused Gail couldn’t help but chuckle.

‘Well if you don’t want me to pay you, then I won’t come in.’

‘Ah damn forgot you’re doing this last one, yeah can’t wait to see you! Love ya Gaz.’ And she quickly got off the phone.

Gail laughed loudly, she loved that kid. She always knew when to run and hide.

Taking her coffee, she slapped it into the microwave to reheat it, time to work out. She grabbed a towel and headed downstairs to her basement. Not many houses have one, but she’d struck lucky, and in it a running machine, weights and other bits and pieces. She grinned at one particular piece of equipment, and stripper’s pole! With dirty thoughts of Richie floating about her head she stripped to her work out bra and panties, put on a Jovi and Nickleback compilation CD with a grinding beat, warmed up, and then headed for the pole to work out some ‘tension’!

Chapter 11

Richie couldn’t believe he was in a damn car park getting hot and heavy with this woman! Fuck anyone would think he had no finesse!

They broke apart, panting and leant forehead to forehead, his arms about her neck, hers about his waist.

‘Damn I think the place combusted?’ He laughed softly into her hair.

Gail nodded, she couldn’t find her voice at all, lord this man could turn her to mush with one hot and steamy kiss, she didn’t stand a chance.

Finally, her voice came back, ‘Rich I need to go home, alone! And as much as I would like to see where this.’ She gestured at them, ‘Is going, I don’t jump into bed, even if you are a rock star!’

‘Damn you don't?’ He laughed down at her, his fingers playing with her hair. ‘Gail darlin, I’m not looking for a one-night stand, I passed that over a decade ago. As much as I’d like to push you and see if you’d give in, I won’t. I don’t work like that.’

‘You sure?’ Then laughed at him.

‘But I will need your phone number and address; I don’t plan on letting you go without being able to contact you again.’ His head bent and started to sip at her lips again, he heard her groan and her hands reaching into his hair and pulling him closer. He couldn’t help himself, he pulled her flush up against him. His hands wound into her hair, not wanting to let her leave.

Gail didn’t know which way was up, he had that wicked mouth on hers and all rational thoughts fled her brain. She noticed as her crushed her to him, he wanted her, oh my god how he wanted her. Her breasts pebbled at the thought of him buried deep within her.  She whimpered in her throat, closing the distance even further, a gnat wouldn’t get between them.

They kissed for what seemed like hours, little noises coming from both of them.

Richie finally came to his senses as he started to reach for her breast, they were in a damn car park, shit! ‘Darlin I think we need to cool it before we get arrested for lewd conduct and nudism.’ He chuckled at the blush sweeping her cheeks, hell he wasn’t joking he just wanted to strip her off and lean her over the bike and fuck her senseless! Jesus Sambora, you need to stop thinking like that, his dick didn’t agree with his brain.

Gail started to search her pockets again, lust and want singing through her veins. Christ, she knew the thoughts she was having weren’t because of who he was, he just pushed every one of her damn buttons. Christ those lips were warm, wet and so bloody soft! And that tongue, she felt her womb quiver with the thought of his using on her. ‘Aw shit, I must have left my keys on the table!’ She really didn’t want to go back in and see Jon again, especially was she’d nearly raped his wingman in the car park!

He registered what she’d said, and remembered he’d got the keys, now where the hell were they? He started to pat his pockets, and then remembered they were in his hands when he’d started kissing Gail. ‘I have them.’

Gail looked up into those chocolate pools, and remembered why she’d done so, ‘Where are they.’

‘No fuckin clue, I started to kiss you and bang they’ve gone!’

‘Shit Sambora you better not have lost them!’ They moved away from one another and started to check the ground.

‘Got em!’ Richie bent down and from the far side of the back wheel pulled out the keys. He handed them to her and she hopped onto the bike, pushing the key in and pressing the button her baby roaring to life.

‘Thanks for a magical night Richie.’ Before she could pop her helmet on he leant over and bussed her lips.

‘Me too darlin, me too.’ She put on the helmet and he told her to drive carefully, she saluted him and took off.

He went back into the restaurant and sat down, Jon giving him a look, ‘Where is she dumbass?’

‘Heading home.’

‘You let her go; you nearly scorched the damn bike kissing her!’ Jon rolled his eyes.

‘Shit you watching again?’

‘I went out to see if she was okay! And there ya were.’ He gave a dirty leer.

‘Well she’s gone.’ Richie looked like someone had broken his favourite guitar.

‘But you are seeing her again? Right?’

‘Yeah cause, I’ve got her cell and her addre……. Shit! She didn’t give me it. How fuckin stupid am I?’ He put his head in his hands, what a moron!

‘Calm down bro, you know where she works; we can get hold of her through them.’ Jon slapped him on the shoulder.

‘You mean where she used to work!’

‘Aw come on she owns the damn place, it won’t be that difficult, trust me!’

Richie gave a derogatory snort, but knew Jon was right, he’d find her again. ‘Frank, we need to talk about you and that job offer!’

Which they did.

Chapter 10

By the time he hit the car park she was stood by her bike and searching for the keys. He calmed a little knowing she wouldn’t be going anywhere, she’d left the keys on the table, and they were now in his hand.

‘Gail darlin, calm down before you drive off and hurt someone.’ He kept the keys quite in his palm.

‘I would but I’ve lost the bloody keys!  What the hell's wrong with Jon, I’ve only just met you guys and boom job offer!  Does he always do things like that?’ She patted her pockets again, trying to ignore how close he was and she could smell his scent again wafting under her nose. She prayed that someone would give her strength not to throw herself at him!

‘Nope, he’s never done that in all the years I’ve been with him! You’re the first honey.’ He wondered what she would do if he pulled her into his arms and kissed her again, but this time properly?

She stopped, taking in what he’d said; she was the first-person Jon had ever offered a job to out of the blue, well hell! Damn it in five seconds she was going to jump him if he didn’t move off! ‘You’re telling me he’s never done that sort of thing before, pull the other one Richie!’ She gave an un-lady like snort.

Instead of moving away he crowded nearer to her, so his legs brushed hers; making her sit down, he rested his hand on the tank leaning into her, his mouth so near. ‘Nope, never! I wouldn’t lie to you darlin.’  He decided what the hell and closed the gap, well he thought he did!

Gail felt his breath on her lips and thought, sod it, and moved towards him.

Lips slid together, wet and hungry for the touch, the taste. Gail’s hands slipped up to his shoulders, pulling him closer. Richie’s hand moved from the tank to her thigh, he felt her jump. His other cupped her head and held her to him as he deepened the kiss. Her keys falling to the ground, unheard.

‘Go on man give her one!’ And laughter made them jerk apart, breathing heavily.

‘I think I’d better go.’ She licked her lips his taste still on them, and lord he tasted mighty yummy.

‘Why? Come back inside with me.  I can kill Jon off and we can finish dinner!’ He gave her his best puppy dog eyes, the one that made lesser women crumble. She laughed and shook her head.

‘Really, I should get going, I need some sleep. It’s been along day for me seeing as I had an extra client.’ She smiled at him, gawd the man was just plain hot!

‘Not even if I say pretty please with me on top.’ The last part said in a husky whisper, his lips claiming hers again.

Gail felt her heart hit the back of her throat at the last part of his statement, and then he kissed her again. Christ, he really didn’t play fair! He pushed between her legs so she nestled him there.

He finally moved away from her lips and she sucked air into her starved lungs only for it to whoosh out a second later as his talented tongue found her ear. The urge to wrap her legs about him was over whelming.


From the doorway Jon grinned, bingo!

I have an urge to stop there............................

Chapter 9

Jon noticed the tension and smiled inwardly. Gail seemed a change from the ‘usual’ kind of women Rich had been about the last few years, thank god, she actually seemed genuine and she’d got a sense of humour too! Bonus!

Gail kept looking at Richie threw her lashes, where had that statement come from? Did this mean he might like her? Nah he was probably just teasing her.

Richie caught her casting glances at him, he wasn’t surprised he sounded like a right ass with that last comment. Sheesh really, he needed to have a stern word with himself, she was making him say things out loud when they should be kept inside his fuckin head!

Jon decided that they needed something to shift their focus, he grinned, and Rich would kill him but what the hell!  ‘So darlin you’re into doing more travelling?’

She grabbed for something normal to wrap her fuzzy brain about, ‘Yeah, I’ve seen Sweden, Japan, China and several other places, but I haven’t been on holiday in years!  Those travels were for work.’ She smiled at him.

Richie could see it coming a mile of, but he couldn’t drag himself into the path to cut it of, aw hell he’d kill Jon later, no one would miss him!

‘You’ve been to Japan?’

‘Yeah, I spent six months there learning acupuncture from Hiro.  Brilliant man and he taught me Japanese too.’ She laughed, ‘The amount of times I said something totally inappropriate in the first few weeks, well, they had a pot going as to how many times I screwed up each day.’  She laughed again, damn that seemed like a lifetime ago.

Richie could see the calculating look on Jon’s face, crap!

‘Wow you can speak that stuff?’ Jon gave her an appreciative look, hell, it was all he could do to say ‘sushi’.

Gail rattled off a sentence and their jaws hit the floor. ‘Ok please tell me was that real, or was that just nonsense?’ Richie asked, damn hearing her say that had turned him on even more than he already was!

She flicked a coy glance at him, ‘Nope it was real. I said ‘I never thought in a million years I’d meet you two, let alone have dinner with you.’

Jon took her hand in his, getting her full attention, ‘Well darlin how’d you fancy goin back to Japan? And maybe many other countries over, say, the next few months all paid for, and you’d get a pay cheque too?’

Richie groaned, fuck he’d done it, his eyes watched her as at first, she laughed at Jon, then realising he was serious her face went blank, eyes bugging out.

Gail was stunned he looked dead serious, ‘What?’ was all she could squeak out.

‘Well darlin I said my usual masseur was out of action, and I need someone I can trust to take over for him for the tour. The way you worked on me earlier, well hell you’re way better than my usual guy! And the way you’ve treated Rich and I it seems you’d have no problem coping with our demands. Hell, you’ve dealt with Elton all these years I’m damn certain you can deal with us. So what ya say wanna tour the world with us for a few months?’ He winked at her.

Gail looked at Richie who just smiled and shrugged, then she turned back to Jon, ‘Are you out of your ever loving mind?  Seriously, I’m worried about you. You’ve known me what, four hours and you’ve just offered me to go on tour with you!’ As she talked she stood gathering her gear to her, ‘I think I need to leave, talk about freaking someone out, Jesus you sit there so damn calm and throw that out, you really need to see someone!’  With that she headed for the door at a trot, leaving a stunned Richie and Jon looking at one another.

‘Jon you’re a fuckin prick!’ With that Richie got up and ran after Gail, he couldn’t let her go now he’d found her.

Chapter 8

‘Damnit Jon what the hell are you doing? Richie glared at him.

‘Asking the questions for ya bro!’  Jon grinned back at him.

‘Since when have I ever had trouble talkin to a woman?’

‘Since you found Gail workin on me!  He laughed, he’d never seen Rich so taken with a woman so damn quickly, even Heather. ‘Plus, I wanted to see what she would say, but Christ she certainly got a spray on there didn’t she?’ 

‘I thought she was going to have a heart attack!  Hell, you could have killed her!’  But looking back, yeah it had one hell of a spray out of her nose!  He chuckled.

They looked at one another and both started to laugh.

That’s how Gail found them ten minutes later, ‘So I’m funny am I?’  Grinning when they jumped.

They both stood as she sat back down, ‘Aw babe I’m sorry looks like your tee’s ruined!’  Jon said eyeing the cola stains down the front of her, as well as having a good check of her chest.

‘Nah, just needs a soak and a wash, it’ll be fine.’

Mai came over with another coke and the three started to talk again.  ‘You never did get answer my question about Lance.’ Jon asked.

‘Shit Jon!’  Richie wanted to smack him.

‘Calm down Richie, its okay.  When I met Lance, he was the best masseuse in the business, and he was in his late fifties, Mr Nosy! He became my second father, not ever my lover. Ok for ya Jonny?’  Then went red realising what she’d called him.

Jon laughed and told her she could call him that, and that the answer had been fine by him.  ‘So why ‘Laurels’?’ He chose safe ground, for a while.

She groaned, people had asked her that for years and she’d never told them, not even her family, but from the look of Jon, he’d not give up till he knew.  ‘Ok, you two will be the first to ever know this, and I don’t want people to know, got it?’  They both nodded as she gave them a meaningful look, then she continued.  ‘When I was at school, I was over weight and geeky, and easily bored with subjects that didn’t have hands on experience.  My maths teacher was a swine, it was hate at first sight, and that was when I was eleven!  He told me I’d never amount to much because I was always resting on my laurels!  I left school, barley scraping on qualifications, but I was bound and determined to prove the old sod wrong.’

‘Well darlin you certainly did that didn’t ya.’  Richie said, he couldn’t imagine her over weight or geeky!

‘And I bet when you came back and opened Laurels, you invited him didn’t you?’

She smiled they got her, ‘Yeah I did.  And do you know what he said to me, ‘I knew you could do it if I told you that you couldn’t’!  The git had seen something in me that he knew needed poking with a sharp stick, so he prodded me for freakin years.  He also told me he loved the name, he’d remembered what he’d told me, and that he’d followed where I was, by ‘bumping’ into mum and dad occasionally. He passed away several years ago with cancer and I went to his funeral.  I wasn’t the only one there from school; he’d turned out to be a damn good motive over the years for many people to be proven wrong.’  She laughed thinking of the old fart, after he’d come to the shop they’d kept in contact till the end, she was glad.

‘So, he pushed you to achieve your best?  Damn wish I’d got that sort of teacher.’ Jon said smiling.

‘Why are you retiring?’ Richie asked softly.

‘Because I can, I’ve worked my entire life tending to others, working my ass off, now I want to enjoy myself, before I’m too damn old and life has passed me by.  I want to travel more too.’ She shovelled in some chilli beef and sighed with pleasure.

Jon perked up at the travel bit, ‘But I still say you’re not old enough.’ He stated, trying to wheedle her age out of her.

‘Jon you’re as subtle as a brick?’ Gail laughed at him.

He sniffed haughtily, ‘I’m sure I don’t know what your implying young lady.’ He said in that crappy English accent.

‘Ok I’m taking bets, how old am I, and I won’t be offended.’ She grinned at both of them.

‘No way!  You try guessing a woman’s age and it’ll lead to tears, mainly ours!’ Richie stated shaking his head.

‘Chicken!’ Was all she said laughing at him?

‘Cluck, fuckin cluck.’ Gail laughed even harder, he made a cute chicken.

‘So, Jon what about you? You going to cluck too?’

‘Nah, I’m going to be a man, I’ll say…’ He checked her up and down, looking into her eyes, damn he was so hot up close, her friends really would kill her to be in her place.  ‘Thirty-five.’  He held his hands up in front of him to ward off a possible attack, making Gail snicker, bless him.

She turned to Richie, who was eyeing her up, she smiled at him, ‘Go on Sambora, I double dog dare ya!’ Mischief making her seem impish.

He rolled his eyes and groaned, ‘Ok, I’ll go for thirty-two!’  He squeezed his eyes tight shut waiting for the slap.

Gail barked out a laugh, got up lent forward and gave them both a peck on the cheek. The guys looked at her warily. ‘Oh god you’re good for a woman’s ego you know?’

Jon and Richie exchanged looks, ‘So I take it we’re nowhere near your age then?’ Richie asked.

‘Not even close.’ She crowed.

‘Come on darlin spill it.’ Jon said laughing with her.

‘Oh, alright pushy, I was born on March the first.’

‘Well that explains the ‘take no shit, and work your ass of attitude’ you’ve got, just like Frank here.’ Richie laughed. Jon flipped him off.

‘What year though?’

‘1962.’

‘You’re fucking kidding me; you’re a day older than I am?’  Jon sat mouth agog.

‘Yup baby boy I am.’ She chortled at their stunned looks.

‘Well least I’m not robbing the damn cradle.’ Came Richie’s rejoinder.

Which made Gail stop laughing and swallow at the heated look he sent her.