Chapter 14

About quarter to ten Gail was sat at her desk doing the payroll for the last time, she’d passed the gem of a nightmare over to her manager Tad.

When she’d come in Mon and several girls had been stood waiting for her to ooh and ahh over Jon and Richie.

She’d indulged them a little, then giving them her best boss voice, she asked them if they’d got clients, and were they loosing her money, all but Mon had scattered.

She went to the small kitchen they had, got a cola and headed for her office. Where she’d been working for over half an hour.

Her intercom buzzed, ‘What Mon?’

‘Erm you’ve got visitors.’ Came the clipped response.

Gail’s heart started to beat faster, ‘Who is it? I’m not buying anything.’

‘They’re not here to sell you anything, oh hold on, yes they are.’ She heard a giggle, Mon only giggles if she’s nervous or she’s flirting.

‘Then tell them I’m sorry I don’t want any.’ And she flicked off the switch, damn it wasn’t Richie! Lord she’d got it bad.

She settled down to work again, and when the door opened she didn’t look up, ‘What Mon?’

Another can of coke was placed on her desk and glancing up she nearly jumped out of her skin, Richie and Jon stood looking down at her all goofy. ‘Seeing as you wouldn’t let us in any other way, we decided to play waiter and bring you a drink in.’ Jon chuckled, he snickered even more as he realised she’d only got eyes for Richie and he could have disappeared for all she cared.

Richie couldn’t take his eyes off her! Her hair was loose and flowed down her back, she’d no makeup on and looked so beautiful he wanted nothing more than to haul her into his arms and ravish her. She had on a deep crimson shirt on, and Christ it was opened so he could see the shadow of her cleavage!

Gail just sat there staring at him, taking in his form fitting black shirt, undone to the fourth button. She gulped damn she wanted to lick the chest she could see. And his jeans, well black again, and wonderfully tight. She perused him at her leisure and when she reached his face she stifled a groan at the look he was giving her.

‘Hey I’ve brought you coffee like you wanted Jon, Richie, Gail you okay?’ Mon sashayed in, and then saw the look Gaz was getting from Richie and got a sly grin on her face.

Gail jarred out of her musings smiled at Jon and Mon, ‘I’m fine, just a shock that they got passed my receptionist!’ Her eyebrow winged up and she glared at Mon, who just grinned, put the tray down and headed for the door at a trot, meddling kids!

‘Aw don’t be hard on your Mon, all I had to do was tell her my back hurt again and I needed your hands on me and she couldn’t be more helpful.’

‘It shouldn’t be hurting, what did you do?’  She got up from behind the desk and started towards Jon. Richie’s tongue just about hit the floor and rolled back up again, damn she’d got tight black jeans on, and she filled them out perfectly.

‘Calm down angel, I’ve done nothing! We just needed to get passed your Rottweiler out there.’

‘So, you lied to Mon, that’s not nice.’

Jon lent and pecked her cheek, ‘Mornin angel.’

‘Don’t angel me Bongiovi that’s wasn’t funny!’ She glared at him, then it dawned on her he’d kissed her again, damn the man!

‘But you are an angel, you fixed my back wonderfully.’

Richie watched Jon lean in and kiss her, and jealousy shot through him. He wanted to jump up and down and shout ‘mine’! He moved towards her and swore to god he heard her groan!

‘Move it Frank, my turn to say mornin.’ He crowded her, took her by the shoulders and pulled her flush to him, ‘Mornin baby.’

‘Morning.’ Was all her gave her time for as his lips settled on hers, the fire was lit and then it started to flare out of control.

Jon decided he’d leave for a while, picked his coffee up and headed for the door, closing it quietly. Now he thought let’s go and mess with Mon!