Chapter 23

Sorry this has taken a while, RL is a PITA at times!

‘Little bit, she just called me that!’ Jon glared at a laughing Richie, who laughed even harder at Jon’s affronted look.

‘Well Jon you are vertically challenged where Rich and I are concerned.’ Gail laughed as she turned towards them after paying for her purchases, both men stepping in and grabbing most of the bags from her, and at their glares didn’t say one thing.

So they did finally make it out of the door, with Jon muttering about giants taking over the country, and not before getting Megan’s phone number, which he might just use later and see if she was up to going out to Gail’s leaving party.

‘So where now darlin?’ Richie loved how she seemed to treat them normally, not many women, or men for that fact would have called Jon a lil bit!

‘You really want to know?’ She thought by now they’d be bored and wanting to be cut loose. Didn’t look like it, well damn! They both just gave her a look, and shrugging her shoulders, ‘Well I’ve got the stuff for under clothes, now I just need the outer gear.’

They made the ‘lead the way’ motion, so she took them at their word and headed for her favourite little boutique as stones throw from the lingerie shop.

Her friend Fiona owned the store, well she’d become a friend years ago after Gail frequented it every chance she got, they’d talked and become firm friends, going out and about together. She was also the woman Gail went to Jovi concerts with, and she couldn’t wait to see her girlfriends face when she walked in with these two.

As she walked up to the door the men behind her took in the name of the shop, ‘Sweet fuck, Jon I don’t think I can take any more.’

‘I don’t know the last place was great, but the name of this place conjures up things that make me walk with a limp!’ Shaking their heads they headed into Fiona’s shop, named ‘Sex on Legs’, wondering if she really was trying to kill them off?

Fiona was busy setting up some new jeans she’d just got in and when she heard the bell ring she was on her hands and knees, ass in the air trying to move a full rack of gear, she was stubborn and wouldn’t take everything off to move it, and was cursing a blue streak that it wouldn’t budge! ‘Be a min.’ she panted.

‘S’okay Fee it’s just me! Damn woman I’ve told you, you’ll put your damn back out again!’

‘Nah.’ Fee panted, ‘Told ya…. I’m…damnit….letting…..crap, move you stubborn heap of…..the back putting out……..frak…..honour go to JBJ…..if you don’t move your……shit……going in the skip you hulkin piece of….’

'FEE! I’ve brought guest with me!’ Gail, yelled at her watching Jon and Richie’s grins and Jon’s eyes focused on the rounded, swaying butt in front of him.

‘Well hell woman you could a said before…’ Fee backed up from under the stand, smacking her head and cursing as she saw stars, ‘Shit!’ she came out and sat back on her butt rubbing her smarting head, and when she looked at her friend and visitors, she thought she’d finally done some serious damage, cause sure as shit was shit, she swore blind Jon Bon Jovi and Richie Sambora were grinning down at her; she closed her eyes and rubbed the bump, but when she opened them again, they were still there!

Fee looked at Gail, then at the men, then at Gail again, ‘Okay, call an ambulance, I’ve done some serious damage honey, I’m seeing thing, damn hot, gorgeous looking things, but….’ She squinted at the Jon mirage, and he hunkered down in front of her and stuck four fingers in front of her.

‘Aw darlin you’re hot and gorgeous yourself, but honey how many am I holdin up darlin?’ Laughter filled baby blues twinkled into confused dove grey ones.

Fee’s eyes grew wide and she pushed back a little, silently asking her friend, ‘Yup we’re real darlin.’ Jon said instead, running his fingers gently over the red spot on her forehead.

‘Gee what the fuck’s going on? And why the hell didn’t I know it was going on?’ She scrambled to her feet, knocking Jon on his ass as he tried to get out of the human bullets way. ‘Oh my god, I’m so sorry I didn’t mean t….’ Gail slapped a hand over her friend’s mouth.

‘Breath honey, just breath and calm the hell down would you before I have to slap you!’ Gail chuckled, hugging her best friend to her, towering over Fee’s five foot five frame.

Richie just stood and laughed at the face Fee was pulling behind Gail’s hand, it was priceless, her eyes kept zinging back and forth between Jon and himself, and even Gail’s soothing words weren’t really having much effect.

Fiona wasn’t sure if any of it was real but she’d had enough of Gail’s hand over her mouth, and stood stock still, eyes downcast and waited. ‘Gaz darlin, I think she wants let go.’ Richie walked over and gently prised her hand from her friend, Fiona let out a long shuddering breath, then calmly looked at the two men gathered next to her, noticing Richie still had hold of Gail’s hand.

Taking a deep breath, and Jon’s appreciative eyes shot to her chest, she opened her mouth.