Sunday, November 14, 2010

Chapter 24

Forty-five minutes later the girls arrived at the stadium. Desi glanced at the letter one last time before placing it in her purse then retrieved her phone . Flipping it open , she pressed speed dial then waited for Jon to answer.

Jon felt the vibration of his phone and reached in his pocket, glanced at the name and with a smile answered.“Damn I knew it took women a long time to get ready. “

“Maybe so but not this time. Damned traffic was backed up for miles.“ Desi retorted as she climbed out of the car then waited for Ana to join her before walking over to the gate. “You’d think the President is visiting or somethin’. “

A burst of laughter escaped Jon’s lips. “ You never know who might show up at our shows.. “He replied while leaning against the door frame of his dressing room.  His eyes darted down the long corridor , spotting Obie walking towards him.

“Hold on a sec babe. “ Jon said then held his hand over the mouthpiece “The girls are here can you go let them in  and escort them to their seats. “

Obie nodded. “Sure thing boss. “ then turned on his heel , heading back down the long corridor. He paused for a moment “ They’re ready for you on stage . “

“Tell them I’ll be there in a couple minutes. “ Jon answered then returned his attention to his phone. “Babe I gotta run , but Obie should be there in a few to let you in.”

“Okay talk to you later. “ Desi replied then flipped her phone closed.

“So what did your boyfriend have to say ? “ Ana teased with a ornery grin.

Desi rolled her eyes,  “He isn’t my boyfriend.  And to answer your question nothing much other than Obie is on his way . “

“Uh huh . I still say he’s your boyfriend .” Ana taunted. “ Desi and Jon sitting in a tree, K I S S I N G , first comes love , second comes marriage third is Jon pushing a baby carriage. “

“God , Ana you’re incorrigible. “ Desi replied then chuckled. “Oh here he comes.“ she pointed towards the man walking towards them.

Obie strolled over to the big metal gate and opened it for the girls. “Hey Desi good to see you again” he said with a big friendly smile.

“Nice to see you again too. “ Desi smiled sweetly, “ Obie this is Ana , my best friend . Ana this is Obie .”

Obie offered his hand while he spoke. “Nice to meet you Ana. “ Then stood back to allow the girls to walk through.

“Nice to meet you too . Are you the one you keeps the boys in line?“ Ana teased her eyes twinkling with a slight ornery tint.

Obie snorted. “I wish . They don’t listen to nothin’ I fuckin’ - “ He paused his eyes widened “Um I’m sorry for my tour mouth.  They don’t listen to nothing I say.“

Desi and Ana laughed as they followed him through the maze of seats on the field. “We ain’t angels . We got as much of a potty mouth as you guys “ Ana answered.

Their seats were located just inside the circle , not far from the stage but not where Desi might get injured again.  They weren’t bad seats and she knew she should be grateful but he really didn’t have to treat her like a china doll. Well okay Des, you are a china doll but still ! She thought with slight frustration.

Desi shot a annoyed glance to Jon who was watching the girls settle into their seats.  “Why must you all treat me like this ? “

Jon winced inwardly as his eyes caught her annoyed look, Don’t she understand I don’t want her hurt again? he turned around and with a sigh , called out the first song and began the first bars of Raise Your Hands.

Ana shook her head with dismay. “Des give the guy a break , I think its sweet he wants to make sure your safe. “

Desi left out out a frustrated sigh. “I know. “ was all she said as her eyes remained glued on him. That really wasn’t the issue not really anyway. She just was so afraid of her feelings that were becoming more present each time they talked or saw one of another.

Ana’s eyes darted away from Richie momentarily. “ Desi its okay to admit you love the attention he is giving you and maybe you might be feeling something for him. “

Desi knew Ana was right but it was so hard to believe and take a  chance after her heart was broken not too long ago.  She glanced briefly at her friend and flashed a force smile . “ Let’s not think about that right now . We are here to have a good time .”

“Just tell yourself that girl . I’m already enjoying myself. “ Ana grinned as her eyes returned to Richie. “ Damn if that man can work those fingers . Wonder what else he could play with like that ? “

Desi snorted, “ Play your cards right and you never know. “

Ana simply nodded as her eyes caught Richie’s . He smiled back  “Damn I so love those dimples .”

“You love every inch of that man.“ Desi retorted as her gazed remained on Jon.

“Yes ma’am I do including what he’s packin’ in those jeans of his. “ Ana replied saucily as she wiggled her eyebrows.

“God , Ana you’re so bad. “ Desi chided as she flashed her a big smile.

“And you’re such an angel? “

“Yes I am . A sweet angel. “

“Yea right in your dreams. Maybe I should ask blondie up there just how much of an angel you are ? “ Ana taunted.

“You wouldn’t ! “Desi gasped , a slight blush crept upon her cheeks.

“I sure would. Wonder what he would tell me. “

“He would tell you its none of your damned business . I think “ Desi answered a bit uncertain.

Ana slung her arm over Desi’s shoulders. “You know I’m just playing . I love to get you riled up . Its cute. “ she planted a friendly kiss on her friends cheek.

“Paybacks are a bitch  you know. “ Desi laughed.

"You keep saying that. " Ana grinned back.

"Just you wait and it'll be when you least expect it . " Desi shot back good naturedly.

The girls grew quiet , well as quiet as too fans could get while the band finished their soundcheck. Neither girl knew just how wild of a ride these few days were going to be.

2 comments:

  1. You did good! Not boring at all! I know it's hard getting this one out of the because you're probably focused on the show. Can't wait to see how it plays out!! Hope your muse stays in residence for ya!

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  2. Yeah! A new post!!! I really like this story and can't wait to see what happens next. Keep 'em coming

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