Pictures and Prose

Thank you

2011-01-15T10:10:00.002-06:00

A huge thank you to everyone that followed Katie and Jon's story. This is the end of their story to this point. The ending is left open to many possibilities, perhaps expanding upon David and Becca, perhaps more on Katie and Jon as they navigate their new adventures. This story started after two good friends read the Layover. We thought, hey, maybe we could do something like that. Our goal was not to write something better than the Layover, but simply to dabble in the world of fan fic. Writing did not come naturally to us, so we feel the story started out a bit rough. But eventually it came easier and we got so involved with the story, it seemed to take on a life of it's own. Through it I have discovered a renewed love of creative writing and we are in the process of working on new projects as well. I am dabbling in shorter stories, perhaps some revolving around a particular song. I have characters bouncing around in my head, clamoring to get out, as I know does the other half of my brain. So check out our main blog area for links to new stories in the near future. Now I might have a chance to check out some other fan fics and catch up on my own reading. :) We would love to hear what you think about Pictures and Prose. So leave us some blog love!

-Jovi Girls, two crazy Jovi obsessed friends.

Chapter 85

2011-01-15T10:03:00.003-06:00

Family and friends trickled in on Friday afternoon. Katie, Becca and the kids arrived early that morning. Jon had secured the Inn for the weekend, knowing it would be watched like Fort Knox. He didn’t want any peepers or paparazzi to get wind of their day. While she knew they had taken over the entire Inn, Katie had no idea to the extent Jon had went to make sure their wedding day would be private.

Since it was a small wedding, they would not be having a rehearsal dinner. Neither Katie nor Jon though it was necessary. Becca and Sophia would stand up with Katie. Matt and Richie would be next to Jon. No one would give away the bride. Katie had come a long way with forgiving her dad, but she wanted to walk down the isle by herself. She had always been her own woman and it symbolized two adults choosing this life they were about to share. Tony, Jon’s other brother, had not been the least bit upset at not standing up with Jon. He knew how close Richie and Jon where, closer than most real brothers ever would be.

To keep things hush around town, Carol had arranged hair stylists and make up artists to come to the Inn. So all the wedding party had to do was relax and enjoy a nice dinner, then wake up and start the process of getting ready. True to her word, Carol had taken care of everything. All those years of running the fan club, organizing many events, had trained her flawlessly for situations like this one.

Katie found herself alone in her room in the middle of the afternoon. Her dress hung from the back of the closet door, covered in plastic. She walked over to it, running her had over it gently, her mind thoughtful. She turned to look out the window overlooking the expanse where the wedding would take place, past it to the ocean bordered by rocks. She saw the kids, hers and Jon’s, frolicking around on the rocks. She saw Stephanie and Sophia mothering little Romeo, making sure he didn’t propel himself over the rocks into the cold water below. She smiled, loving the sight of them all together. She could see in her mind, holidays, birthdays, the house filled with the voices of so many children. The happiness she felt overwhelmed her as her eyes misted a bit. She heard a quiet knock at the door. Quickly wiping her eyes with her hands, she went to the door, gently opening it. Jon’s smiling face greeted her. She opened the door wider, letting him in. He closed the door behind him and drew her into his arms. Not saying a word he just held her close, listening to her breathe. She let her body melt into his, thinking how perfect they fit together. When he held her like that, their crazy life seemed as perfect as any life could seem. His touch calmed her in a way nothing else could.

Pulling back after a couple of minutes, Jon looked down at her, a gentle smile on his lips. He brushed her hair back on her temple, and planted a soft kiss there.

“Baby.” He whispered, still smiling.”I can’t wait to make you my bride. I have waited for this day for what seems like forever.”

Katie met his intense gaze, “Good thing, cowboy. Because you ain’t gettin’ away now.” She teased, feeling the need to lighten the mood before she was overcome with emotion.

She loved him so much, the intensity of her feeling still shocked her at times. Not to mention the intensity of his. Jon was not a man that hid how he felt. She had never met a more passionate man. Good thing for him, since that was the same passion that had fueled so many hit songs over the decades, causing millions of women to swoon over and over again.

The door flew open behind them, as Becca flew into the room. “Ok, you two lovebirds. Enough! Jon, get out of here.” She said, literally swatting at him to leave.

Katie stifled a giggle at the sight. “Becca, whaaa....” Jon attempted to protest.

“No! I said get on out of here! You have the rest of your life to to deal with this one. Right now I have business with bride.” Becca scolded as she pushed him out the door and shut it right smack in his face.

Jon stood staring at the closed door, not quite sure what to think or do. Shrugging his shoulders he shoved his hands in the tight pockets of his snug jeans and left to find someone else to bug. He felt rather useless and he wasn’t used to feeling that way. He found Richie and David in the restaurant, that while wasn’t open, a few people sat around the tables, conversing.

“Hey, Kid.” Richie greeted him, David nodding.

Jon pulled a chair up to the table and sat down. “Hey.”

David chuckled, “You look a little bored, Jon.”

He nodded, “Yeah, I just got tossed out by the maid of honor. What exactly is there to do around here?” He knew they couldn’t really leave or they would surely draw attention to themselves around town.

“Yeah, I tried to hook up with Becca a bit earlier, and she just brushed me aside. She said they had too much work to do to goof around. Women are weird.” David stated.

Richie looked thoughtful for a moment, then got up and walked out to the check in desk where the Inn keeper was working, returning a few minutes later. He brought back a deck of cards and a box of poker chips.

“Well, who says we can’t have a little fun anyway, eh, boys?” he said, nodding to Jon and David.

The trio spent the remainder of the afternoon engaging in a serious poker tournament. Tico joined them once the sun set, having spent the afternoon painting out by the rocky shore.

Later, the bride and groom mingled with the rest of the guests in the dining room, enjoying an award winning menu from the kitchen of the Inn chef. Becca made sure Katie went up to bed at a reasonable hour. She didn’t argue. Despite a pretty calm week, her anticipation and nerves had worn her out. Katie cuddled under the cool down of the comforter, letting out a long sigh, she let sleep claim her.

Not as restful, just a few doors down, Jon paced in his room. As much as he was looking forward to tomorrow, he had a lot on his mind. He had to give up control and let his staff, and the staff of the Inn, handle things. He was mostly preoccupied with thoughts of security and anyone finding out about the wedding and location. As much as he felt, and acted, like a regular guy, he was in fact, one of the biggest rock stars in the world. And one of the most desired by millions of women. News of his wedding would be highly sought after. Likely, magazines and tabloids already had bids out on the first pictures, he had no doubt. It was his goal to make sure not one picture escaped anywhere. He had made sure of this by employing many security people and even helicopters to patrol the skies tomorrow. All while instructing them to remain invisible to Katie and the guests. He wanted the day to seem perfect and effortless to her. Finally deciding he should try to sleep, he peeled his t-shirt off and tossed it aside, then left his jeans in a puddle on the floor. Settling down into the soft feather bed, he ran fingers through his disheveled hair and stared at the ceiling.

Katie woke as the sun peeked over the ocean, promising a bright, happy fall day. Becca was still asleep in the other double bed next to her. Katie padded quietly over to the window and pulled back the lace curtain. Already the Inn staff was bustling around in the back lawn, arranging chairs and pruning the greenery. The ceremony was to take place at 1 p.m. giving them plenty of time to get ready. Becca stirred under the covers, cautiously peeking out as she shielded her eyes from the light.

Katie turned around, smiling “It is going to be a beautiful day. I couldn’t hope for better. “

Becca sat slowly up in the bed, pulling the covers up with her. After rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she patted the edge of the bed, gesturing for Katie to sit down.

Katie sat down, turning toward her dear friend. Becca responded with a sleepy smile and reached over giving her a quick squeeze. “Kat, I am so happy for you.” She looked through the window and out toward the ocean. “This is going to be the perfect day. It will be everything you have ever wanted. Everything you have dreamed about since you were 15.”

Katie nodded in agreement, “I sometimes still don’t believe it. That I am about to marry Jon Bon Jovi. My Jon, is Jon Bon Jovi. That is so far from my mind most days now. He is just Jon, you know?”

Becca nodded, “I know, sweetie. And he is just your Jon. That is all he needs to be to you, nothing more.”

Katie nodded, then said, “Well, whoever he is doesn’t matter right now, I need some coffee.”

Becca nodded as she let out a huge yawn. “Ok. Alright. You relax. I will call down for some.” Becca let out one more yawn and impressive stretch before she fumbled for the phone.

Shortly after the girls showered, voices and knocks could be heard at the door. Becca opened it as Sophia and Brandon tumbled into the room. They attacked Katie at the vanity, throwing their arms around her. She squeezed them both back as best as she could, looking at their smiling faces in the mirror.

Becca let them have a moment, but then proceeded to shoo them out. “Ok, kidlets, out. Your mom has to get dressed very soon. We have a lot to do! Sophia, back here in 45 minutes, be ready to get dressed.”

Sophia saluted her, “Yes ma’am!” then grabbed Brandon as she marched out the door.

Before the door could close, the hair stylist was in the room. Not taking long, she did Katie’s hair in a partial up do, pulling the sides back, securing it with a diamond clip. Then she curled the rest, letting the curls gently fall over Katie’s shoulders. Make up was next, with a gentle touch, light liner and mascara, soft pink lipstick and a gentle rose blush, finished off with a pearly finishing powder that made Katie’s skin glow. After the makeup artist left, Becca spun her around in front of the mirror, and leaned down next to her, looking over her shoulder.

She gave Katie’s shoulders a squeeze, “You make the perfect bride of a rock star.”

Katie couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “My life’s ambition, right?” Becca nodded, letting out a chuckled. “Exactly!”

Katie stood up and Becca went to fetch her dress. Once removed from the plastic she unzipped it and held it for Katie. Katie took off her robe and stepped gently into the slim dress, already pretty in her ivory lace boy shorts and plunging push up bra. Becca helped her ease it up over her hips, then slipped the dress over her shoulders, and zipped it up the back. The dress fastened with one pearl button above the zipper. The beaded, lace neckline skimmed her chest, giving just a hit of swell above her breasts. The beading continued down to just past the waistline where the skirt gently hugged her hips and legs, finally falling into a gently flare of lace to the ground. Becca rushed to grab her shoes, ivory, open toe pumps. Katie lifted the skirt of her dress as she stepped into the shoes, then walked over to the full length mirror. Even she had not seen herself fully made up in the dress. She wasn’t prepared for the vision she saw. Holding her breath for a moment, she finally let it out when Becca came up behind her, admiring her friend.

“You are simply the most beautiful bride that ever lived, Kat. You look amazing.” Becca exclaimed. She always thought her friend was a beautiful woman. But today, she was beyond stunning. She was quite sure it had a more to do with how happy Katie was, than the outfit and hair.

After a few minutes Becca retrieved her own dress from the closet, a slim, floor length, deep red dress. Sophia knocked on the door just as Katie zipped Becca up. Sophia’s dress was similar. Once they were all dressed, Carol knocked, right on cue. Looking out the window they could see the guests were being seated.

She looked over the three of them, stopping longer on Katie, “You ladies look stunning. Now we have to get going.” Carol gently ordered.

As they left the room, Carol took Katie’s hand and squeezed it gently, “Darling, Jon is the luckiest man in the world.”

Katie looked at her warmly, her eyes a bit damp, “I just hope he thinks so.”

“He knows so.” Carol said, seriously, and ushered her forward.

Once downstairs she led them into a small side room. The men were just gathering near the front, the priest, Father Ted, a family friend for years, joined them. The commotion started to settle down as the time neared. A gesture from Father Ted quieted the guests as piano music, at David’s hand, filled the air. It took Katie a second to recognize the tune. Her favorite, I’ll Be There For You.” She gasped when she realized it. He had thought of everything. How fitting, she thought. Carol nodded to Sophia as she opened the door, gesturing for her to go. Sophia exited the front door of the Inn, descended the steps and walked through the lawn to take her place up front. Becca followed, slowly, in time to the music, taking a moment as she caught David’s eye. He gave her a wink and openly admired her as she took her place next to Sophia. Katie clutched her bouquet tightly in her hands, slightly shaking. Carol led her to the door and almost pushed her through it. Katie hesitated a minute as she looked outside and saw all the eyes of her beloved friends and family on her. She looked even further and saw him. She forgot to breathe as her eyes locked into his. He looked more incredible than he ever had, in a black tux. Not that she had never seen him in one, but there he was. Waiting for her. Her. He was waiting for her...

He forgot to breathe when he saw her in the doorway. He was not one that had his breath taken away easily. But her beauty at that moment paralyzed him.

Without another thought, her feet seemed to propel her forward. She almost felt like the world disappeared as she moved forward, the notes of the music sounding far away. All she could see was him, pulling her forward, forward, until she found herself standing next to him. Becca managed to save the bouquet as she dropped it, his hands reaching for hers. Feeling his warm fingers wrap around hers, strong and sure. She looked up into the bluest eyes, eyes full of promise, promises of a wonderful life. Their life.

What's next?

Chapter 84

2011-01-15T09:30:00.004-06:00

With just a few weeks to go before the wedding, both Jon and Katie put it in high gear. Katie spent a fair amount of time flying back and forth to New York while she juggled business in two cities. Becca joined her when she could as they worked on moving the corporate part of the business to New York, where Becca would be moving to oversee things when Katie was back in Boston. Katie put things on hold in Boston for a few months until after the wedding and house renovations were complete. While she thrived on being busy, she finally decided to take Jon’s advice and let some things go, even if just for the time being. While she was excited about the new venture, it was hard to shut down the portrait part of her business for a few months. She knew it would never again be the same, this business she had built from the ground up. It had been her baby. But like all babies, the it was growing and changing.

Back in the burbs of Boston, the kids life suffered very little upheaval. Katie began feeling like she was wearing a different hat at every turn. Mom one week, which had been nice since slowing down business. She had more time with the kids when they were home. Entertainment photographer extraordinaire the next week, bouncing from shoot to shoot, from meeting to meeting, and back again. All while trying to finish up wedding plans. The saving grace for Katie had been Carol. As she did so very well, she had taken the reins and made sure every little detail was taken care of for the upcoming nuptials. She basically only required Katie to give the final word, but Katie couldn’t fault anything Carol did. Not that she would want to. Through it all she learned why Jon was who he was. It was because of family, and despite so much fame and fortune, they were all still so close and involved with each other. A large part of that had to do with Carol and the values they had instilled in the boys growing up.

Two weeks before the wedding Katie made one last trip with Becca to New York before she would be taking off for a month. They had secured a 10,000 square foot top floor studio in a building not far from the Soho condo. Becca would oversee the renovations there while Katie was gone. Sophia and Brandon would be with their grandmother at home, who was flying up from Nashville to stay with them while the newlyweds were on their honeymoon.

On Monday morning, the week of the wedding, Katie poured herself a second cup of coffee and made her way out to the back porch after getting the kids on the bus. The morning was cool, but she had replaced the screens with windows, so the porch was comfortable as she slowly propelled the swing with her foot, coffee in hand. She looked over the backyard, noting that the colors were about to peak in the next week or so, just as she had wanted for their wedding. October was her favorite month and no one did it better than New England. The forecast for her wedding day so far promised to be perfect with high 60s, maybe hitting 70, gentle fall sun and vibrant fall color all around. She enjoyed the view a few minutes more before the phone ringing brought her back to reality. She rose from the swing, reluctantly, and went back inside to answer the phone.

“Hello, darling.” Katie was greeted by Carol’s warm voice. “How are you doing?”

She set her coffee on the kitchen island and pulled up a stool.”Hi Carol. I am good. Just enjoying a few quiet minutes before the circus gets underway this week.”

“Very good. It will be a busy week. But I am calling now because I wanted to let you know I will be flying in on Wednesday morning at 10.” Carol paused, rustling papers in the background.”I am due at the Inn on Thursday, but I wanted to come in a day early so we could go over any last minute things. Would you be free to do that on Wednesday?” Carol inquired.

Katie nodded to herself, before she answered, “Yeah. I am pretty open until Thursday, too. Why don’t I pick you up? The kids will be off to school. If you like we could bring lunch back here and go over anything we need to. You can stay here and head up Thursday, if that works.”

“Perfect. Christoph will drive me up and will be available for any running around I need to do after that point.” Carol answered. “Are you sure I won’t be in your way if I stay?”

Katie smiled, ‘Not at all, Carol. I am really not that swamped this week. You have taken care of so much, I am not really worried about anything. You made this so easy on me, what would I have done with you?”

“Well, now, I have enjoyed it, Katie. Such a sweet girl like you deserves her day to be as perfect as it can be.” Carol assured her. “I wouldn’t do this for just anybody, you know.”

Katie knew what she said was true. While Carol did have a heart of gold, she could also turn it off if she felt someone was not deserving of the effort. Katie knew that Carol was protective of her family, and she had made it very clear, by her actions, that she had let Katie into their inner circle.

“I know, Mrs. B. And you know how much I appreciate it.” Katie said seriously.

“I know you do. That is why I do it.” Carol answered. “Now enough of that. You go relax some more and I will see you on Wednesday.”

Katie filled the first part of the week with packing for the honeymoon and getting her hair cut. They had decided to take a month to explore Europe. It was something Katie had always wanted to do, and even though Jon had been there more than he could count on two hands, he rarely ever had the time to see anything except the inside of a hotel room or arena. Jon was stopping by on Thursday before heading up to Rockport later in the day. Katie was taking the kids out of school and heading up with her parents on Friday. Jason and his family were flying in on Friday and going directly there from the airport. Becca was staying in Katie’s room on Friday night, as they were trying to keep a few secrets from Jon. He had yet to see her in her dress. She had originally purchased two, but had finally decided on the simple ivory beaded dress, that hung up in the back of her closet, waiting to take it’s trip down the isle.

Becca worked through Tuesday, and showed up at Katie’s house that evening, bags in hand. As the maid of honor it was her job to make sure Katie was in good spirits and on task. She took her job very seriously so had informed Katie she was moving in for the remainder of the week. Katie let Becca and her luggage in, happy to see her friend. So many things were going through her mind all week.

On one hand she was beyond excited for her wedding day with Jon. But on the other hand she was sometimes struck with disbelief that this was really her life now. They decided to wait for the bulk of the renovating to take place after the honeymoon. So the carriage house remained the same for the time being. Walking around her kitchen, it could have been any day, or any year, with nothing changing at all. She could almost pretend the last year and half were a dream if she tried really hard. She felt like she should pinch herself sometimes to really believe it all. Yet she fielded calls from New York, finishing up a few loose ends on the new studio. It had been more than a week since she had been at the little studio only minutes from her house. It has been years since she had went more than a day away from the studio, unless on vacation. Change was abound, and while it would take some getting used to, she was mostly excited for the new adventures. As her best friend joined her in the warm kitchen, Katie felt a sense of calm wash over her. Everything was just as it should be. Katie smiled to herself, feeling more sure of that than ever before.

Chapter 85

Chapter 83

2010-08-26T14:00:00.005-05:00

As she left her friend, Becca got a text from David telling her he would meet her at her hotel room later. David was in town for a private celebration after winning his Tony awards for Memphis, and he had asked Becca to join him, making a weekend in the city more convenient than Jersey. Becca dropped her room key on the Queen Ann table placed by the door to the hotel suite and headed for the Victorian style sofa in the seating area, kicking her shoes off on the way. Letting out a sigh, she grabbed the remote and curled her feet underneath her, absent mindedly massaging the arch of one foot. It had been a long week. As happy as Becca was for Katie branching out, it left a lot on Becca’s shoulders at the studio. She was taking up some of the slack with Katie’s portrait clients, plus her own workload. In time things could be reorganized to shift the load, but the transition would be a bit difficult. Especially with Katie getting married in just a few weeks, right during the busiest time of the year. She could see that this was going to take off for Katie, even if Katie didn’t know it yet. Becca made a mental note to chat with Katie next week. Letting her body sink into the gentle firmness of the sofa, she closed her eyes for a few minutes, just to rest them. The last thing she remembered hearing was the honking of horns, far below her on the busy New York streets.

Slowly rousing from her slumber, Becca’s eye lids fluttered open, noticing the light had changes, the sun now low in sky, casting long shadows on the walls. The raised her head slightly to look at her watch, 6:15. She had not realized how tired she was. David was due any minute and they were suppose to go out for dinner. Sitting up slowly, she eventually headed to the bathroom to freshen up, hoping a cold splash of water and a diet coke from the mini bar might wake her up. She was in the bathroom freshening up her make up when the door closed softly. She looked up into the mirror and saw blond curls behind her. A slow smile spread across her face as David came up behind her, putting his arms around her waist and kissing her gently on the side of her neck.

“Mmmmmm...” she moaned gently as she felt his warm lips on her skin. Becca turned around in his arms, smiling up at him.

He looked down at her, his golden curls tickled her cheeks as he planted a kiss on her smiling lips. He noticed she looked tired.

“Why don’t we get room service tonight, Becca? Tomorrow night is a must do, but tonight is a don’t have to do.” He suggested, pulling her closer to him, his stocky arms encircling her small frame. He smiled, and tickled her cheek with his curls again, making her giggle.

“Ahhh, David, that sounds heavenly. Do you mind much?” She said, her voice thick with relief.

“Not as long as I have you curled up in my arms all night long, how could I want anything else?” David smirked.

Becca let out a hearty laugh. “Jon must be rubbing off on you, Mr. Romance.” She shook her head, thinking he sounded like a romantic ballad in the making.

“Hey, seems to work for him in getting all the girls.” David said, a big grin on his face.

“Not this girl.” she said, a sly grin on her face.

“Well, this is the only girl that matters to me.” He said, “tell me, what does it take to get this girl?”

Becca twirled a single golden curl in her fingers, and with a saucy smile on her lips, said, “You may just have to wait and find out there, poodle boy.” she then shimmied out of his arms and padded away down the hall to the bedroom suite, her hips moving seductively under the conservative skirt as she walked.

He couldn’t see the smug look on her face, but followed her, “Hey, p..p..poodle boy?? Where did that come from?” She turned and gave him a little wink and then continued on to the seating area.

“Poodle boy?” He asked, feigning offense, as his long stride caught up to her easily. Grabbing her waist he turned her around in his arms and attached her neck, causing Becca to dissolve in a fit of giggles.

He finally let up his attack. Breathlessly, Becca said, “I thought we were going to relax tonight...your getting me all hot and sweaty.”

“I think I said we could stay in tonight, I didn’t say anything about relaxing...” He said, a mischievous grin on his face as he pulled her back to him.

“Ooohhhhh....”

Saturday found Katie on the phone with the promo company booking more sessions in the city. Jon smiled as he walked past her while she sat on the sofa, computer and calendar spread out in front of her. After her last call she leaned back into the sofa and closed her eyes, her head spinning. Jon tiptoed up behind her and planted a kiss on her forehead. She opened her eyes, giving him a gentle smile.

He circled the sofa and sat next to her, “I hope you left room for one more important appointment.”

Her eyes widened in slight horror, “Oh, what did I forget?”

“I have you booked for a very important event.” He said, his face serious.

Shaking her head, she reprimanded, “Uh, you need to check with me before scheduling me for things, Jon.”

Jon let out a slight giggle, “Uh uh, cowboy, this is serious. I am booked solid over the next month. I don’t have time for another thing.”

With a smirk, Jon said, “Well, this event is sometime near the end of Oct. All day kinda thing. May go late into the night....”

Katie’s eyes narrowed as she caught on to his little joke. “Oh, you think your funny, don’t you?”

He leaned over to kiss her on the cheek, then said, “I think I am downright hilarious.”

Not able to stop herself, she smiled at him, “You can be pretty funny when the mood strikes. I will give you that.”

He put his arm around her shoulder and gently massaged it, his voice more serious.”Things seem to be really taking off with your new venture. Be careful, baby. I know you, you tend to drive yourself into the ground. I know your excited, but just remember to relax.”

Letting out a slight laugh, “Look who is talking, Mr. can’t-sit-still. You can’t stand more than a month of idle time, and your itching to get back into the studio.”

He shrugged his shoulders, “Nah, that is just to keep Richie out of trouble.”

“Sure, blame it on Richie. Poor Richie.” She teased.

Jon answered with a slight smile, still massaging her shoulder, “Hey, Kat, I have an idea.” She turned toward him, curious. “Why don’t you talk to Becca and suggest she join you? Your already partners and she does this stuff all the time. She has a great style. Might take her career to the next level as well. You would make a great team. She doesn’t really have a big tie to Boston, does she?”

Katie wrinkled her brow thoughtfully, slowly nodding. “You know, cowboy, that is not a bad idea. And no, not really. Some family, but really, I am going to be commuting. She could easily go back and forth as well. That is not a bad idea at all.” She said, thinking some more. “Yeah, we could expand this branch of the company, but still keep the studio there for local work. That would allow more clients, she could shoot here when I am in Boston.” She looked at Jon again, “Your even pretty smart sometimes, cowboy. Not a bad business head on those yummy shoulders” She said approvingly.

“Thanks. A few have mentioned that before.” He chuckled, “You might want to run it by her first, though. You know, let her have some input into her life plan.”

“Very true. I will call her later. I have a feeling she may just go for the idea, though..” Katie said, half to herself, her mind reeling.

Later that night, in a limo speeding down the expressway, David and Becca curled up in the backseat after their celebratory evening. Feeling slightly tipsy, and very tired, Becca curled into the curve of David’s arm, holding a glass of bubbly that he had poured for her.

She took a sip, the bubbles tickling her nose. “Congratulations once again.” She said, raising her glass to him.

He gently clinked his glass with hers. “Thank you. And I mean that. Thank you for coming tonight. It was perfect having you there to celebrate with.” He looked down at her, admiring the warm glow of her cheeks, perhaps from a bit too much champagne.

“I wouldn’t have missed it for anything.” She said, smiling up at him. He leaned over, covering her lips in a gentle, slow kiss. As he pulled back, he thought, tonight he was going to talk to her. Everything felt so right and perfect, he knew he was making the right choice in talking to her.

The limo sped through the city back to the hotel. Once back inside, Becca kicked her shoes off and made her way to the balcony. Being on the 32nd floor, the view of the night city sky was specular, the lights all spread out below her as far as her eye could see. David removed his own shoes, poured a couple more glasses of champagne and joined her on the balcony. Becca took the glass from him with a smile as a thank you, and leaned on the tall railing.

David took a sip and enjoyed the view for a moment, then turned toward her. She looked at him, returning his smile, enjoying the night air. She noticed David’s face looking very thoughtful.

“What is on your mind? Those brain cells look like they are working hard under that pretty hairdo.” She inquired.

“Oh, they are.” He answered, quiet for a moment, then went on,”Becca, I have been thinking about something for a bit now. I would like to ask your opinion on something, if you don’t mind.” his gaze becoming very serious.

Not sure what to make of his sudden change of mood, she said, “Sure, what do you got?” She said, turning to face him.

David offered his hand to her and led her to a wrought iron table that was flanked by two chairs. He pulled out one for her and then pulled the other around next to her.

“Well, forgive me for the serious mood, but there has been something on my mind for a while now. And I think it is time to talk about it.” She listened intently as he put his glass on the table and took one of her hands in his. “I have really enjoyed spending time with you this past year, Becca, and getting to know you. You have become very special to me. You know I love you. I don’t make that a secret.” He said, taking a deep breath. “But, in my opinion, I don’t feel like I see nearly enough of you.” He stopped, waiting to see her reaction.

She smiled, “Aww, Dave, I feel the same way.” She did too, she thought. He was so much fun to be with, such a character. He just made her smile. He was sort of a rock to her.

“Well good.” He said, mentally noting he was happy she didn’t disagree.”Because I think I have a really good idea to remedy that situation.”

Becca took a sip of her champagne, and let out a soft. “Ohhhh?” her expression a bit uncertain.

“Yes. I think it would be a really wonderful idea if we moved in together.” He spat out, not able to figure out a very eloquent way to say it. He then watched her, his face as serious as a cat stalking it’s prey. “So what do you think?”

“Uh, I think.....wow...I think that is quite a big idea.” She said, not easily finding words.

His face looked a bit stricken, he said, “Hmm, that doesn’t sound like you think it a wonderful idea though.”

Becca bit her lip thoughtfully, “Well, no...I mean NO, not that I don’t think it is. just that...” she stopped, trying to gather her thoughts.”...just that....well, in some world I think it would be a wonderful idea. But in our world, how would that work exactly?”

“What do you mean, how would it work? We would inhabit the same living space. “ He said.

“Well, ok, captain obvious.” She lightly teased, her thoughts coming together a bit easier. “I get that. I mean more, how? Your live here, I live there, you work......all over the place...I work in Boston.” She had to admit to herself the thought had crossed her mind, thinking with how much she wanted to be with him, just what was the next step going to be. Seems he had been thinking about it too. “Listen, Dave, I do love you, and I want to spend more time with you, like, lots of time. I can’t lie and say I haven’t thought about what is next with us. I have. I guess I just didn’t get as far as actually formulating a plan.”

Letting out a sigh as if he has been holding his breath, he felt a bit relieved with her answer. “Well, I haven’t exactly worked out a plan either. But I figured if the idea didn’t make you run away, maybe we could work out the details together.” He said, that enthusiastic, silly grin she had come to love, plastered on his face.

She smiled, nodding, “Oh, ok. Well, yes. I think I could be convinced to chat about it some more.”

Satisfied with that for now, David nodded, curls bouncing, “Great! Lets put it on the back burner for tonight and, eh, retire for the evening, shall we?” Still smiling he leaned toward her and planted a gentle kiss on her cheek.

“That sounds like a great idea.” She agreed. He stood up and took her hand, leading her back into the suite, where he planned on working a bit more to convince her what a great idea he has offered.

Katie was awake at the crack of dawn on Sunday. She wanted to get in a quick run before heading back to Boston and the kids. After her run, she showered and had breakfast with Jon on the balcony. On the way to the airport she decided to try to call Becca, hoping she was awake.

In the hotel Becca was welcoming the morning in a bit gingerly, feeling the effects of a bit too much champagne from the night before. She heard her phone in the other room, and gently slipped out under David’s arm and tiptoed into the sitting room.

Not looking at the number, she answered in barely more than a whisper, “Hello?”

“Becca, did I wake up?” realizing she must have, Katie went on anyway,”Oh, sorry, I did. But I have to talk to you about something really quick. I am heading home but I have an idea. Well, Jon had the idea. But I think it is a great idea.”

Rubbing her eyes, Becca tried to clear her sleepy head. Did Katie know about this too? And what did Jon have to do with it? “Oh, no, I was awake....kinda. What is this idea? Did David talk to you, too?” She said, slowly closing the door to the bedroom, then sat down on the sofa.

“What? David? What does David have to do with anything?” Katie asked, confused. Not waiting for her friend to answer, she sped forward. “No, this is my idea, and Jon just thought of it. But it is a really good idea.”

Realizing Katie was talking about something else, Becca asked, “Oh never mind, OK, tell me your idea. Excuse the background noise, I need coffee in a bad way.”

Katie laughed at her, “Fun night?”

Becca nodded, being gently with her head, “You could say that. This much fun should be illegal.”

“That good, huh?” Katie said, impressed. “Ok, well, this is the idea. I have had no less than ten inquiries for bookings since Friday from this agency. Becca, I can’t take them all. And that is when I thought of this idea, well Jon did. But again, it is a great idea!”

Becca took the cup from the one cup coffee maker and added cream and sugar, taking a long sip. Her head thanked her, letting the warm liquid ease the slight throbbing. “So tell me already, what is this fabulous idea?”

“I think you should work with me here in New York. We should be partners and you could be here to shoot when I am back in Boston. We are already partners really, and this way we could take on even more clients here. And Becca, see this is a step up from what you are doing in Boston now. This could be really good for you, too.” She said, excitedly. “So, what do you think?”

Her poor brain struggling to wake up and process all the information, she sat down on the sofa and took another sip of hot coffee. “David asked me to move in with him last night.” She said, almost matter of fact.

“Whaaat?” Katie screamed. “He asked you to move in with him? Oh my God, what did you say? Where? Becca, that is WOW.”

Holding the phone a bit away from her ear, Becca slightly chuckled to herself. Her dear friend was so excitable sometimes. But her ears were not quite ready for the shrill sound.

When Katie took a breath, she jumped in.”I don’t know where. We didn’t talk where, or even really, how. Umm, but I said I was willing to discuss the idea. I don’t really know much more than that....we, were, uh, busy, after that.”

“I bet you were busy!” Katie laughed, “So you said you would discuss the idea. That means that you aren’t against it.”

“No, I am not against it. I just never thought about it really, so it will take some processing.” Becca admitted.

“For sure. But listen, back to my idea. See, this could really work out in your favor, sweets.” Katie thought out loud.”Yes, if you came here and worked with me, then you could move in with David here in New York, or New Jersey, where ever you two decided. I think it would be perfect! Tell him, yes, you will do it.”

Becca couldn’t help but laugh, “You have it all figured out, huh, Kat?” But she had to admit, neither idea was a bad one. Both at least deserved careful consideration. “I am not opposed to the idea. Lets talk more about it this week, K? I am really not functioning at 100% yet and think I need a shower.”

“Ok, I will let it sit for now. But I think it sounds like an amazing plan and we need to talk, ok?” Katie confirmed.

“Defiantly. Even tomorrow when I get back in to the studio. lets get lunch in and hash it all out. But I think I like the direction you are going.” Becca assured her.

After she hung up with Katie, David strolled out into the sitting area in PJ pants on the bottom and nothing on top, his curls tousled from sleep. He sat down next to Becca, putting his arms around her. He whispered in her ear with a smile,”Do you remember what I asked you last night?”

She leaned her head on his broad shoulder, and answered with her own smile. “Yes. I remember. And the answer is yes....”

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Chapter 82

2010-07-29T12:01:00.003-05:00

Becca’s plane landed late on Thursday afternoon. David was waiting for her at the baggage claim area, his curls restrained by a baseball cap and eyes shielded by sunglasses. No one seemed to take notice of him, but the couple got a few smiles as he greeted her with a big hug. David ushered her through the crowd to a car outside, then they sped off through the New York traffic.

Becca stretched out her legs in the generous back seat space, glad to be off the plane. David put his arm around her, pulling her into him as the driver expertly navigated the obstacle course of vehicles. She smiled and laid her head on his broad chest, letting out a deep sigh. It felt so good to be with him again. He had been busy writing the score for yet another musical over the past few months, and with Katie occupied by wedding plans and changing up her business, the studio had needed a bit more TLC from Becca the past couple of months. Hearing her sigh, he bent his head to give her a kiss on the top of her head, followed by a squeeze. David smiled to himself as he thought about how much he was looking forward to this weekend with her. It had been too long. He also knew Jon and Richie were writing again, so soon he would be even busier. Somehow he had to figure out a way to see her more, he thought. He had an idea bumping around in his head for a few weeks, but wanted to hole away with Becca for the weekend and reconnect before he sprung it on her. Oblivious to his thought process, Becca just enjoyed cuddling with him in the back seat as they watched the city speed by.

A soft knock on the door alerted Katie to Becca’s arrival on Friday morning. She answered the door and gave her friend a big hug in welcome. As chic as always, Becca wore a tan skirt, ballet flats and a denim shirt cinched with a wide leather belt. and the dark frames of her slim glasses perched on her nose. Katie noticed, thinking she must have run out of contacts again, which she often did.

Becca noticed her friend looked quite nervous. She rubbed Katie’s shoulder to soothe her, “Your going to do just great, you know. Let me see what you got quickly before we go.”

Katie smiled sheepishly, “I suppose. It is just all new, talking to these big promotions people and all.” She led Becca over to the table where her laptop was set up and she was gathering things for the meeting. Becca scrolled through the photos and layout ideas Katie had put together.

She let out a low whistle, “Kat, these rock. I really like what you are going for here. Granted it is up to the promo people in the end, but I think you really have the feel for this group. You really captured their essence. I am so proud of you.”

Katie couldn't help but blush, it was a big compliment coming from Becca, who did this stuff all the time. “Thanks. That really makes me feel better. I am just so unsure, you know?”

Becca smiled reassuringly, “I know, sweetie, but you can do this. I have a feeling you nailed it.”

Katie let out a sigh, glad her friend would be by her side, if for nothing more than the little confidence boost it would give her. “I hope you will chime in, I am sure I could use the input.”

Becca shook her head, “Nope, this is your gig, Kat. I will be there for support and as your “assistant” but you are at the wheel now.”

“Yikes! Ok, well I am glad you can come. Lets get going.” she said, closing up the laptop and putting on a confident smile that hid the butterflies she was really feeling.

Katie’s photos and ideas were well received by the promotions manager, leaving her feeling satisfied and proud of her work, and asked to use her for future assignments. She left the meeting on cloud nine and starving.

“See? I told you that you nailed it.” Becca confirmed. “Now lets get some lunch and celebrate.”

By the end of their lunch, Katie had two voice mails from the promoter for future clients. The two friends agreed to talk the next week when Katie was back at the studio, then hugged their goodbye. Jon was just emerging from the studio in the back of the penthouse as Katie opened the door.

“Hey, baby,” He greeted her with a kiss on the cheek. He had morning scruff and tousled hair, not having even showered yet. “How did it go? Tell me all about it.” He admired how smartly she was dressed. Tan, cropped pants, wedge sandals and a ruffled sleeveless green top, her hair silky and thick as she flipped it over her shoulder. She looked every inch the talented, intelligent woman she was.

She admired his disheveled appearance then led him to the sofa, ready to fill him in. “Oh my God, Jon, it went really well. They loved the shots. And get this...I have two more calls already to schedule shoots!” She informed him, excitedly.

He smiled at her energy, giving her a big hug, “Congrats, baby! I am so thrilled for you. I told you. Your are talented, Kat. You will be in high demand. Are you ready for this?”

She looked at him closely, her eyes narrowing a bit. “Jon, you didn’t arrange these other assignments, or put a call into anyone, did you?”

His face darkened for a split second, but he regained his enthusiastic smile quickly, “Kat, I wouldn’t do that. I know how important this to you. This is all you. I swear.” He said, seriously.

She jumped at him, her arms wrapping around his neck, squeezing him, as a squeal escaped her lips. “I am so excited, Jon. Really excited about work again. It has been a long time.” She admitted.

He returned the embrace, pulling her close, kissing her temple and whispered in her ear, “I am a bit excited myself, darlin’..”

Not waiting for her answer, he leaned toward her, devouring her warm, sweet mouth, tasting her with his tongue. She responded by letting her tongue dance with his. She could feel his arousal growing against her leg, causing his already snug jeans to become even more taut. He pulled back after a moment and stood up, reaching for her hand. He noticed once more how well her top matched her deep green eyes, since it wouldn’t be on her much longer, he thought, as he led her to the bedroom.

“What are you smirking about now?” she inquired.

“Nothin’ much, baby. Just thinking how much fun it is going to be to unwrap this finely wrapped package.” The smirk widened as he pulled her into him, leaning in to her neck, nibbling lightly right under her ear with his teeth.

She leaned her head back with a giggle, “Damn, cowboy, that tickles!”

He remedied the situation by moving down further to the little dip where her neck and chest met, teasing with his tongue, following the line of her v-neck to the middle where the V dipped right above the swell of her breasts, lifting his hand up to cup her breasts underneath their ruffled covering. His mouth kept going making it’s way to her nipples, which were hard and plainly visible through the silky fabric despite the fact of the padded bra. His teeth bit through the light padding and fabric causing her to let out a gasp. It caused her knees to go weak as she leaned forward into him. He let her nipples escape his love bites for the time being and swooped her up in his arms, carrying her to the bed like the romantic hero he was in her book. He plopped her down on the comforter, and crawled on the bed over her, like a lion investigating his prey. Her toned arms reached up around his neck and pulled his face to hers, one hand resting at her side while the other supported his weight. He laid his body against her length, his cock straining against the fabric of his jeans as her she bent her knee, rubbing her leg against his groin.

His hand moved down to the waist of her pants pushing up her shirt. His slightly calloused hand caressed her smooth skin on its way up to her breast. He pushed her bra over her breast and massaged the nipple gently with his fingers, the rough callouses from playing the guitar caused friction that drove her even more mad.

“Ahhhh, Jon.” She cried, arching her body up to meet his. She moved her hands from around his neck down to his waist band, fumbling with the button and zipper of his jeans. His erection did nothing to ease things for her. Her hands caused his dick to jump as it tried to escape its confines, so Jon finally sat up and did the task himself, freeing his impatient member. He shook his leg, trying to rid himself of the restricting garment. Once free, he peeled the tight black t-shirt from his torso, tossing it to the side.

Devouring Katie with his heated gaze he growled, “Your turn, baby.” And pushed her top up and over her head, her bra close behind. Katie helped him by shimmying her shapely hips out of her pants, and tossing them the way of his with her foot. He helped her by pulling the beige lace boy shorts over her hips, topping their pile of clothes with them. Finally having her just as he liked her, he laid his body on top of hers and buried her mouth, tasting her sweetness, his cock throbbing against her leg. Her hands ran up and down his back, feeling his muscled shoulders flex as they held his weight above her. Her legs automatically opened, letting him sink his cock into her hot wetness. He let out a deep guttural groan as he buried himself inside of her, her hips rising up to meet him stroke for stroke.

The room heated up with their lovemaking, wearing them both out. Once she recovered enough to speak, Katie ran her fingers gently through the wiry graying hair on his chest.

“One of these days I am going to torture you, cowboy. Sweet, hot torture. I will make you lay there and wait for me. It may take hours.” She teased as she lifted her head enough to look him in the eyes.

He raised his brow slightly, “You can torture me any time you like, baby.” he challenged “But what can I say? I am irresistible to you. You can never wait that long.” He said.

Cocky ass, she thought. Her eyes narrowed as she met his somewhat arrogant gaze. Damn man was right though, she thought. She hated that!

“Someday, cowboy, someday. I will wipe the smug grin off your face and make you beg...” She vowed.

“I look forward to it, baby....” He said with a chuckle, “You have no idea.” Thoughts of her ravaging him enough to make him beg caused the heat in his groin to rise slightly once again.

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Chapter 81

2010-07-28T20:48:00.002-05:00

The next morning dawned bright and early, the sun tickling Katie’s eyelids, waking her up slowly. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and looked at the clock. For one second she regretted the lack of sleep from the night before, but remembering her shoot, she found the energy to leap out of bed. Jon was already gone somewhere, most likely for a run. She found the coffee already brewed and waiting for her in the kitchen. Bless him, she thought. He knew her too well. She would need that extra cup today for sure. Though it was his fault that she didn’t get her allotted eight hours last night, she thought, with a smile. Taking her steaming cup she went to sit on the balcony. Letting out a big sigh, she sank back into the deck chair and listened to the morning city sounds and mentally planned out her day. Photo shoot at 10 a.m., late lunch with Jon, then lots of work. She was scheduled to meet with the band’s promotions manager later in the week and needed to have something to show him. The album cover shot was to be chosen first. Jon had located and snagged an old warehouse building for her to do the shoot in today, and hooked her up with an assistant. This would be very telling if she was cut out for this side of the business or not. She was excited, yet nervous. Instead of her own standards, she was now working to the specifications of others. Maybe someday they would seek her out for her style, but right now she was just dabbling and stretching her wings. Another big sigh and she stood up, heading back into the penthouse. It was time to shower and get the day moving.

Chrisoph drove her through the city, finally stopping in an alley miles from the penthouse. A white van was already there. Katie looked around at the graffiti-ed walls and stark brick work. Perfect, she thought. She exited the car with camera bag in hand. Her lights and other equipment had been transported in the van with the two guys hired to help her. Despite Katie’s protests to Jon helping her find some assistance for the shoot, she was now glad he had pushed the idea. This was not going to be easy and she could not be worried about moving the lights herself and running the shoot. After greeting the two men in the van, she told Christoph he could go. He refused, telling her he would be right there when she was done. Jon had given him strict orders. The equipment guys were from Jon’s own payroll, so he trusted them. But it was a tougher section of the city and one could never be too safe. Katie went into the warehouse to scope out the location. She had purchased some new lighting and was excited to try some new set ups. After looking around and showing the men where to set up the lights, she noticed the band had arrived and were waiting by the door. She walked over and introduced herself to the man she recognized instantly from the small cafe on the shore in Rockport.

Wiping her hand on the leg of her jeans first, she offered it to the singer. “Hi, I am Katie McKenzie. I will be doing your shoot today.”

Jack took her hand in his and shook it with a nod, “Ah, yes, Katie, nice to meet you. I am Jack, Jack Miller.” He motioned to the rest of the guys, “And this is the rest of the Jack Miller Band. You have no idea how excited we are to do this. Thank you so much.”

Katie couldn’t help but smile at how eager and excited they looked. She could understand. Jon was doing a really nice thing for them. She knew they were good, though, or Jon wouldn’t waste his time.

After learning the names of the four other guys, Katie chatted with Jack for a few minutes about her ideas and their style. She went into the alley to check out the other outfits and instruments the band had brought, then showed her assistants where to set up the band equipment for another set she would shoot later. She then went back inside and directed the band in posing for the first set. She started out feeling nervous, but quickly forgot her nerves and started getting into the creativity of the shoot. The band took direction well and after two hours of clothing and set changes, they finished the shoot. Feeling hot and grimy in the stagnant warehouse air, she bid the band goodbye and thanked her crew. Before going out to the car to meet Christoph, she let out a big sigh of relief and sent Jon a quick text that she was going to grab a shower at the penthouse before meeting him.

Once back at the penthouse, Katie took a long, warm shower, letting the water soothe her muscles. The new lens and camera were a good deal heavier than her old equipment and her shoulders hurt! After getting out and drying off, she decided to grab a soda from the kitchen and relax for a few minutes. She found Jon already home, sitting at the table with lunch waiting for her. He had decided take out would be a better idea, knowing she would be tired.

“Aww, what is this?” she said, smiling.

“Best Chinese in town!” He said, quite pleased with himself.

She unwrapped the towel still on her head and shook her hair out, combing it with her fingers. “That is so awesome, Jon. I am so happy to stay in, you have no idea.” she said,

“Why don’t you put something comfy on and I will dish it up.” He said, already heading to the kitchen for plates.

“Perfect!” she said, and headed to the bedroom to get dressed.

She emerged a few minutes later in a blue tank top and running shorts, and bare feet, her damp hair falling over her shoulders. Jon admired her as she sat down. She was one of the few women he had known in his life time that looked as good, if not even better, without make up on than with.

After lunch, Katie set herself up at the dining table with her laptop and external hard drive, then got to work. Jon had a few calls to make before Richie came over to work on a few songs. Jon was feeling antsy to write again, so he had called his old friend. Even with the wedding looming mere weeks away, Jon had learned long ago that when the writing bug called, to listen. That is how they worked best and kept producing magic after all these years.

Katie was deep in work mode when she heard a knock on the door. She jumped, realizing Jon was still in the studio, so she answered it. She found Richie, a big grin on his face, on the other side of the door.

“Hey! Katie girl, how are you doing?” He greeted her with a big bear hug, picking her up off her feet.

Katie giggled as he walked inside and put her back down. “Good to see you, Richie.” She couldn’t miss the fact of how good he smelled. He always did, though. As much as she did love Richie, it was more like a big brother than anything near how she felt for Jon. She could understand the draw for the Richie girls, though. He was such a good natured, happy guy most of the time. She could not recall ever not seeing a smile on his face.

“What have you been up to?” He asked as he walked past the dining table with her work all spread out.

“I did the shoot for that new band Jon is helping out. That was a new experience. But I loved it.” she told him, excitedly.

“Good for you! Your stuff is really good, Katie. You will do just great.” He praised her. “So where is the old man? He is making me work again.”

Katie laughed, tough rock star life, she thought. “In the studio, where else?” She said, pointing in the direction Jon disappeared into a few hours earlier.

“Thanks, babe.” He gave her a quick kiss on the top of her head, then sauntered over to the studio, his hands in his pockets.

Katie smiled and shook her head slightly, then sat back down, tucking her feet underneath her, ready to launch in to another editing marathon.

A few hours later Katie felt like her eyes were crossing. Deciding she’d had enough, she shut down the computer and went to make a cup of tea. While waiting for the water to boil she took a quick peek into the studio. Jon and Richie sat in chairs behind the sounding board, each holding a guitar and note pads in front of them. They both looked very intense, so she departed, leaving them alone. A yawn escaped her lips and she decided bed and a movie sounded better than anything else. Taking her tea she headed toward the bedroom, pretty sure Jon would not be joining her until the wee hours of the morning.

The next morning Katie woke as the sun rose above the buildings, peeking through the curtains, the light dancing on the wall behind her. She looked over and saw Jon sprawled out on his stomach, his naked torso half wrapped in the top sheet, snoring away. He looked so yummy she was tempted to curl up next to him and run her finger up and down his back until he woke up and she could attack him. But she knew he was up very late, so decided to let him sleep. The urge was very strong though, so she quickly left the room to go make coffee.

As she listened to the coffee pot brewing, her cell phone rang. The screen flashed Becca’s number.

“Hey, Becca, good morning, chickie.” She answered, her tone chipper.

“Morning there, lady. How are you doing? Tell me about the shoot, how did it go?”

Katie sat down on a kitchen chair, “I have to tell you all about it. It went really well. I am very pleased. I was SO nervous, but after a while I just forgot to be nervous and really got into the creative side of it. The guys were awesome. I wish all artists were that cool. Some can be such asses.”

“That is so great for you, I am really happy it went so well. You know, Kat, there are some that are asses for sure, but you learn to deal with it. Your the professional so you just take charge. It gets easier.” She assured her friend.

Katie chewed on a nail thoughtfully, “I suppose so, I am sure you’re right. I hope so because I hate attitude.” She admitted.

“I know, but really, if they are acting like spoiled brats, you just treat them like one, just like a little kid throwing a tantrum. I just give the attitude back and they usually drop the act.”

Katie nodded, “Yeah, I guess so. Can I put them in time out?” she asked with a laugh.

“Well, not sure about that, but some like to be spanked.”

Katie almost choked on the coffee she just took a sip of. HA! I know one of those, she thought.

“You ok, Kat?” Becca asked through a giggle.”Listen, I was calling because I was wondering if you are free later in the week, maybe for lunch? I am coming into the city for the weekend to see David.”

Thinking for a moment, she replied, “Yes, I am. I have a meeting on Friday morning with some promo people for the band. They want to pick out the album cover shot. Hey, would you want to come with me? I could use the support.”

“Sure, I will be in town on Thursday afternoon, so I could go with you, then we could get lunch afterward. Sound good?”

Relief washing over her, she said, “That sounds great. Thank you. And can’t wait to tell you all about it. I so need some pointers.”

“Not a problem, girl friend. I will stop by say 9, and we can go?”

“Excellent. See you then.” Katie said, then hung up. She poured a cup of coffee, then went out to the balcony to contemplate her newest venture.

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Chapter 80

2010-07-16T15:54:00.004-05:00

Chapter 80

Jon finally lifted his face out of her hair after what seemed like hours. It would be so easy to never leave this house again, he though. She really did intoxicate him. Unlike anyone he had ever met. He and Dot had a good life, while it lasted. She was the familiar in the crazy world of fame. She anchored him for years. But as he matured, and she matured, the fame was too much for their familiar. It was almost like he had made this world his own, finally. And now what he needed was this connection with Katie, this soul binding connection that he could not explain, but knew beyond a doubt, he could not live without.

He looked down into her eyes, his baby blues filled with emotion and thought. She smiled up at him, feeling totally satisfied.

"Penny for your thoughts, now baby..." She sang lightly. He laughed.

Kissing her lightly on the lips, he then rolled over, his arms behind his head as he searched the ceiling for the words. She did that to him at times, made him speechless. "Ah, Kat."

She propped her head in her hand and looked down at him. "Yes....." she inquired, a big grin on her face.

He turned toward her, "Your just everything, baby. Everything. Nothing more for me to say." His eyes locked into hers. She still wasn't used to how those blue eyes held hers when looking at her. She was powerless to look away. But she understood. He was her everything, too. She smiled.

Jon finally sat up and said, "Not to be unromantic, Kat, but I am starving. What do you say we grab a shower and find some lunch? "

Katie couldn't help but laugh. "Sure thing, cowboy. Lets go out. My cupboards are bare."

He nodded and stood beside the bed in all his naked splendor, holding out his hand to her. She took a moment to admire the view, knowing full well he was watching. Her eyes traveled back to his and she took his hand, giving a slight nod of approval. He chuckled and shook his head. "Am I just a piece of meat to you?"

Her face went serious as she looked at him, "No, Jon. Your just my everything." She did it again, rendered him speechless.

After a rather lengthy shower, they dressed and ended up at a local burger joint. While waiting for their lunch, Katie was bursting to tell Jon about her next work venture. Not letting him get a word in edge wise, he listened, taking in how animated she seemed about the whole thing. As she chattered on, his thoughts took a detour for a second as he thought about a certain band he had seen the previous evening. Ah ha, he though.

Waiting for her to take a breath, he jumped in, "Kat, I have a job for you."

She stopped, "A job? For me?" She was intrigued.

Jon held up his hand telling her to hold that thought as their lunch arrived. Once settled, he continued, "There is a band, actually from your area here. They are just breaking out in New York, on a radio station or two. They are very good. Raw, but good. I don't usually do this, but I am going to make sure they get a label. But they are going to need some promo work done now. And I think I have the perfect candidate." He said, his face serious as he stared he down. "What do you say?"

Katie's mouth opened wide, "You mean, not some local club band? Like a real band that is getting their first break? Like, like not some wanna be? " She asked excitedly.

Jon nodded, as he finished chewing his burger, "Yes, a real band, Kat. Not some attitude oozing, wannabe that you might meet by the side of the river next to an abandoned mill building..." he stopped waiting for her reaction.

Kat sputtered, as she tried to drink her soda, she caught his joke really quick. "HA! Your funny, cowboy. Real funny."

Jon couldn't help but laugh, thinking back a year ago to that fateful day. "I try to be." he teased, "But seriously, Kat. What do you say? It would be easier for them to cut out the middle man at first and it would give you a real taste of the world of commercial photography."

Nibbling on a french fry, she slowly nodded, "Yeah. I will do it."

Jon nodded, satisfied, "Excellent. When I get back to New York I will get in touch with them and we can arrange a meeting with the front man."

"Great!" Katie said, excited at the prospect. "I am going to scale back here a bit, with the regular biz. I have a feeling things are about to get crazy over the next couple of months and I am going to need the time and my sanity. Speaking of crazy, do you mind if we plan a few things out this afternoon? "

Jon reached across the table and took her hand, "Sure, babe. What do we need to plan?"

Katie smiled to herself, sure that Jon was used to crazy schedules, but she wasn't. "I just need to map out the next couple of months. Even though I am staying put for the most part, life is going to get a whole lot more complicated very soon. And I need to plan!"

Jon chuckled, knowing her all to well, "You got it. We can take all the time you need to figure it all out. I am easy."

"Well, I know that." Katie teased, "but you know me, I need a plan."

Jon smirked at her little joke. Easy, where your concerned, baby, he thought to himself.

They finished lunch and went back to the carriage house. Jon made his way to the porch, settling in the swing and waited for Katie. She appeared a moment later, note pad, calendar and pen in hand.

Jon couldn't help himself, "I thought you would have a spreadsheet put together by now." he teased.

She flashed him the hairy eyeball as she sat on the swing next to him. "Not all of us have assistants, Mr. Bon Jovi." she shot back.

He tried to suppress a laugh but was only partially successful, "Ok, sorry. Lets get to work, shall we?"

Katie affectionately swatted him with the calendar, then proceeded to open it. "This is serious. We have what, three months? Yes, three months! That will fly by!"

He understood that Katie saw all there was to do before the wedding. Maybe it was was his lifestyle, but it didn't phase him. He was used to traveling and working on the fly.

Turning serious, he said, "Your right. Lets get to work."

They discussed the wedding plans, which were under control, thanks to Carol. Jon had already put plans in place for the day's security, plans Katie would never know the true extent of. It was necessary to keep the peace on their special day. Moving on, they talked about the house renovation that Katie's property would undergo.

Not knowing where to even begin, Katie asked Jon, "We need to decide exactly what we are going to do here. I have no clue where to start."

Knowing he could ease her worries, Jon suggested, "Why don't you let me set up a meeting with an architect. We can go from there. How about sometime next week? I can come out for the day. We could meet here. I know a couple of good ones."

Relief washed over her face, "Ah. Ok, that sounds good." she said. "Just let me know what day, I am pretty open next week."

"Will do." Jon promised. "Is there anything else we need to figure out?" he inquired.

Checking her list, she said, "No, I think that about covers it for now. I think that was my biggest worry. But you took care of it." she said, smiling at him.

"At your service." Jon said, as he stood up. "Do you want a soda or something? I am dying of thirst."

Nodding, she said, "That sounds good, thanks, cowboy."

Jon gave her a quick wink as he left the porch. "Just leave it to me, darlin'."

Letting out a long deep breath, Katie leaned back, letting the motion of the swing ease her stresses.

The next months flew by with plans for the renovation and Jon traveling back and forth from New York. The architect had met with them and designed an addition on to the existing house that would allow the main house to be used during renovations. While it would be inconvenient, he promised it would be done by the holidays. Jon had spoken to Jack about doing some work with Katie and she was scheduled to spend the last week in August in New York shooting their new album cover and a mess of other stuff. Jon had pulled a few favors and the band was scheduled to release the album in the early spring.

As the summer closed, Katie had slowed down considerably at the studio. She prepared herself for New York by helping Becca on a few jobs. With a new creative vision and attitude about the work she found herself enjoying the world of commercial photography more than she ever thought she would. When she boarded the plane for New York she felt excited and ready for this new adventure. Jon had prepped her for the fact that she would be working with a whole team of people on the project and in no way would it be easy. She was used to being in control of a project from start to finish, but this was a whole other world. Christoph met her at the airport in Jon's car and sped her through New York traffic to the Soho penthouse. She stood in front of the building taking it in. She would be spending a lot more time here, she knew, commuting for projects until she made more of a name for herself. No one was home when she entered the loft. A note was left on the door stating that Jon would be back later and to make herself at home. Christoph brought her luggage up and she unpacked her belongings, settling in for the week.

After pouring a glass of ice tea she went out on the balcony overlooking the quieter side of the street. People were around but not as many as the busier street over. A few trees broke up the endless line of pretty, yet hard buildings. Such a different view than her back porch, she thought. Before she had left, Katie had sat down with Brandon and Sophia to discuss her latest business venture, the plans for the house and the additional travel that would be involved in her life from now on. As they always did, the kids took it all in stride, even expressing excitement over the house renovation. In the end it wouldn't uproot their lives too much since they spent every other week with their dad anyway. She planned to be at home as much as she could when they were scheduled to be with her. After seeing some of her work over the past month Jon had suggested perhaps she may like to join the band on tour and be the official tour photographer at some point. She told him no, she couldn't travel that much with the kids. She knew he was used to that schedule, and his kids had been raised in that environment, but hers had not. The climate was changing for her, but it would not for the kids, she vowed that. Even realizing if she had to work less to make sure she was there when they were, she would do that, as hard as it was to think of pulling back. Never being a huge fan of his previous wife for her own personal jealous reasons way back when, she now understood the challenges they must have faced. Knowing this, she hoped it gave them a better chance than he and Dot had. She knew some things would be a shake up for them, even though they swore they were more excited than anything. There would be speed bumps along the way. Even though Jon had been the poster child for long term rock n roll marriages, even he didn't make it in the long run. As much as she loved him, and knew he loved her, sometimes she worried about the challenges of the situation. He had assured he had learned a lot from the first round and would not let them grow apart like he and Dot had. Having been through a divorce as well, Katie felt more prepared this time around.

Just then she heard her cell phone ring in the kitchen. She went back inside to answer it, finding it was the band's new manager confirming their shoot for tomorrow morning. She hung up with a sigh, excited and nervous, she knew New York would not be a getaway for her any longer, but a place of work, like it was for Jon. Feeling antsy, she grabbed her sunglasses and handbag, then headed out for a walk around the neighborhood. Maybe some retail therapy would calm her nerves a bit. Stepping out on to the cobblestone sidewalk, she blended in with the other pedestrians.

She returned later to find Jon at home. He greeted her with a big hug and peck on the cheek, "Hey baby, it is so good see you."

She leaned in for the kiss as she dropped her bags to the side. "Same!" she said with a smile and wrapped her arms around his neck. His warm body felt so good against hers, familiar and perfect.

After lingering in his embrace, he inspected her bags, "What did you get?"

She took the bags over to the sofa and showed him her prizes, mostly camera stuff for her shoot tomorrow. "Nothing too exciting, a new camera backpack that holds my computer AND tripod. Very excited about that. And.....I know I was bad, but I bought a new lens." she admitted, blushing. "I shouldn't have, with the wedding and all coming up...."

Jon cut her off with a hearty laugh, "Kat, honey, you do know you don't have to worry about that kind of thing. No guilt, ok?"

She blushed further, "But, it was a very expensive lens, Jon...." she said sheepishly..."one I drooled over for a couple of years and thought I would never buy...."

He shook his head, still laughing, "I understand. But you need to let go of that. I know this is your job, you are very talented and you deserve the best equipment out there to create your art. Besides I am sure it is not going to impact your bottom line, nor mine." he said.

"It would impact my bottom line, let me tell you...but maybe not yours. But it is my bottom line that I watch." She said sternly.

"Kat, ok, I am sorry. I do understand. I just want you to know that what is mine is yours, you don't have to worry about it, you can get any equipment you want or need." He said with a sigh, damn, she was head strong sometimes. "We are getting married. There is no prenup. There is no his and hers. You are my partner. I understand we have separate businesses and yours is just as important as mine is, but I just want you to know that financially speaking, everything I pay myself is paid to our family, not just to me. I will insist on this from day 1 and if you argue, we will have issues." He said, his deep blue eyes challenging the green sparks she was shooting in his direction.

She glared at him, not saying a word for a moment. "Fine. I understand that. But my business will support itself. It always has and it always will." She said, her glare softening a bit.

He smiled, loving her fire, "Ok then, that is fine. We have an understanding." he turned around and went into the bedroom, returning a second later with a package and handed it to her.

"What is this?" She asked, suspiciously.

"Just open it." He ordered.

She narrowed her eyes at him and pulled off the ribbon, undoing the box. Inside was new, top of the line camera. She looked up at him, her expression even darker, "Jon!!!!" she exclaimed. "I just told you!"

"Ok, I am tired of being yelled at already, dang it, Kat. It is a gift! Take it as a gift and be nice to me! I wanted to surprise you for your new venture and thought you would really love it." He said, laughing. Her mood steamed over more as he laughed at her. She started towards him, her eyes darker than a storm cloud. His smile fading a bit and was replaced with that mischievous smirk he did so damn well. He put out his hands as if to protect himself, but grabbed her around the waist instead, crushing her body against his and devoured her mouth before she could yell at him again. As he kissed her deeply she slowly melted against him, forgetting why she was going to yell at him in the first place.

Finally he eased his hold on her and looked down into her green eyes, that now resembled a quiet, serene pool. She looked up at him and whispered, "Damn man."

He threw his head back and laughed, hugging her to him. He then took her hand and led her toward the bedroom, which she let him do, leading her like a puppy dog. Damn man.

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Chapter 79

2009-09-14T12:26:00.003-05:00

Katie slept in on Saturday, since the kids were at their dad's house that weekend. After a long, hot bath she descended the stairs and was welcomed by the smooth hum of a car engine pulling in. She had received Jon's voicemail that he would be arriving in the morning rather than Friday night. True his word, there was a sporty convertible rental sitting in her driveway. Smiling, Katie watched Jon as he got out of the sexy car. Not a collector by any means, Jon did enjoy nice cars, even if he was just driving it for the weekend. The door opened and he got out with a panther like grace, reaching into the backseat to grab hisduffel bag and swung it on his shoulder with ease. He looked the mix of rock star and highway cowboy in his old, faded jeans and worn boots, topped with a snug, black t-shirt. Black was obviously his favorite color. But then he looked so good in it, Katie thought, noticing his arm flex under the weight of theduffel bag. Holding her cup of coffee in one had, she opened the door for him with the other as he came up the front stairs. She greeted him wearing a swingy little sundress and a smile. His face lit up when he saw her. Without saying a word, he tossed the duffel in the hall and grabbed her around the waist pulling her in close. Katie set her cup down on the hall table just in time for his lips to posses hers in a long deep kiss. Her body melted into his, curve for curve, pressing against him, her hands reaching up around his neck, pulling his head to her.

"Mmmmmmm, baby..." Jon moaned against her lips. "God, I have missed you so much, it drives me crazy!" He whispered, pulling his lips away and burying his face in her hair.

Katie leaned her forehead against his chest, breathing in his scent, a mixture of a musky, warmth and his aftershave. Letting out a sigh, she raised her head, her eyes locking into his. "We really need to do something about this, cowboy. I can't take these occasional weekend flings." She teased, tracing his lips with her fingertip. "I have a great idea."

"Oohh, really." He inquired, his lips curved in a slight smirk, that he did so well.

"Really. I think you should marry me." She growled, "Then I could have my way with you any time I liked." she teased as she ran her hand down his chest to his firm stomach and around to his sculpted ass. She put her hands deep in his back pockets and pulled him tightly against her. "What do you think about that?" She said saucily.

She could feel him pressed against her stomach and felt stirrings in the snug jeans he was wearing. She pulled him into the room, then taking her hands out of his pockets, closed the door and tip toed backward, crooked her finger at him and motioned for him to follow her, then she bounded up the stairs. Not taking his eyes off her, he followed, though not as quickly. Walking up stairs was not an easy task when one went commando and tended to favor tight Levis. He saw her turn the corner at the top of the stairs toward her room. Damn, that woman does not waste time, he though. Forgetting his discomfort down yonder he sprinted the last couple of steps and caught up to her, grabbing her waist and swinging her around to face him.

"I think, right now, I am going to have my way with you, baby." he growled into her ear, the proceeded to run his hands up her stomach to her breasts as he devoured her mouth, his tongue demanding entry. He hands cupped her full breasts, lifting them as he tasted her sweetness mixed with the taste of coffee. Her attempt at teasing long gone from her mind, she pulled his t-shirt out of his jeans, and ran her hands under it feeling his hard abs on up to his chest around to his back. With a sharp intake of breath from the feeling of her hands on his bare skin, he buried one hand in her hair and pulled her mouth harder against his, while the other wandered south to her stomach and hips, finally stopping between her legs pressing his hand hard against her, feeling how hot she was.

She let out a moan at the pressure of his hand against her, arching her body into it. He couldn't take any more and backed her into the bedroom and toward the bed, gently laying her on the bed as he crawled on top of her, continuing to assault her mouth with his. Her hands left his bare skin and flew to the waistband of his jeans where she fumbled with the button. She finally succeeded and his cock jumped free from the restraining fabric of the jeans. Katie took him in her hand, feeling how hard he was already, stroking his cock up and down, slowly as she moaned against his lips for more.

"Oh Fuck!" He growled at the touch of her warm hand. This was no time for slow and romantic. He pulled away and pushed her dress up her legs to her waist and finally over her breasts. Katie sat up to help him in his quest, pulling the dress over her head and tossing it on the floor. He had been in to much of a hurry to see her to notice she was not wearing a bra, or panties. But there she was in all her naked beauty, looking at him, her eyes clouded with need. Their eyes locked for one split second and Jon peeled his t-shirt off, it joining the dress in a crumpled pile on the floor. His hand gently pushed her back on the bed, as his body covered hers.

Her body arched towards his, as he buried his face in her neck and whispered, "Please forgive me, baby, but I need you NOW!" just as he pushed her legs apart with his knee and entered her in one swift motion, burying himself as deep inside of her as he could. Katie let out a sound that was a combination of a groan and a scream as she felt his expansive cock fill her up, deeper than she thought possible. Her body arched up higher into his as he started a fast, almost violent claim on her body.

Not sure if she was in pain or pleasure, and not caring, Katie let out scream after scream as he plummeted into her, "Oh! God! FUCK me HARD! JON! AAAHHHH OOOOHHH My GOD!"

His mind was completely gone at that point as his mouth claimed her breast and bit her nipple with his teeth, just hard enough to cause further screams from her as he found himself unable to stop. He felt the pressure building in his own loins as he picked up speed. Not sure if she was going to pass or not, Katie felt her belly tighten as she was carried away on a wave of pleasure so intense all she could do was yell. Jon felt the powerful tremors in her body as her vagina wrap tightly around his cock, her orgasm taking over. Forgetting all reality, the animal within took over as he let outguttural groan after groan as he fucked her so hard her body slid back on the bed, further with each stroke. He lifted his head and let out a yell as his cock tightened and deposited his cum deep inside of her. Finally not able to hold his body up any longer, he collapsed on top of her, their bodies sweaty from the intense exertion. Both breathing heavily, they couldn't say anything.

After what seemed like an eternity, Jon rolled off of her and lay on the bed beside her.

She let out a deep sigh and turned to look at him. "Holy hell, cowboy, what was that?"

Suddenly feeling a bit sheepish, he looked at her, "Ah damn, I am sorry, baby. I hope I didn't hurt you." He said as he brushed aside a strand of hair that was stuck to her cheek, wet with perspiration.

She let out a little chuckled, "No worries, babe. You didn't. But I sure do feel well fucked. My God!"

Jon blushed slightly as he rolled over to face Katie, taking her in his arms. "Baby, you do things to me I can't even explain. Your like a drug I can't get enough of. The more I taste, the more I want. And the need gets stronger and stronger." He admitted.

Katie smiled. He really had no idea, did he? Holy crap, she though. For years she had said those very words to Becca about HIM, Jon Bon Jovi. It was one of those moments she still had occasionally when she went back to being the old Katie, feeling like she was living in a dream.

Jon noticed her smile, knowing something was behind it. "Penny for your thoughts, baby...." he said as he propped his head up on one arm, gazing down at her.

Katie turned her head and looked up at the ceiling, her smile slowly fading. She looked back at him, her eyes open straight to her soul and said, "Jon, I have felt the same way about you since I was 15 years old." A single tear trickled down her cheek. Her words and raw emotion jolted him as he realized, even though he had spoken the words first, she indeed had love him much longer than he had loved her. Not able to speak, he wrapped her back up into his arms and pulled her close, thanking God for the gift he had been given. A gift far more precious than all the fame and money in the world.

Chapter 78

2009-09-13T21:35:00.003-05:00

Katie pulled up next to Becca's car in the parking lot of the restaurant. The kids had not been pleased to be left behind, despite her ordering takeout pizza for them. She felt bad, but knew she would have the whole weekend with them. And she really needed to talk to Becca. Her best friend and business partner, who knew more about her as a person, and an artist, than just about anyone. After parking Katie entered the restaurant and spotted Becca already at a table waving for her. Katie waved back and weaved her way between the tables, sliding into the booth across from her friend. Becca had taken the liberty of ordering Katie's favorite chardonnay. Katie took a quick sip, then let her body relax into the back of the booth seat, letting out a sigh. Becca watched her, a small smile understanding on her face. She could tell something was on Katie's mind when she had called about dinner plans. Katie smiled back, feeling like she could finally let out a deep breath.

"So, tell me, what is on your mind, sweets. I can tell you have something rumbling around in that mind of yours." Becca said, ready to listen.

Katie let out a slow breath before she spoke, "I took off yesterday and today, if you didn't notice."

Becca nodded, "Yeah, I saw that on the calendar in the office when I stopped by the studio today. Any special reason?"

"I think I need a change. I have not been into work lately. I almost dread next week which is crazy busy for me. I haven't been excited about it in quite some time. I don't know what is up." Katie admitted.

"Huh. Have you ever thought that you may have other things on your mind lately? Like getting married to one of the biggest rock stars in the world?" Becca chuckled, thinking herself smug for pointing out the obvious. Katie did not appear amused.

"Well, thank you, captain obvious. As if I didn't know that." Katie slightly snapped at her friend.

Becca's smile faded, "Kat, listen. I am sorry. Ok, obviously you have a lot on your mind. I guess all I am saying is cut yourself some slack. You have a lot going on right now."

"I know that. But that isn't it. No, I feel stuck, stagnant. I am craving something different, something new. I just don't know what." Katie said, irritated with herself more than Becca.

Becca nodded, "Ok. Well, would some time off help clear the air for you? I can take care of things at the studio. I just can't take on many of your clients because I have had to turn away promo work lately, I am so busy."

Katie cocked her head a bit, thinking. "Becca, that's it. Even Jon suggested it. Maybe I should try my hand at something else. Promo work used to be my worst fear. But I have to say I really enjoyed Jon's shoot last years."

Becca snorted as she started laughing during a sip of wine. "HA!"

Katie shot her an evil look, "Not because of that, you ninny! I enjoyed the creativity of it. The edginess." Thinking, she tapped her fingernails on the table. "Could you help me try some more work like that on for size?" Katie's expression softened.

Becca didn't look convinced, "You? The one that used to complain about their egos?"

Katie rolled her eyes, "Yeah, I know. But honestly spending time with Jon and the boys, getting used to THAT world, I have a bit of a different perspective now. I think I could handle it. Come on, what do you say?" Katie begged her friend.

Becca didn't think it was a bad idea at all. As a matter of fact she knew Katie's work rocked. Even the model shots she had done in New York last summer were amazing. And it might be fun to work on the same thing for a while. "But what about your current clients?" Becca said, concerned.

"I don't think I am ready to jump ship or anything. I think I will keep my current clients, just not push for new ones right now. And I will book a lighter load, take more time." Katie said, sounding quite sure of herself. She had to admit, the though excited her to an extent.

Becca studied her for a moment, then said, "Ok. Then let's do it. You said your crazy next week, but why not book out after the wedding for new clients and I can start referring some work your way. "

Katie's face lit up, "Wonderful! Just tell me when I start!"

"Whoa, there. Slow down. I will set you up with one or two shoots the week after next, ok? Just to take it slow and see how you like it." Becca laughed at her enthusiasm. She wasn't quite sure what had gotten in to Katie. But maybe this is what she needed.

Katie went home after dinner at least excited about the prospect of trying something new. It was the first time in a long time, at least photography wise.

The next week Jon was scheduled to take the kids for the week, then would fly to Boston over the weekend to spend some time with Katie. That Friday night after dropping the kids back off with Dot, Jon went for a long run, then took a quick shower. He was originally going to fly into Boston that night, but decided to check out the new band he had heard on the radio. He wrapped a towel around his toned waist and went to his closet, rummaging for something club worthy, that would not make him stand out. Settling on a pair of dark wash Levi's, a black t-shirt and black sports jacket, he completed the outfit with a pair of worn black leather boots. Running his fingers quickly through his damp hair, grabbing his wallet and sunglasses, he was out the door. He would be driving himself tonight, not wanting to draw any any attention to himself. His Beemer was waiting out front when he got off the elevator. He placed the shades on his chiseled face and zoomed off into the city night.

Knowing his fair share of club owners, he was ushered right in the backdoor of the club, though he chose to sit out front, off in a dark corner. The Jack Miller Band had already taken the stage, opening for another act that would come out later in the evening. Jon put his sunglasses in the pocket of his jacket, leaned back into the chair, and rested his foot on his knee, listening, as the waiter came up. He placed his order, all the while listening. The club was dark, not full, but the people there seemed to really enjoy the music. Jon watched the reaction of the crowd as well as the performance. He liked what he saw and heard. It was the same Jack Miller he had seen a year ago in Rockport, but this time he was backed up with a full band. They were tight, he thought, very tight. As they played the last song and prepared to leave the stage, Jon rose from his seat and spoke with the club owner, then disappeared to the back of the club. He went into the room the band used as a makeshift dressing room. A couple members of the band had went straight for the bar to get a drink, but Jack went in the back, entering the room while he wiped the perspiration from his forehead with a small towel. It took him a second to realize someone was already in the room.

"Hey." he said, greeting the man. Then looked closer as Jon walked toward him, his hand extended.

"Hey, Jack, right? Jack Miller? Not sure if you remember me or not, but I saw you last year in a one man gig in Rockport, Mass." Jon took the hand Jack offered, giving it a firm shake.

Jack studied him for a moment and then the recognition became clear in his face. "Yes, I remember. Mr. Bon Jovi." He said, laughing as he slapped his leg. "What brings you here tonight?"

Jon led him to a couple of chairs and motioned for him to sit. After settling in the chair, Jon went on, "Well, I heard your song on the radio, liked it. A lot, actually, and came on down to check you guys out."

Not sure exactly how to react, Jack said, "Whoa, really. Well, thank you, Mr. Bon Jovi. I am very flattered. I don't quite know what to say, it is an honor."

Jon chuckled, "First of all, call me Jon. Second, do you have a few minutes to chat?"

Jack nodded, "Ok, Jon. Yeah, sure. We have about half an hour before the next act. Let me get you a drink, whatcha have?" Jack asked as he stood to head out to the bar.

"Just a beer is fine, thanks." Jon said as he Jack left the room.

Jack came back with two bottles of beer, handed one to Jon and sat back down.

Jon nodded his thanks, and went on, "I came down tonight because I really liked what I heard on the radio. I went to your site and checked out your songs. You have some real good stuff. I wanted to hear you live, so here I am." Jon stopped to take a long drink of his beer, then went on. "Tell me, what is your story right now? Sounds like you have air time. Do you have a record deal?" Jon inquired.

Jack shook his head, "No. Just a promo CD we have been running around to radio stations. The guys and I have been moving around a bit more trying to get the word out, get more exposure than just hanging around Boston gave us. A few radio stations are starting to pick up the single, the one you heard. But so far nothing else has really happened." He shrugged.

Jon looked at him intently for a moment, took another sip of his beer and said, "Well, Jack. Things are about to start happening." Jack regarded him inquisitively, wondering just what Mr. Bon Jovi had on his mind.

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Chapter 77

2009-09-12T19:57:00.003-05:00

The first thing Katie did on Monday morning was block out the Thursday and Friday of that week for herself. As much as Jon tried to convince her this was going to be easy and low stress, she knew better. Maybe he was used to having five irons in his fire, but she wasn't. She scrolled through to Thursday on her phone calendar and typed in "Rockport." First things first, she needed to organize her brain. Friday had the label of "Stuff." What stuff, she wasn't sure yet. But it wasn't work stuff. She also moved her Saturday session to the week after, leaving the weekend wide open to spend with the kids. She was feeling the need to regroup and touch base with her family, her life. As much as New York had helped her put things into perspective, it had not filed her thoughts in any reasonable order at all. Inns, dresses, weddings, home renovations, step-kids, and not to mention, her business. She let out a sigh as the doorbell signaled her first session of the day. She looked out toward the studio, not looking forward to her work today, then put on a smile and went to greet her client.

Back in New York, Jon packed an overnight bag as he got ready to head out to Philly for a couple of days. There were rumblings of the future of the AFL being in severe jeopardy. And despite the fact of the SOUL going out as champs last year, the new season had never appeared. News of more trouble of the financial state of the AFL had hit the news wires over the weekend, and Jon knew he had some fancy footwork to do with the Soul. It was looking more and more like the end of the AFL was very near, just short of an official announcement. The administration was down to a skeletal crew and SOUL Foundation was in desperate need of reorganization. No one else could do that but Jon, and he knew it was time to face facts. The SOUL foundation was near and dear to his heart and he could not bear to see it go down with the SOUL and the AFL. The rest was tragic enough. He had scheduled meetings with lawyers to change the name of the foundation so he could keep it alive and keep helping those he felt were so strongly in need of it. He tossed in a last few items and zipped the leather duffel bag up, taking it to the front door where he deposited it. Grabbing a sport jacket and a pair of sunglasses, he called down to Christoph. He gave one last look around the room as if to make sure he wasn't forgetting anything, swung the bag over his shoulder and left, knowing the sooner he did, the sooner things could get back on track.

On the way to the airport, Jon gave Katie a quick call, getting her voicemail, "Hey, baby. I am off to Philly for a couple of days. You can get me by cell. I am headed there to take care of the Foundation, not looking forward to it. Its a sad day, indeed. Anyway, I will try you later. I love you, Kat."

As the car speed past the tall buildings, Jon noticed the current song playing on the radio. The voice sounded familiar, yet he couldn't place it. He listened intently. It was good. Very good. The last cords drifted over the airwaves and the DJ broke in, "That is new music, folks. The Jack Miller Band. New band, new stuff. I predict we will be hearing a lot more of them in the coming future."

Jack Miller Band....Jack Miller....Jon tossed the name around on his tongue. Then a light bulb went off as he dug his wallet out of the back pocket of his jeans. Rummaging through piles of old business cards he finally came across it. The card that singer at the seaside cafe had handed him in Rockport just a year ago. Jack Miller. Sure enough, it was the same voice. He was sure of it.

He leaned forward to tapping Christoph on the shoulder, "What station was that, Christoph?"

Christoph glanced at the rear view mirror after a quick check at the radio. "That was Z108, Sir. Any reason?"

"Nah, just curious. Thanks." Jon said, as he fumbled for a pen in his jacket pocket, then scribbled Z108 on the back of the card. Nodding to himself, he put the card back in his wallet, in the front this time and stuck it back into his jean pocket. The airport was approaching and he had other things on his mind at the moment.

Despite being tired, Katie made herself get out of bed early on Thursday. Brendan was at overnight camp for the week and Sophia was at a friend's house, after seeing a concert the night before. Katie wasn't picking her up until later in the afternoon. So after a quick cup of coffee and a bowl of cereal, she grabbed a note pad and pen, then headed toward Rockport for a few hours. She felt a great sense of relief to be headed somewhere besides the studio today. Not bothering to park near downtown or the wharf, she parked by the rocky point overlooking the harbor instead. Picking her way through the brush, she eventually found a secluded, breezy spot on the rocks. Hidden from the main path, she relaxed and breathed in the salty air. The day was slightly overcast and a bit cool for July. Perfect, Katie though. The tablet sat on the rock next to her as she watched the boats leaving, heading out for a day setting lobster traps and fishing. She let her thoughts wander for a while, not dictating their direction. She felt edgy, discontented almost. She couldn't put her finger on why. But realized she had been feeling that way for a while. It took a few minutes of probing her thoughts to realize she had felt that way before, usually when she felt the need for a change, or a shake up in her life. Something different. After a few minutes thinking about the upcoming wedding and Jon, she still couldn't figure out just WHAT was making her feel that way. She thought ahead to her next week, that was jam packed with sessions, and realized, it was her job. She could feel a small sense of dread in the pit of her stomach. She laid back on the rocks and watched the gulls circle overhead, most likely looking for a handout. It had been quite a while since Katie had spent any mental energy on thinking about her business. For the past year she had really just stuck with the same old routine, same old ideas. The studio was doing well, but she realized she was not enjoying it as much as she used to. The last year had been spent focusing on her relationship with Jon, all the changes taking place in her life, the kids and how they were taking it all in. She had neglected the very thing that used to hold the most passion for her. She sat up and grabbed the notebook, clicking the pen as she began to jot down ideas. Maybe if she came up with some ideas for new sets or a new promotion, something different, she would look forward to the busy fall season that was quickly approaching. Holding the pen poised above the paper, she realized the ideas weren't coming. Eventually she closed the notebook and decided to take a walk. Maybe it was just all the changes and plans going in her personal life right now. Perhaps she was just too occupied with everything else. She made a mental note to take fewer clients for the next couple of months. That would give her some breathing room and time to organize all the changes in her life, and decide what, if any, direction she wanted to change with the business. Spotting her favorite cafe, she decided to stop in for an early lunch and an iced tea. The waiter seated her on the porch overlooking the bay. She noticed a young woman setting up a mic and guitar, getting ready to entertain the lunch crowd. It brought her mind back to a year ago when she remembered listening to the young man sing a song on that fateful day.

Back in New York on Friday, Jon had just finished up a run on the treadmill and showered. Rubbing a towel over his damp hair, he walked into the living room looking for his phone. He sat on the sofa and looked out over the city before spotting it on the side table. He dropped the damp towel on the arm of the sofa and picked up the phone dialing Katie's number. He had not talked to her in a couple of days and wanted to hear her voice, even if was just her voice mail. He was slightly surprised to hear her real self answer.

"Hey there, cowboy!" She smiled into the phone.

"Hey, baby. How are you? What are you doing? I am shocked you answered. I figured you would be hard at work." He said, pleasantly surprised to speak to her and not have to leave a message.

"Actually, I am sitting on the porch swing reading a book." She said.

"Really. Slow day at the office?" He asked.

"No, not really. I took the rest of the week off. I went to Rockport yesterday and am just hanging around here today relaxing and catching up on some house stuff." She admitted lazily.

"Well, good for you!" He said, thinking she deserved it, she worked so hard. But it was unlike her to put business on hold unless she had a reason. "Any special reason? Everything ok?"

She put the book down and leaned back against the arm, stretching her legs out on the swing. "No, nothing is wrong. Not at all. I just felt like playing hooky for a few days. That's all. Just not having as much fun with it lately, and thought a break might do me good." She told him, not admitting to how good it had felt to be away from the studio. "How did things go in Philly? I know you were dreading it." She ask, changing the subject.

He noted that she didn't seem to want to chat about it, but he wouldn't let it drop just yet. "It went fine. You know, it was tough, yes. But it is what it is. It isn't the time for the Soul right now. I got the name of the Foundation changed and everything is still in place to continue on its own now. It is now a separate entity, not affiliated with anything or anyone but me and the people that run it. It was sad. But hopefully we can still do some good things, you know?"

She nodded as if he was sitting next to her, "Well, that is good that you can continue on. I know it is a big let down, the Soul and all."

"It is. But like I said, it is what it is, right? In the end it is also a business. And sometimes you have to do what you have to do in business. You have be flexible, willing to change and try different avenues, you know?" He said, shrugging his shoulders.

"Yeah. I guess that is true." she said, her mind thoughtful. Without realizing it he had hit the nail right on the head with what was bothering her.

"Your quiet, baby. Tell me what is on your mind? I am glad you took some time off, but what sparked it? Talk to me." He said, sounding concerned.

She let out a sigh, "I think you just said it, Jon. I have been feeling kind of bored with the business for a while. I haven't spent any time in the last year really revamping it or changing anything. I used to be so passionate about it. But lately I feel like something is missing. Maybe I need to change things up a bit. I don't know."

"Ah, I see." He understood now. She had put everything she had into her business before he came along. "Have you ever thought about trying a different avenue? Another type of photography? Remember how much fun you had that day you went out in the city with the model? There are so many things you could do." He offered.

She listened to his suggestion, he was right. There were many different areas of photography. The one thing about her craft that she loved was the different directions photography could take a person. "Yeah, I did enjoy that. I just don't know what else I would want to do. Or how to do it." She said, thoughtfully.

"Don't forget, Kat. If I can be of any help at all...you know, I could get you in touch with people." Jon said, knowing she would take it the wrong way the minute it left his mouth.

"Oh no, Jon. I will not having you setting me up with a job. That goes against everything I have worked for in my business." She responded.

"Wait, Kat. I didn't mean it that way. I just meant if you wanted any help finding a company or people to talk to about your ideas. I don't need to sell you, your work can sell itself." He explained.

Feeling silly, she said, "I am sorry. I know you didn't. Sometimes I jump to conclusions, you know me."

"You know, baby, whatever you want to do is ok with me. You know I will support you in any way I can. Even if you wanted to take a break from the business, I support your decision. I just want you to be happy. I do know how much you love your work though, and I will do whatever I can to help you succeed. Whatever you want to take from that you can. Because you know I will offer whatever you ask. " Jon assured her.

"I know, Jon. I appreciate that." She said, her voice barely above a whisper. She did know he would do anything she asked, would provide any opportunity she wanted in an instant. She also knew if she ever took him up on that, her business would become meaningless to her. She was a self made woman, and would accept no less for herself or her career. "You may have an idea, though. I might talk to Becca about doing some work with one of the agencies she works with. Just to try something different."

"That is a great idea. Those pictures you did for me last year turned out amazing. You have real talent, Kat. No matter what the subject." His compliments were not wasted on her.

"Your too kind, cowboy."

"No Kat, I speak the truth. I have worked with many, many photographers over the years, and you have what it takes." He insisted.

"Well, I do know these couple of days off have been good. And I will talk to Becca this next week." The more she thought about it, the more it sounded like that may be just what she needed. A change.

They chatted for a few more minutes before hanging up. After the call, Katie called Becca to suggest getting together for dinner. Katie wanted to run some thoughts by her.

Jon sat down at the dining room table where his laptop sat. He started it up and did a search for the Jack Miller Band. Finding a web site, he checked out their calendar of performances. Seeing a club not far from him, he jotted the date down on his calendar. I might try and stop by, he thought, liking what he heard on their site even more than the song he had heard on the radio. He perused the site, checking out their promo pictures. I know someone that could showcase them a whole lot better, he thought, with a slight smirk on his lips.

Chapter 78

Chapter 76

2009-06-09T21:47:00.003-05:00

The week flew by as Katie was inundated with sessions, the month quickly coming to a close. Carol had left a message one afternoon while Katie was out at a senior shoot, but a day later she still had yet to return it. Maybe once the week was over she could concentrate on other things, but work loomed heavily on her mind in the evenings. Sports were done for the season and the kids cheered their last day of school on Thursday, just a week before the 4th of July. It had been a long year, Katie thought, as she finished proofing a session Friday evening. The clock on her computer flipped the numbers, 9:30, 9:31...Katie sighed as she finally closed it out. She was tired, she realized as she flipped the lights off, the sun had already slipped down leaving a faint pink streak as the nighttime blackness claimed the sky. The house was dark when she got home. Brandon was spending the weekend camping with a friend's family. Sophia was out at the movies and having a sleepover. Katie was relieved to have the house to herself, welcoming the quiet darkness as she closed the screen door behind her. She poured a glass of wine and made her way to the back porch, sinking into the porch swing cushion. Her foot gently pushed against the floor as the swing creaked under her gentle motion. A few minutes later her cell phone ran on the kitchen counter. Smiling, she got it on the third ring, knowing it was Jon.

"Hey, there." She said, a sleepy smile on her lips.

"Hey, baby. How's my Kat? You sound tired, long day?" he asked. She could hear the smile in his voice.

"Yeah, I'm exhausted. Long, busy week." She laughed softly as she sat back in the swing.

"Aww, wish I could give you back rub. That would relax you." He said, his voice almost a whisper as if he didn't want someone to hear.

"You have no idea how much I would love that, cowboy." She sighed.

They chatted for a few more minutes before Jon finally told her to go to bed and get some rest. She really did sound exhausted. He knew she was very busy in the summer and hoped she would pace herself.

"Get some sleep, baby. We'll talk tomorrow. Oh, mom said she called but left a message." He half inquired.

"Yep, I got it. I have it on my list to call her back tomorrow. It was just too crazy to think about anything but work this week. But the weekend is wide open and I can concentrate on OTHER things then." She assured him.

"Take your time, there is no rush, Kat. Anything can be arranged even at the last minute. I think she was more worried she had not heard from you than worried about the plans. No sweat. Now you get to bed. I love you, baby." He whispered into the phone.

She smiled into the phone, "I will. Love you, too."

She did just that after hanging up. Too tired to finish her wine she turned out the lights, locked up and climbed the stairs, her legs heavy.

She was awakened by the house phone ringing. Shaking the fog from her head she looked at the clock, realizing she had slept well past 10 a.m. The phone ceased its rude disruption to her quiet slumber and she heard the voice mail in the distance, though she couldn't make out who it was.

She swung her legs over the edge of the bed and went downstairs, hearing the tail end of the message. It was the stable owner just checking in, saying it had been a long time since she had seen Katie at the stable. Feeling guilty she made a promise to take a walk down there later in the day. She did miss the horses. Maybe a quick ride if she had time. The coffee maker had already brewed and shut itself off after two hours since she had slept so late. She poured a cup anyway and stuck it in the microwave. After a few sips she cleared her head enough to jot down a to do list for the day. First thing was to call Carol back. She had to pick up Sophia at some point, though she was sure the girls were still sleeping, even later than she. As she searched in her cell for Carol's number, her thoughts went back to what Jon had said, we can arrange anything even at the last minute. She was sure this was true. Money made anything possible in a short amount of time. Letting out a sigh she found the number and hit dial. The plans felt like just another chore at the moment. She knew it was just because of her hectic week and despite the long sleep, she still felt slightly brain dead.

Carol answered sounding very chipper and awake. They chatted about general stuff, then after Carol excused herself to find a notepad, some ideas for the wedding plans. Carol knew just the questions to ask, jotting down as she went. Katie was thankful for her organization as she, herself, had no clue where to start despite the fact it would be a very small, very simple wedding. By the time they hung up, the flowers, number of guests and even the food had been decided thanks to Carol's experience, questions, and input. Feeling a bit of a weight lifted off her shoulders, Katie jotted one more thing on her own list, to get a nice thank you gift for Carol. After all those years of planning fan club events, Carol had this down to a science. She had left Katie with the words, don't worry about a thing, sweetie, it will be taken care of. And Katie had no doubt that it indeed would be.

After a quick shower she changed, took a walk to the stable and took Honey for an easy ride. She spent extra time grooming her after, talking to her the whole time. Feeling more rested when she got home, she called Becca inviting her along for ice cream after she picked Sophia up. Later the three girls watched movies and had a spa night, complete with mud facials. Katie couldn't remember the last time she had so much fun with her "girls." Becca left after the movie and Sophia went on her computer. Katie decided to turn in early and fell asleep even before Jon called.

That night she had a dream that a construction crew was in her house knocking down walls and digging big holes in the back yard. She woke up with a start, the bedroom dark. Obviously she still had a lot on her mind she thought as she laughed at herself. She tried to go back to sleep, but after a few minutes decided to find a book to read. Finally, a yawn escaping her lips, she put the book on the nightstand and snuggled back down into the sheets, drifting off into a dreamless slumber.

Back in New York Jon was just going to bed at about the same time after an evening at the New Jersey Songwriters Hall of Fame dinner. He and Richie had been presented with a nice award and they had performed a couple of songs. Afterward they had joined a few other guests from the evening at a private club. He thought about Katie as he got into bed. He would have loved to have her there tonight, but didn't even tell her about it since he knew how busy she was. He knew she couldn't go to everything with him. That would be a bit different than when he and Dot were married. Dot certainly had kept herself busy, but she didn't have many obligations besides their children and was often seen at most local events with him. But life changed and Katie was a business woman and had children of her own. Life would change even more in the coming months as they tried to combine two houses and two very busy lives, he realized. He ran his fingers through his hair as he looked up at the dark ceiling above his bed. It would be challenging, but it wasn't like him to shrug off hard work. He welcomed it with open arms.

Carol was in touch with Katie early in the week again to arrange a time for them to meet in person and go over samples and arrangements. Carol also wanted to check out the Inn and speak to the head chef. They made plans for Carol to arrive on Saturday morning and they would drive to Rockport for the day, have lunch at the Inn and talk to the staff. Her week was busy once again, but she made sure to turn in earlier each night. So by Friday night she was ready to relax but not as exhausted as the previous week. The kids were at their dad's so she turned in early. Carol was due around 9 a.m. thanks to the Jovi jet. What Katie did not realize was that a guest would be accompanying Carol. She heard a car in the drive as she rummaged to find her hand bag and a notepad. She heard the screen open, thinking it a little odd that Carol would just walk in since she had never been here before.

"I will be right there." She yelled as she grabbed a light sweater and her bag. Not hearing an answer she turned around to go into the front room. She jumped when she saw Carol and Jon standing right in front of her.

"OH! Oh my goodness. Jon!" She exclaimed, her heart racing. "You scared me!"

"Well, that isn't quit the welcome I was hoping for." Jon said, feigning disappointment.

Katie started laughing, "Oh my God, I am sorry. You know I'm thrilled you're here, what a surprise!" She jumped into his waiting arms, giving him a quick hug and kiss on the cheek. Not unaware that Carol was also right next to him, she turned to give her a hug as well.

Carol wagged her finger at her son. "I told him he should tell you he was coming. Causing all this ruckus."

As they walked out the front door, Katie teased, "That's ok, Carol. I'll figure out a way to get him back. Don't you worry." She turned around giving Jon a sly wink, then skipped down the steps to the black Hummer.

They sped down the interstate towards the shore and the Inn. Once they arrived the owner showed them around the grounds. Carol eventually shooed them away for awhile as she and the owner met with the head chef to talk about their dinner choices. Jon took her hand and led her to the edge of the small cliff overlooking the ocean. Being there, all the stress from work just melted away as they looked out over the water. Holding his hand, the romantic in Katie took over as she envisioned them standing there overlooking the ocean, saying their vows with their closest friends and family surrounding them. She met Jon's gaze as she felt a shiver run down her spine at the realization of it.

Jon moved in closer slowly tasting the saltiness from the sea air on her lips. He pulled back and smiled at her.

"Baby, I can't wait to make you my wife right here in this very spot." he said, his eyes a bit moist.

Touched by the pure emotion in his eyes, she rested her head on his chest, letting him pull her into a close embrace. They remained that way until they heard Carol calling from the steps of the Inn. Katie smiled up at Jon and they made their way back up to the porch where Carol and the Inn keeper were waiting for them. They finished up a few more details and then were invited to have lunch. They had the opportunity to sample some of the after dinner choices for the reception.

Over dessert Carol asked, "Katie, have you had a chance to think about what kind of dress you want to wear?"

Katie wiped her mouth with her napkin, placing her napkin daintily back in her lap, "I haven't really thought about it, Carol. I do think something simple, though. Perhaps a straight skirt. Nothing flashy or showy. That isn't me and it is a second wedding, so I think I will keep it low key."

Carol nodded, "That sounds lovely, dear. If you like I can put you in touch with a very good dress designer, or two....." Carol suggested.

Katie knew she meant well, and she knew Jon would agree to anything, but she couldn't imagine herself wearing a custom Vera Wang or something, "Thank you. I will keep that in mind. Becca, Sophia and I have a date to look around next weekend. I can let you know if I come up empty handed." Katie thank her.

Jon agreed, "Whatever you want, Kat. Of course you will look beautiful in a pillow case, but I want you to have whatever you want. Even come to New York if you want to shop."

"I appreciate that, Jon. I really do. Let me see how it goes, ok?" She said, knowing he wanted her to be happy, but knowing she didn't want to go crazy trying to find the perfect dress. It just wasn't her. She wanted something she loved, but something simple and understated.

Jon could hear the hesitation in her voice and knew he had to leave her to her own devices. It was what she wanted and needed. He gave her a kiss on the cheek, "You got it, baby. If mom or I can help, just let us know." And with that the subject was closed.

They finished their lunch and walked around a bit more, mapping out seating, where they would stand, what time the ceremony would be among many other details. They had the Inn for the whole day so could schedule at their leisure. No other guests would be staying at the Inn that weekend. Katie would not realize that until the day of the wedding. It didn't even cross her mind, all the security that would be employed that day. All the extra measures that it would take to make sure Katie had her small, simple wedding without interruption of any kind from the outside world or paparazzi.

Chapter 77

Chapter 75

2009-05-04T11:42:00.003-05:00

Monday morning, after spending most of the weekend hiding from the world with Jon at his penthouse, Katie was back at work. She had no sessions booked that day, but her and Becca had decided to do some spring cleaning of the studio. Becca was due in at any time. Katie poured herself another cup of coffee and watched the sun filter through the leaves of the trees over the side garden, the spring flowers mostly spent by now. Letting out a long sigh she thought about all the changes that would eventually take place in their lives with the wedding and all. Jon had sworn that they could work things out without her having to move the studio, house and uprooting the kids. He had calmed her fears, yet so much remained uncertain. One thing he had said to her over the weekend stuck in her mind, Our life will be a bit crazy. I am not around 24/7 like a normal husband. She knew that, of course. Of course he wouldn't be around 24/7. He was Jon Bon Jovi, rockstar, philanthropist, actor, father, among so many other things. And now he would be a husband, once again. Her husband. Wow, she thought, struck by that fact for a moment. The realization still knocked her off her axis once in a while. She closed her eyes and said a silent prayer, Please, God, give me strength and direction through this. Give us the strength to figure this all out. Jon was not worried about it at all, she knew that. He was so used to traveling and sleeping in different places. She knew he often missed home and family when out, but he seemed built for it. Opening her eyes, she let out one more sigh. Well, she would just have to be ok with not having everything all planned out and organized. She would have to be flexible and ready for change. After all, she loved him more than anything in the world and knew that he was as dedicated to her as he was to everything else, certainly even more so. Think outside of the box, Katie, she told herself. Enjoy the ride.

Just then she heard the studio door open and in walked Becca, looking all tanned and rested. As a matter of fact, she almost seemed to glow.

Katie put her coffee down and went to give her friend a welcome home hug. "Well, look at you! You look wonderful." She said as she held Becca at arms length, looking her over.

Becca returned the hug and looked back at Katie, "Thanks, hon. What a trip!" Becca smelled coffee, "Let me get a cup of java and we can catch up."

Katie relaxed on the settee while Becca got settled, then joined her.

Becca gave her another quick hug and looked at her intently, "You look like you have a weight on your shoulders, Kat. You ok?"

Katie shook her head, "I am fine, nothing is wrong. Tell me about your trip!"

Becca studied her, then said, "Ok. But you can talk to me, you know."

Katie smiled, "I know, silly. I will tell you about it after I hear your vacation report. It is nothing, really."

Becca nodded and told her about her weekend away with David, the beach, the evenings, everything. "Kat, it was just amazing. We had so much FUN! After spending all that time with Dave I see how funny, yet sweet and deep he can be. He is really so easy going and cool."

"And sexy, hot in bed." Katie said, laughing.

Becca blushed a bit through her tan, "Well, yeah...that too." She said with a chuckle. "Ok, so that is my report, now tell me what is knocking around in that head of yours, Kat. Everything ok with Jon?"

Katie sat against the back of the settee, "Yeah, everything is fine. Wonderful." She hesitated for a second, trying to put words to her uneasiness."I think I am a bit uncertain about how everything is going to fall into place. There are a lot of things to take into consideration. And while I would not ever trade this, I think I just need to know how it will all play out, you know?"

Becca nodded, she knew Katie better than Katie knew herself sometimes. "Ah, I see. I know you. You are so used to being in control, being organized, planning everything out. You are feeling all jittery and twitchy because there are some unknown variables that have to be worked out. And not everything fits nicely and neatly into your little box." She had to laugh a little to herself. Katie needed to learn to let go and relax a little bit. Becca could see it was really nothing more than that. But that control was hard for Katie to give up. "It will be a challenge, I'm sure. Many changes coming. But remember, life is not always perfectly choreographed, sweetie. You are going to have to let go a bit, go with the flow. Everything will fall into place, you just have to let it happen."

Katie smiled, how was it that Becca knew her so well? And knew just the thing to say? Of course, she was perfectly right. She made it all sound so simple. Yet, Katie realized, it really was when laid out in front of her that way.

"You right. I have control issues. I just need to learn to relax a little bit, huh?" Katie admitted, looking at her friend.

Becca nodded in agreement, "Yeah. You do. I see you two together. You will work it all out. Sure, life will be different. But heck, look at how amazing it will be. Change is not always a bad thing."

Katie's face clouded over for a second, "But what about the kids........?"

"Kat, you have always made sure they were safe, secure and happy. You will continue to do so. Jon will not interfere with that. As a matter of fact, they adore him. This could enhance their life in more ways that you even know."

"Again, your right." Katie said, suddenly feeling relieved. Becca was correct. They loved Jon and the kids now all got along well. Sure, there would be rough patches, perhaps. But they would work through it. "Ok, your pep talk did its job. Lets get busy." Katie said, hopping up, ready to get to work.

Becca followed her, shaking her head. Sometimes Katie got in her own way, she thought. Well, she told herself, she would make sure to pull her back to reality if, and when, Katie needed it. She had been doing for well over 15 years already, so why stop now.

Later in the week as Katie was sitting at Sophia's soccer game, her cellphone rang. Seeing Jon's number she answered it, "Hey Baby" She was greeted with that sexy voice.

Lowering her voice a bit and walking away from the other parents, she answered, "Hey, cowboy. How are ya? I miss you." She said, her voice just above a whisper.

"I am good, but I miss you too, something awful, baby. Are you ok? Your so quiet." he sounded concerned.

"Nah, I am fine. Just at Sophia's game. I don't really want the whole team listening to our conversation." She chuckled. People left her alone for the most part, about Jon. She really didn't want to see their conversations or news in the local gossip column or tabloid.

"Of course, I didn't realize. I can call back later." He offered.

"No, its fine. I am away now."

"Ok. Well, I was going to call you tonight anyway, but I wanted to run something by you. I know we have the date, but I was going to have mom book the Inn. What do you think? I know we said small and private. So unless you think we need to get othersinvolved with the planning, I thought maybe we could just at least book it, and then talk to my mom. She is awesome at coordinating things like this. But take it as only a suggestion, Kat. I just want to be involved and make things easier on you." He said.

Katie thought for a minute, well of course that would be helpful. Carol was used to planning fan club functions and events for years. But there was that little issue of control, Katie thought. Maybe reading her thoughts, Jon said, "Mom can help with the leg work, calling people, all of that. She won't step on your toes, Kat. She isn't like that."

"You know, Jon, that would be wonderful. I think she is just what we need. I am so busy through the summer, and she would be a big help. It won't beelaborate anyway. No big showy ceremony for me, as long as you are ok with that." Katie said.

Jon laughed, "Baby, my first marriage took place in a chapel in Vegas. I am not one for showy."

"Good point." Katie answered. "Then lets go with it." Carol and John Sr. had been thrilled with the news when Jon and Katie had called to tell them over the weekend. Carol had welcomed her into the family and offered to help in any way that she could. Katie could see that help being very valuable. Especially with figuring out households and everything else they had to deal with. To have that one piece off her plate would be a huge deal.

"Great. I will tell her to call them, and then get in touch with you about everything else. You do whatever you want and it will be fine with me." Jon said. He wanted the day to be special for her. Both having been married before, he wanted this day to be about them, not about fanfare. He knew that would suit Katie, too.

"That is great, Jon. Thank you for doing that. It eases the load a lot." She admitted.

They hung up and Katie watched the rest of the game. Jon was driving down for a day this weekend so they could break the news to her kids together. Then the next week Jon's folks were hosting a cookout for the rest of Jon's family to announce it. Jon was going to talk to Stephanie before the cook out, but would tell the boys when they told everyone else. She was a little nervous about the reactions of Jon's family. But figured they would take their cues from Carol and John, who were very accepting and happy for them. Letting out a big sigh, she reminded herself, just breath....

Sunday morning there was a light knock on the backdoor as Katie was putting coffee into the coffee maker. The kids were still asleep. Still in her yoga pants and tank, Katie went to see who it was. She opened the door to find Jon standing there, a big smile on his face. She wasn't expecting him for at least a couple more hours.

"Hey, cowboy, your early. What a nice surprise." She smiled as he wrapped his arms around her.

"Mmmmm, you smell so good." He said, burying his face in her sleep tousled hair.

After a lingering greeting, Katie poured Jon a cup of coffee, even though he told her got up at 4 a.m to drive there. "Your crazy, Jon. I was sound asleep at that time." she admitted.

"Crazy in love with you, baby." He smirked as he snuck a quick kiss across the island. They made their way to the porch where they sipped their coffee and chatted. After a bit Katie left Jon to grab a quick shower before the kids got up. No one had any games or practices today, so they decided to tell the kids over breakfast, then take a ride. Sophia had plans with a friend and Brandon was going golfing with his dad for a few hours.

Jon sat on the porch swing enjoying the view of the woods and listening to the birds. He could see why she loved it here so much. It was very peaceful. Despite the fact that he was used to traveling around the country for his busy schedule, for concerts to charity events, as he got older he found himself craving down time a bit more frequently. Even he knew that his crazy schedule would eventually take its toll on him. The challenge would be slowing down enough, yet keeping himself busy enough to feel fulfilled. He had always lived to work. To be busy. Do make a difference. While he still felt that same drive pumping through his veins, he also rather liked the idea of more down time with Katie. He had done a bit of thinking during the week before driving up to Boston. He knew Katie was unsure how everything would work out once they got married. Having always loved the Boston area, he could see himself spending a good deal of time there. It felt right. And he had figured that New York and Jersey was not so far away that he couldn't be there in an hour by plane when the need arose. He had booked his usual hotel in Boston and was planning on staying through Tuesday, even though Katie didn't know yet. When the kids went to their dad's house on Monday, he figured it was time to run some thoughts by her. More than anything he wanted to reassure her that life was not going to be turned upside for her and the kids. He hoped she was open to his plan.

Just then Katie came back downstairs, her hair still damp. She looked so damn sexy in a pair of denim capris and a tank top, he thought. Cute sexy, as only Katie could pull off.

"What do you say we get breakfast going?" She suggested. "I am starving."

"Sounds good. I do make a mean waffle, if I do say so myself." he stated.

"Then lets get busy." She said, heading to the kitchen. She got the waffle iron down for Jon and then rummaged in the freezer for sausage. The yummy aroma eventually lured both kids down to the kitchen. They both seemed surprised, but pleased, to see Jon. Sophia poured herself a cup of coffee while Brandon downed a glass of orange juice in a minute flat. Katie shook her head, boys. They were like human vacuums.

Once breakfast was on the island, they all pulled up stools and dived in. As they finished up, Katie decided it was time to spring the news on them.

After one more sip of coffee, she said, "Brandon, Sophia, Jon and I have something we want to talk to you about."

Sophia paused mid bite, "Are we going on another vacation?"

"No." Katie said, "Something a bit different than that."

Brandon scarfed down the last of his hash browns, took the last sip of juice and awaited the news. Sophia put her fork down, sensing this news was bigger than anything they had heard in a while.

Katie felt Jon's hand on her back, encouraging her. "It is good news. At least we think it is. There will be some changes and such, but we think in the end you will both be very happy and....

A light bulb went off for Sophia suddenly as she heard her mom stumble over her words. Sophia burst out, "Your getting married! Am I right?" She said, nodding confidently.

Katie halted mid sentence, her mouth open. "Uh, well.....yes! Yes, that is the news. Jon proposed to me few weeks ago and I accepted." She said, smiling.

"Am I good, or what?" Sophia bragged as Brandon swatted her. Sisters were such a pain sometimes, he thought.

Jon laughed, "I just want you both to know that I love your mom and am honored she said yes. I care about you two very much and want you to know that we will think of you both while making any decisions or changes. And we will consult with both of you before big decisions of any kind are made."

Sophia answered his explanation with a big hug as she came around the island and threw her arms around him, herself a little teary. "I am so happy. Really. Gosh, mom has dreamed about marrying you for YEARS!" Sophia added.

Jon looked at Katie as if to say, Oh, really. He returned the exuberant hug, "Thanks, Sophia. That means the world to me. It really does."

Brandon waited for his sister to be quiet so he could get a word in, and finally said, "That is cool! Really cool!"

Katie let out a sigh of relief. She knew they would be cool with it, but when making a big change to their lives, it is always a mother's job to worry. "I am glad you guys are ok with it. We have a lot to work out, but like Jon said, we will keep you both involved all the way."

The kids both hugged Katie and then sat down, chattering away. Katie thought about how lucky she was to have such great kids. They were accepting of most anything and greeted life with enthusiasm. She hoped the same would hold true for Jon's kids. But she had a feeling, even with the turn around, Stephanie may not welcome the news quite as easily.

Later, Jon told Katie he was staying at the hotel and would be around until Tuesday when he had to head back to New York. She was more than thrilled to have the extra time with him. Her fears of all the changes and details were slowly subsiding. Jon seemed committed to a smooth transition for them all, and for that she was thankful.

Monday night as Katie closed up the studio, Jon's car zoomed into the driveway. He came in the door dressed in a black t-shirt, shades and snug jeans, still looking every inch the rock star.

"Hey, pretty lady," he greeted her with a kiss. "What do you say you let this boy take you out to dinner?" He had found out about a quiet little restaurant attached to country store a few towns away. He heard they had wonderful food and figured they would likely be left alone. He wanted to talk to her about some ideas he had.

"That sounds wonderful. Let me just get the lights and I am ready to go." Katie said then closed up the studio.

After being seated and ordering a bottle of wine, Katie checked out the restaurant. "Nice place. How did you find it?" She asked Jon.

"I have my ways." He said, smirking.

She knew that by now. His "ways" had a name, Christoph. "Well, tell Christoph he done good." She said, returning his smirk.

He laughed, she was getting to know him very well. He reached across the table to take her hand, "Kat, I wanted to take you out tonight to run a few ideas by you. I want your input." He paused, waiting for her reaction.

She looked intrigued," Ok, sure."

"I know you have some concerns about how everything is going to work out. But I've been thinking about it, a lot. I hope you will hear me out." He paused, taking a sip of his wine. "As you know, my life can get a little crazy. But you know I love, so much. I don't expect you to give up your whole life and move for me. I don't want to do that to you or the kids. I know how important your business is to you and the kids have their dad, school, their friends, all here. I don't want to disrupt any of that." He said, pausing to let her speak.

Katie loved him for saying all of that. "Jon, that is a wonderful sentiment. And I really do appreciate it more than you know. But I do understand that somethings will change. I just figured we will work it out." She tried to reassure him. "I know that we both have to make sacrifices. I accept who you are. I would not have said yes if I didn't."

"I know, baby. And that makes me love you all that much more." He knew how hard it was for her to open herself up to change. The fact that she was willing to do just that said volumes about her love for him. It touched him deeply. "But hear me out. I have thought about this, and when it comes right down to it, it might be easier to work out than you think."

She was willing to listen, that was for sure. Anything to make the meshing of two such busy lives, easy, was a good thing in her book.

He continues, "After the wedding I will move up here to Boston and live with you and the kids in the carriage house. We may have to do some changes and renovations, but I think it could work well. I will keep the penthouse in New York for when I have go there for business, events or what have you. I can move the main part of the business side of things here to Boston. You already know there are times of the year that I travel, and during tour years, those times will be more extensive. But that is why this makes so much more sense." He slowed, wanting to see what she thought. "So what do you think?"

Katie took a moment to let all he said sink in. "Wow, Jon. I don't know what to say. I am so touched that you came up with this. I don't expect that though, I hope you know that."

"Kat, if you think about it, it is actually much easier for me to move myself and my work, than it is for you. And really, Boston is not that far from New York and Philly either. That is if the Soul can even makes it comeback. Don't forget, that is why I have a plane. Makes travel much faster and easier."

She was thoughtful, he had a point. "But what about the kids? Your kids? This plan works great for mine, but not so good for yours, I would think."

"Honestly, Kat, they live with their mom most of the time. She isn't moving. They will still go to school at their school, have their friends, all of that. Again, I do have a plane. It wouldn't be that much more difficult for them to come here when I have them. Or even in New York at the penthouse if I am there working. I don't really see all that much changing for them. That is where some of the thoughts on the carriage house come in to play though, we are going to need a good deal more room than you have now. Of course this is assuming you still want to live there."

Wow, Katie thought, he really did have it thought out. She could see how this might work. "Well, yeah. I mean I don't care if we need to sell it or renovate. I have 30 acres of land all together, Jon. If you don't mind the location, I am fine staying." Her mind started reeling with all the possibilities.

"Whoa, 30 acres is impressive. I don't mind the location at all. It is perfect, frankly. And your studio is right there. I think it makes the most sense." He confirmed.

Just then their dinner came. Katie felt a great sense of relief. She looked across the table at the man she had dreamed about as a young girl, drooled over as a young woman, and was about to welcome into her life as her husband. Over the years she had learned more about him as a person, how caring and giving he was. Some people said he could be moody, and was a perfectionist. While she knew all that to be true, she also knew that his heart was huge and that he would do anything for someone he loved. That realization humbled her. Here he was, a world famous rock star. He could live anywhere, do anything he ever wanted. But he loved her and was willing to conform his life to hers. His willingness to do that made her think about her trade off. That being her life would remain intact. But she would have to accept his life as well. The long days and weeks of travel, and him being away from her. The pulls from so many others on him. Not even just his kids, which she fully accepted, but charities, the Soul, the band. She loved all that about him and vowed that if he could sacrifice, so could she. Not only had he made a dream of hers come true, but he had also helped her grow more in the last year as a person, than over her whole life combined. A year later she was a more open minded, flexible human being.

Not able to find the words for her overwhelming emotions, she simply mouthed the words, thank you for loving me....

Chapter 76

Chapter 74

2009-04-21T22:50:00.003-05:00

Katie spent the next few days exploring New York and relaxing. Thursday morning, as she slumbered away, the front door opened quietly as Jon tiptoed into the penthouse. Not seeing any lights on he made his way to the bedroom. He had told Katie he would be arriving in the early afternoon, but he had managed to catch an early morning flight and arrive before the hustle and bustle of the day started. He made his way to the bedroom where he found her sound asleep, the sun barely peaking over the horizon. Setting his bag down, he took off his shoes and jeans, tossing his shirt to the side. He pulled the covers back slowly and crawled in between the sheets, laying next to Katie. She moaned softly in her sleep as she turned over and snuggled against his chest, a slight smile on her lips. Jon listened to her slow breathing, feeling her relaxed weight in his arms. Slowly pulling her closer into his embrace, he closed his own eyes letting sleep claim him.

A few hours later Katie stirred, first noticing something a bit scratchy against her check, then noticing a familiar scent. Opening her eyes she found herself wrapped in Jon's arms and her head laying on his chest. She smiled, enjoying the feeling of having him next to her. She brought her hand to his chest, running her fingers lightly through the sliver fur. She could feel the full length of his body against hers and knew there was nothing between him and the sheets. The thought caused all kind of thoughts to swirl around in her head. Smiling to herself she sat up slowly, taking in the view of his naked torso partially covered with the sheet. She let out a small sigh as she thought about how much she had missed him. What a nice surprise it was waking up in his arms. She then decided to give him her own surprise.

She slowly pulled the sheet back, revealing the rest of his magnificent physique. Smiling to herself, she leaned over and ran her lips softly over his cock, taking him fully into her mouth. As it began to grow, Jon stirred, the feeling of her hot mouth on him bringing him fully awake. He lifted his head looking down only to find a curtain of dark tresses obscuring his view.

He let out a groan, "Oh, baby. Way to wake me up." At this point his cock was fully erect and he felt the heat spreading throughout his body as she continued her sweet assault. Katie tilted her head to the side and smiled at him, then continued her quest. His body tensing, Jon let the waves of pleasure wash over him as she ran her lips over the tip of his cock down to his balls, gently taking each one in her mouth before devouring his full length once again.

Katie could tell he was getting close as he plunged his hands into her hair, "Oh baby, God. please suck me dry. God Kat, you're so good."

She felt his body tense one final time as he exploded in her mouth. She massaged his balls and milked every lost drop of cum from his cock before she sat up, a satisfied grin on her face.

Jon finally opened his eyes, "Damn, baby. That is quite the welcome home." He rolled onto his side, resting his head on his hand and smiled at her, his gaze steady.

"Not as nice of a surprise as waking up in your arms, cowboy." She said, leaning toward him giving him a quick kiss on the lips before flopping down on her back. "I missed you so much." She whispered as she put her arms around his neck and pulled him to her.

He buried his face in her hair breathing in her scent. "God, Kat. I missed you. I couldn't get here soon enough."

They talked about the week as they woke up. Jon finally sat up, and giving Katie a quick peck on the top of her head, left the room, still naked. She enjoyed the view for a moment before following him into the kitchen. He rummaged through the cabinet until he found the coffee and started a pot brewing. She sat at the island and watched him, imagining how awesome it was going to be waking up with this every morning. Jon looked up at her returning the smile. She looked out the window then, her face clouding over a bit.

Jon noticed the change in her expression and sat down next to her, taking her hand in his. "I know what you're thinking, Kat." She turned toward him, her green eyes reflecting a million thoughts. "When the stars align at the right time, fate has a way of working things out. Don't let uncertainty weigh you down. It is all doable. Don't forget that."

"No worries, cowboy. I am not doubting anything. Not at all. Anything worth having in this life, will not always be easy." She reassured him. "Sometimes I just get reflective. It is like a mountain. It can be a bit of work, and one can get a bit tired. But once one gets to the top, the view is worth every bit of effort it took to get there. I know we will have some work to do, but we will work through it. And I have no doubt it will be worth it." Her expression serious, she said, "I have never wanted anything more than I want this, to spend every day I can with you, for the rest of my life, Jon."

Jon only smiled and kissed the back of her hand. He wished he could show her how it would all fall into place. Truthfully he, himself, didn't know specifics. But he would do whatever he could to make this work for everyone involved. His smile put her mind somewhat at ease and her thoughts turned to more important matters.

"So, should we have breakfast or lunch?" She asked, looking at the clock. It was almost noon and her stomach was growling loudly.

"How about breakfast? I can cook you up a mean omelet." Jon said, looking for a pan.

Katie laughed, "Sounds good, but you better put some clothes on before you hurt yourself. That stove gets hot."

"Good idea. I shall return." Jon chuckled as he went to the bedroom to throw on a pair of gym shorts. Upon his return he proceeded to whip up a breakfast feast unlike anything Katie had seen all week. Being of a relaxed mind, she had ordered in all week. Coffee, omelets, hash browns and sausage were laid out in front of her on the kitchen table. Jon served Katie and then sat down to enjoy the savory meal.

After they finished eating and showering, Jon suggested going for a drive, but wouldn't elaborate on where. Katie agreed, wondering where he was taking her. They headed down to the lobby where Chrisoph had left Jon's black BWM running. Jon held the door for her, then went around to the driver's side. The headed out of the city, towards Jersey.

As the skyline of New York got smaller and smaller, Katie inquired, "Ok, now can you tell me where we are going?" The wind whipped her ponytail around since Jon had the top down on the car.

"To my own shore, shall we say." And with that he smiled and continued to drive, one hand on the wheel, the other on her knee. Content with that answer, she sat back and enjoyed the wind on her face as they flew down the Parkway. After driving a while, the buildings and smoke stacks gave way to trees and grassy expanses of land, Jon exited off the turnpike onto a quiet road. Katie had since figured out they were going to the Jersey shore, and she was right as the ocean became visible in the distance. They drove through a small, quaint town, took one more turn and eventually parked the car in a small parking lot, the beach just ahead.

Katie took in a deep breath of sea air, "Nice." She said, looking around. Jon got out of the car, reaching in the back for the picnic lunch he asked Christoph to order, then headed to the passenger side as he held the door for Katie.

One hand on the basket, the other holding hers, Jon led the way to the shore. Katie kicked off her sneakers when they reached the sand. A warm breeze blew and small waves lapped against the shore. Still a little early in the season, not many were at the beach yet. School was still in session for another couple of weeks, and the water was still a bit cool for vacationers. They had the beach mostly to themselves. They walked a bit. Jon finally stopped setting the basket down, then pulled out a light blanket from the basket and spread it on the sand. Katie sat on the blanket as Jon rummaged through the basket. He produced a bottle of wine and plastic cups. He popped open the bottle, poured a glass and handed it to her.

After pouring his own he held his glass up, "To all the wonderful tomorrows." He said, lightly clinking glasses with her. Katie nodded in agreement and took a sip of the sweet, dry liquid.

They sipped their wine and listened to the water. Katie put her glass in the sand next to the blanket and laid her head in Jon's lap. He smiled down at her and stroked her hair, quiet for a moment.

"So talk to me, baby. I know we have a lot to figure out. But I want to start planning the next phase. What do you say? Are you up for it?" He asked, tentatively. He didn't want to rush her, but he was a planner. He could relax for a while, but he always liked to move forward. He wanted to start figuring out when, where, how. He wanted her as his wife and it couldn't be soon enough.

Katie knew he would want to discuss plans once he got back. And she did, too. But true to her nature, when something presented itself as a big jumble of things that needed figuring out, it was just as easy for her to get lost in the moment and push everything else to the back burner until later. Even though she might rather sit and listen to the waves as she rested in his lap, she knew he was right.

Sitting up she took a sip of her wine and nodded, "Yes, I am ready. Let's talk. What do you want to talk about first?" She let out a sigh.

Jon looked into her eyes, leaned over and kissed her deeply. Pulling back eventually, he said, "I want to know when, baby. When will you let me claim you as my wife?"

"Whew. You cut right to the chase, don't you, cowboy." She said, laughing.

"Kat, I would take you away this weekend and marry you, if you would let me. But I know there is more involved than just us. I want to give you the day you have always dreamed of." He said, seriously. "So tell me, what do you want our wedding day to be like?"

She was quiet for a moment, thoughtful. "I envision us getting married quietly. Our closest family and a few friends. Nothing huge and elaborate. No media. Just small and simple. I really want the day to be about us, no big hoopla." She said, "What do you think?"

He nodded slowly, an idea forming, "What about Rockport?" He blurted out.

Katie looked at him, "Yes...Yes! Jon, that would be perfect!" She exclaimed, sitting up on her knees. She mulled the idea over in her head for a second and threw her arms around his neck. "That would be just perfect."

Jon set his glass down and wrapped his own arms around her tightly. She sat back after a moment, her eyes dancing, all the uncertainty faded away. Excitement took over and she started throwing out ideas as Jon smiled and nodded, ready to agree with anything she decided.

Finally taking a breath, she looked at him and sighed, "Jon, I just love you." she said, as she looked at him.

"I love you, too, baby. Now we have where, can we pick when?" he prodded her gently.

Her brow furrowed, she said, "When could be a bit more difficult." she said, thoughtful, "There is so much to work out."

He could see the slight panic in her eyes once again. As much as he would prefer sooner rather than later, he tossed out an idea. "How about around your birthday?" he figured that wasn't too soon, but also not too far away. Plus it was a beautiful time of year.

Katie thought for a moment, "That isn't a bad idea. That would give us some time to figure out everything. And it is my favorite month."

Not letting her think on it too long, he stated, "Ok, then. October it is. Let's say the 17th?" He offered, waiting.

Digesting his idea, not finding any reason to disagree, she nodded slowly. "Ok, that could work."

"Then Oct. 17th it is, in Rockport. That is the day you will become mine for all eternity." he said, dramatically as he downed the glass of wine.

Katie threw her head back and laughed. "Correction, that is the day I brand you as my love slave, cowboy!"

"Honey, you have already branded me." He growled as he moved in lightly nibbling on her neck. She collapsed on the blanket in giggles as he tickled her neck, ear and finally covering her mouth with his.

Chapter 75

Welcome Baby Sam!!

2009-03-30T18:34:00.000-05:00

The other half of my brain had her little baby girl today. Please welcome baby Samantha into the world! Congrats, Chick!!! Samantha is 7 lbs 15.5 oz 20 1/4 inches born at 36 weeks via c-section. Mamma and baby are doing fine! :)

Chapter 73

2009-03-22T21:15:00.001-05:00

After watching movies all afternoon, Katie decided to take another bath and read. She hadn't had such a decadent day in ages. Just as she powered the TV off her cell phone rang. She smiled when she recognized Jon's number.

"Hey, baby." Jon greeted her, his voice, smooth and sexy, brought a smile to her lips. That voice still had the same effect on her as it used to when he sung her to sleep at night. She liked having the live version much better, however.

"Hi yourself." She said, stretching her legs out.

"How are you doing, relaxing I hope?" He asked, trying to imagine what she was doing right now.

Katie let a yawn escape as she wandered into the kitchen in search of a quick dinner. "I am. The most strenuous thing I did all day was a quick run. The rest has consisted of baths, books and chick flicks."

"Mmm, baths. That sounds nice, baby. Wish I could join you. But then I couldn't promise you would get much rest." He chuckled, his imagination running a little wild.

"I wish you could, too, cowboy. I would gladly give up my book in favor of your company. What is going on with you this weekend?" She asked, nibbling on a piece of cheese.

"Not much today, but I have a performance tomorrow and then the last one on Tuesday. Hopefully it will result in lots of donations. But truthfully, I am about ready for a break." He admitted. As much as he loved touring, his thoughts had not always been on the job this time around. Life had taken a whole other turn, and he was anxious to have some more free time to spend with Katie and plan the next phase of their lives together.

"Then what is left? You go back the week after, right? How many more shows?" She inquired. She was ready for the tour to be over as well.

"Yeah, back that next week and then three more shows. We head back up to Philly and then wind it up in Jersey. Frankly, baby, I am ready." He sighed.

"You sound tired. You should take some of your own advice and take a break, some time for yourself, too." She suggested.

"Maybe. But honestly, Kat, time with you is relaxing to me. My mind works on overtime most of the time, so anything away from work is rejuvenating."

"I know you thrive on work, Jon, but even you need to do something for yourself." She did worry about him sometimes. She knew he was used to a fast pace and frenzied tour schedule. Who was she to argue. He was made a bit differently than she was. She needed some down time or it started to wear on her, started to show around the edges.

"I will, ok? I promise. But for now I am looking forward to seeing you in a few days. I miss you, baby." He said, his voice low.

"Miss you, too. This place isn't quite the same without you here. But I am enjoying the solitude for a few days. I wouldn't like any more than that, though."

"Well, you keep relaxing and just enjoy. I will be back soon enough. I am going to let you go take that bath, but think of me while you enjoy those bubbles, ok?"

"I promise, cowboy." She whispered. "I love you."

"A few more days and I will show you how much I love you, baby. Sweet dreams." he said, then she heard a dial tone. Taking her plate and glass of wine, she made her way to the bathroom.

The late afternoon sun warmed Becca as she lay on the beach blanket, her book perched on one hand as the other supported her chin. David was out doing a bit of surfing before they went to dinner. They had spent the remainder of the day lounging by the ocean, taking walks and being waited on by the resort staff. Letting out a sigh, Becca rolled over to her back, her sun hat falling to the side. She could see David out in the waves. She thought he was looking her way so she waved a lazy arm at him. Her suspicion was confirmed as he waved back. She saw him then head in towards shore. She laid her head back to enjoy a few more moments of the suns warmth on her face. She opened her eyes a few moments later and was greeted with a dripping David looking down at her, smiling. He moved in closer to steal a kiss, his hair dripping drops of water on her.

"Hey, that is cold." She scolded. He laughed and laid down next to her, rolling her up in his arms, getting her even more wet.

"I can think of another way to get you all wet, if you prefer." He teased.

He was incorrigible, she thought. She never would have known this side of him from just watching him on stage. He was so funny and such a tease.

She shook her finger at him, "No doubt, but I think it is close to dinner time for this chick." She said, planting a light kiss on his lips. She then rested her head on his shoulder, feeling his strong arms wrapped around her. He was so yummy, she thought. If she wasn't hungry, she would have taken him up on his offer.

"Alright. What do you say we go get cleaned up and find some dinner? Maybe check out the resort restaurant?" He suggested.

"Perfect." She agreed as they stood up and gathered their belongings.

After they showered, David waited downstairs for Becca. He sat on the floral wicker sofa and listened to the waves until he heard her soft footsteps on the stairs. turning around he forgot to breath for a second as he took in the sight of her. Becca had changed into a blue strapless dress that hugged her breasts and flared out from the waist, hitting just above her knees. Her blond hair was held back with a silver clip and her cheeks glowed from the afternoon in the sun.

"Wow! Becca, you look fabulous." He said, openly appreciating the view.

She smiled, pleased at his reaction. Unlike Katie, who didn't take outward praise as well, Becca welcomed it. She took a minute to admire David in his casual attire, a light blue shirt, un-tucked, with khakis and flip flops. He looked relaxed and ready for a fun evening. Taking her hand he led her out the front door. They walked down the beach following it to the restaurant. The host seated them at a private table on the beach away from the main dining room. As they waited for their drinks, Becca kicked her sandals off feeling the sand between her toes, then ran her foot up the inside of David's calf, a sly smile on her face. David smiled back, his eyes full of promises for later in the evening. He was having so much fun with her, learning more about her. He was really enjoying this saucy side of her, he really had not had the opportunity to see it much before this weekend.

The waiter brought their drinks and took their order. They talked and enjoyed a quiet dinner.

After the waiter cleared away their dishes, David asked, "Well, what would milady like to do now?" He knew what he wanted to do.

But that would have to wait as Becca suggested, "I hear music over that way. Lets go see where it is. Maybe we can go dancing." She said, a big smile on her face.

He sighed to himself, but smiled in return, "Sure. Just don't wear yourself out too much." He said, with a wink.

She tossed her napkin at him as she stood up and began walking away. David got up, easily catching up with her. Hand in hand they found the source of the music, a night club on the other side of the restaurant. An upbeat island sound pulsated from the dance floor where a few vacationers danced to a small band. They took a seat at the bar and ordered drinks, Becca settling on wine while David deciding on a mai tai. After their drinks were served, they took a few sips before Becca jumped off her stool and pulled David towards the dance floor, a sultry look on her face. David laughed, but followed. The song was a slow one, so they swayed to the rhythm. The next one revved up the beat and Becca pushed away from David, her hands freeing her hair from it's clip, then shook it out as she kept time to the music. David moved in closer to her, taking her hand and swung her around, as the others moved back a bit giving them space. They tangoed to the song, as everyone started clapping to the beat, watching them. David swung her around as she kept up with him perfectly, dancing like they had done this many times. When the song finished, the whole club erupted into applause. Neither of them shy, they both gave a deep bow and headed back to the bar, laughing.

"Whew!" Becca said as she sat down, her hair floating around her shoulders.

"Dang, Becca. You can dance." He said, smiling at her, a bit tipsy from the tropical drink. Seeing that was worth being put on hold, he thought.

"Well, thank you. You aren't bad yourself, Mr. Piano Man." She teased. "I thought it was all about the keys, if you please. Your sure can move!"

"I have many talents." He teased. "If you let me, I can show you a few later."

She tipped her head with a slight nod, "I will count on that." Tease, she thought. But damn, she loved it!

Katie finally decided to emerge from the penthouse on Monday and take a walk around the city, her camera in hand. Keith didn't give away any surprise at finally seeing her, he simply greeted her, "Morning, Ms. McKenzie. Beautiful day." He said as he opened the door for her.

"Thank you, Keith. Yes, it is. I will be back later." She chirped, happy to see the sun.

"Very good. Enjoy." he nodded.

She dived into the flow of people, making her way to the little bakery down the street. She figured she would start her day with a fancy coffee and pastry, then see what New York had to offer. After breakfast, the pedestrian traffic had let up, everyone most likely at work by then. She walked around snapping pictures of the city scenes, enjoying the energy of the city. After two days of lounging and sleeping, she felt revived and renewed. She would have to remember to thank Jon for pushing her to do this. It was doing her a world of good. She ended her day with dinner at a little bistro not far from the penthouse, seated under an awning outside. As she nibbled on her salad she thought about the last year and the last few weeks. The few days of shutting out the world, and turning off her brain had really worked to clear her head. For the first time in the last year she realized her life did feel as it should. It had been a crazy year, but she was adjusting and couldn't imagine being where she had been a year ago. Then she had been ready to self destruct at any moment. Jon had come along, and even though he had taken her on a whirlwind ride this past year, life was just as it should be, she thought. It finally felt like it fit. Maybe she had just needed a few days to let her mind catch up with everything. She was excited to see Jon on Wednesday. She was excited to see where their path took them on this next phase. It was going to be interesting, no doubt. She had no idea how they would figure it all out. But she knew in her heart that they would. She now had no doubts what so ever. She sat back and sipped her wine, watching the street activity as the sun sunk behind the New York skyline.

Chapter 74

Chapter 72

2009-03-21T21:25:00.004-05:00

Becca went back to her condo to finish packing. David was meeting her at her condo then they were flying out for a long weekend in Bermuda. As she searched for her favorite pair of flip flops she heard a knock on the door. Opening it she was greeted with David's arms wrapping her up in a bear hug.

"Mmmm, you smell so good." She said as she buried her face in his chest. It had been over a month since she had seen him and at that moment she realized how much she had missed him.

David pulled back, giving her a quick kiss. "Are you ready to lie around and do nothing for a few days?" He said, clad in plaid shorts and faded t-shirt, looking every bit the man on vacation.

"Oh God, David, you have no idea how ready I am. It has been crazy." she said as she led David to the sofa. "I have to pack a couple more things and I am ready to go. There are drinks in the fridge, help yourself." She headed back to the bedroom to finish packing, knowing their flight left in two hours.

David went into the kitchen and grabbed a beer out of the fridge, popping the top in the trash as he made his way to Becca's room. He sat on the edge of her bed appreciating the view as she rummage on the floor of her closet. "Take your time. I like the view." he teased, taking a long drink.

Not hearing him come in, she jumped, and fell back, landing soundly on her ass. She started laughing, sure that the view now wasn't as pleasing to him. "Ouch!" She said, shooting him an accusatory glance. "Now I'm going to have a huge bruise back there and I blame you!"

David leaned forward offering her his hand, the blond curls swing as he laughed. "Well, maybe I can make it feel better." he said with a wink.

Becca took his hand and rose to her feet, rubbing her tender backside. "Not if you want to make the plane you can't!" She turned around retrieving the found shoe and deposited it in her suitcase, then zipped it. "Ok, that's it. I'm ready. Let's get out of here." She said as David stood up to take her suitcase. She led the way back to the living room where her other two bags were waiting, rubbing her bruised tush as she went. She heard a slight chuckle from David. "I'll get you back!"

Raising his brow at her threat, he said, "Oh I look forward to that!"

Becca shook her head, trying to hide her smile. That could be great fun, she thought as she slung her carry on over her shoulder, and extended the handle on her rolling camera bag. David finished the rest of his beer in one long drink, and put the bottle in the kitchen. Securing the door behind them as the left the condo, Becca let out a long sigh. It was going to be so nice to have a few days off, and in paradise to boot. The taxi David had arrived in was waiting outside to take them to the airport. They arrived in plenty of time to catch their plane. David wore a baseball hat, tucking the blond curls up into it, and put on a pair of shades. He got a few inquisitive glances but no one stopped them as they made their way to the gate. Boarding had begun so they took their place in the back of first class. A flight attendant came by to take drink orders that would be served after take off. David ordered wine for both of them, then reclined his seat as they waited to take off. Becca did the same as David took her hand in his, tucking it in his lap. He smiled at her, thinking how much he was looking forward to this weekend with her. The last few weeks had been hectic with the national tour coming to a close. Even though they had stuck to the 48 states, he felt due for a break and couldn't think of a better way to spend it than with Becca.

Katie stirred as the sunlight flickered through the curtains. She rolled over on her side, lifting her head to look at the clock. Seeing it was almost 10 a.m. she let out a yawn as she stretched, realizing she was very hungry. She sat up and looked around the room, noticing how quiet it was despite the fact she was sitting in the middle of this busy city. It was heavenly knowing she didn't have to get out of bed all day if she didn't want to. Jon wasn't due to join her until the middle of next week. Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, she figured the first order of business was to make some coffee. She found a robe hanging on the back of the bathroom door, then stopped to check her messages on her cell as she made her way to the kitchen. Finding her favorite blend waiting for her next to the coffee pot, she brewed up a small pot, then perused the fridge for breakfast options. Deciding on an omelet she choose eggs, cheese and a variety of fresh vegetables. She poured a cup of coffee while waiting for the omelet pan to heat up. Whisking the eggs she tossed in chopped peppers, mushrooms and onions, then topped if off with a good serving of cheddar. When the omelet was done, she took her coffee and plate out to the balcony. The noise of the bustling city could be heard much clearer now, but Katie settled under the umbrella at the table and enjoyed the warm sun as she let the coffee wake her up. After her breakfast she sat back in the chair to think about the day. She had brought her camera, but decided she would stay in and watch movies or take a long bath and read.

Eventually deciding to retreat back into the coolness of the penthouse, Katie loaded her dishes into the dishwasher before going for a quick run on the treadmill. She rummaged through her suitcase, realizing she had forgotten to pack her work out clothes. Figure Jon must have something around she finally settled on a pair of ripped gym shorts and faded t-shirt. She chuckled to herself, he really didn't get attached to clothing, nor did he ever feel the need to wear the latest designer styles. It just so happened that he looked amazing in anything that graced that perfect body of his, she thought. Lacing up her sneakers she took a long, hard run, then decided to draw a bath in the whirlpool tub. Once it was filled she retrieved a book and settled in for relaxation.

A couple hours later as the water finally cooled, Katie emerged from the tub and toweled off. She found a pair of cotton shorts and tank in her suitcase, put them on and went to the living room to find a movie. She made a snack and poured a glass of wine, then found the remote and snuggled under the quilt that rested on the back of the sofa. She smiled to herself, feeling totally lazy and she loved it. Jon was one smart man, she thought.

Becca and David had landed later Friday night and were driven to their own private beach side bungalow. Both tired from the flight they unpacked and went to bed, anxious to explore the island and beaches on Saturday. David had offered to sleep on the pull out sofa in the living room, but Becca wouldn't hear of it. She loved curling up in his strong arm as she drifted off to sleep that night.

She was the first one to wake up in the morning to the sound of waves lapping against the sand. She looked over at David, sprawled out in his naked spender, then slipped out of bed, out from under his arm and tiptoed to the french doors that opened up to a balcony overlooking their own beach area. She let out a sigh as she looked at the deep blue water and pristine white sand. This weekend is going to go way too fast, she thought. There were white beach chairs and tables set up on the sand, just waiting for them. She lost herself in her thoughts as she watched the waves, the tide on it's way out. Behind her David had woken up when the ocean breeze hit his nakedness. Seeing Becca on the balcony he got out of bed to join her, pulling a pair of boxers on as an after thought. He didn't want to end up in the tabloids in all his glory, though he doubted anyone was really going to bother them this weekend. He put his hands on Becca's shoulders, and turned her around to face him.

"Good morning, beautiful." He said, kissing her on the cheek. She wrapped her arms around his neck, tangling her fingers in his curls. "What do you say we grab a quick shower, put on our suits and get breakfast brought down to the beach?" He suggested.

She nodded in agreement, "Sounds perfect." Then she took off racing for the shower. David summoned up some energy and easily caught her, picking her up and swinging her around, putting him in the lead. She tried to squeeze around him, but he made it to the door first.

"No fair!" Becca said, laughing, trying to sneak under his arm. She was no match for his muscular grasp on the door frame though, and he blocked the doorway.

He looked at her with a slight twinkle in his eye, "Well, you could join me if you wanted." He said, his eye brows raised in challenge.

She contemplated his idea. Nodding, she agreed,"That would save time, for sure. Ok." She smiled as he stepped aside allowing her entry into the bathroom. Becca walked by with a smug smile on her face.

David decided he would have to wipe that smile right off her face as he followed her to the shower. He started the water, the steam rising above the glass block walls. Becca stepped out of her stripped cotton shorts and cotton tank as David made a futile attempt to take off his boxers, his eyes trained on her. He stumbled back against the wall as he got his foot stuck in the leg hole. Little minx, he thought as she gave him a sweet smile and entered the wall of steam. He finally untangled himself and followed her lead. He found her standing under the stream of hot water, her blond hair plastered and dripping down her back, her head tilted to the side as she let out a sigh. He took a moment to enjoy the view since her back was turned to him. He felt something stirring in the nether regions as she raised her arms and ran her hands through her hair. Not wanting to come across as an animal, though he could have very well attacked her right then and there, he reached for a bar of soap. He attempted to wash himself, but couldn't stop his gaze from wandering back to Becca as she shampooed her long, blond tresses. They hadn't fucked in weeks, and he really was past any point of control, he thought as he took the bar of soap working up a lather in his hands and rubbed them over her back and shoulders, gently washing her. She felt herself tingle under his touch and turned around to face him, bubbles running down over her breasts and stomach.

"You know, it would be even faster if we helped each other." She said, her own eyes twinkling with mischief.

David nodded as he ran his soapy hands over her breasts to her stomach and down her shapely thighs, his arousal apparent. He ran his hand gently up her inner thigh back up to her stomach. Becca lost her grin as she let out a gasp, his touch causing her to become slightly lightheaded. David stood back upright, sensing her reaction, and put his hand firmly on her waist as he free hand continued to wash her arms, breasts and stomach. He then rinsed her off under the warm stream. Once she was free of the suds he took her face in his hands and devoured her mouth, his tongue staking its claim. Loosing all ability to think she leaned into his wet chest, her hands roamed over his chest to his stomach and lower. Her hands continued their exploration, reaching for his cock, tracing its length. David groaned under her kiss. Minx indeed, he thought, so much for a quick shower. He may not let her out of this room any time soon. He reached to turn off the knob, silencing the trickle. He pulled back from the kiss long enough to pick her up in his arms, both of them dripping wet, and carried her back out to the bed.

He laid her on top of the tangled sheets, the breeze from the open door causing goose bumps on her damp skin. David climbed on the bed over her, rubbing his large hands over her arms, trying to calm the chill. He moved from her arms to her tiny waist, slowing his touch to trace her curves, running them up under her breasts, each topped with cherry red nipples that matched her lips. He leaned over taking one in his mouth, causing Becca to let out a gasp as her body arched up towards his. Feeling her legs open instinctively to welcome him, he arranged himself between her legs. He left the nipple to claim her mouth again as his cock, hard and determined, found its way to her vagina, dripping from its own wetness. He sunk into her slowly, her legs wrapped around him pulling him in deeply. Her fingers played with his hair, as she returned his kiss, as demanding as he. She let out a loud gasp as his generous cock filled her up, its length never seeming to end. She accepted all of him and met his rhythm, her body pressed against his.

David pulled away from the kiss as he felt himself coming to orgasm, unable to slow himself down. Becca pulled him further inside of her, her legs wrapped around his ass. She felt her muscles begin to tense as the waves of electricity washed over her, one after another after another. She felt David's motion slow as his climax settled. Sensing she was still riding her own wave, he picked up his speed as he watched her face, seeing her desire written all over it. She screamed loudly as her body gave over to the intense pleasure, grabbing his hair as she pulled his face towards hers. He muffled her screams with a kiss, her body rocking with shock waves under him. The current finally peaked and settled, she relaxed her grasp on him and laid back into the bed. David smiled down at her as she looked at him, feeling the last few tremors of her vagina walls massage his cock. He lay down on top of her, careful to support himself with his hands and not squish her slight frame. He rolled off of her and took her into his arms, laying side by side.

"Well, I think we need another shower." Becca said, David's deep laugh echoed throughout the room.

"Yep, baby. Looks that way. You weren't hungry anyway, were you?" He asked, causing Becca to loose herself to hysterical giggles.

Chapter 73

Chapter 71

2009-03-08T17:40:00.005-05:00

The next morning Katie made her way back to the porch swing, coffee in hand. Abby had left a note by the coffee maker stating that she was out running errands and would be back before Katie left. The swing creaked as Katie's foot pushed on the wooden floor, back and forth, back and forth. She looked out over the paddocks, her thoughts wandering. The screen door slammed as Jim came out to the porch, his boots in hand. He sat down, across from Katie, to lace up his boots.

"Morning, Katherine." He said, looking at her tentatively.

"Morning, dad." she responded, a slight smile on her face. That morning she had much more on her mind than trying to avoid him.

He laced up his boots, looking up at her, thoughtful. He had done a lot of thinking since his talk with Jon at the hospital all those months ago. He knew how much he had missed out on, and really didn't want to miss out on any more. Now how to go about breaking down the walls she had erected to keep him out...

"Katherine, can we talk for a little while?" He asked, expecting her to come up with some important task she simply couldn't put off in order to avoid talking to him. Over the years she had gotten very good at avoiding alone time with him.

His voice drawing her out of her day-dreamy state, she looked at him. She really had no desire to avoid him at the moment. Maybe everything that had happened with Jon was changing her view point. Whatever it was, she decided to listen. "Sure." she said, trying to keep an open mind.

He knotted the last boot and leaned back into the chair, letting out a slow breath. "This isn't easy for me, Katherine, so please hear me out. I have a few things to say and hope you will let me say my piece." He hesitated, looking at her. She responded with a slow nod, so he continued. "Your man, Jon. He is a good man. I can see you really love him."

Katie responded with another nod. "I do. Very much."

Jim nodded, pushing forward, "I am happy for you, Katherine. I hope you know that." He took another deep breath, looking toward the barn, perhaps searching for the rest of his words. He leaned forward, his arms rested on his legs, "I want to see you happy. I know I have been the cause of much unhappiness in your life. " His eyes met Katie's. "If I could take back all the pain and hurt I have caused, I would. I have buried it for years, thinking it was enough that I was sober. I thought that was enough. I used to tell myself that since I was sober, I did my part. That there was nothing I could do to make things better. I now realize that wasn't right. Not for you. And I am so sorry."

He looked down at the wooden planks of the porch floor. "I am not good with words, so bear with me." He looked back to Katie, she could see the tears welling up in his eyes. "Katherine, all I can say is everything is my fault. All those years I hurt my wife and children so badly, only thinking of myself. Letting a demon lure me away from the most important thing in the world. I thought since your mom and Jason forgave me, that it was up to you to do the same. I know I was lucky that they gave me another chance. I know I need to work harder for your forgiveness. And I know I may never have it. I won't go on about my hurt because that isn't what matters right now. What matters is all the pain I have caused you and cheating you out of the father you needed. I want to say that I am so sorry for all of it. I can't take it all back. I would give my life if I could." He paused, openly crying.

He took a tissue out of his pocket to blow his nose, then went on. "If you are willing to let me, I would like to try and make some of it up to you. I know I can't make it disappear. But if you would let me try, I'd like to make the future better between us. I know it is up to me, not you. All I ask is that you give me the chance. You and the kids mean the world to me, Katherine. Please give me the chance."

Katie felt the wall crumble just a bit as she listened to the raw pain in his voice. She was so tired of carrying around the anger. It could be exhausting. Maybe things could get better. "Dad, thank you for saying this. I have needed that apology from you, without you thinking of yourself first." She took a sip of coffee, feeling her own eyes sting with tears. "I can't promise that I can just forget everything, or forgive as if nothing happened. But I will try if you will."

Jim smiled through his tears, his heart swelled with happiness. "Thank you, Katherine. I have wanted to hear those words for years. I can promise that I will try my best to make it up to you until I the day I die. " He stood up, feeling awkward. "Well, I guess I better get to work." he said, wiping his eyes with his sleeve.

"I can give you a hand, if you want." Katie offered

Jim looked at her, nodding slowly, "Sure. That would be good. I could use a hand. See you in the barn?"

"Let me change and grab a quick bite. I will be right out." She said, feeling her heart a bit lighter.

Jim smiled to himself as Katie went into the house, the screen door slamming behind, just like when she was kid. She never took the time to close it quietly, constantly driving Abby nuts. He walked slowly to the barn, his head held higher that day.

Katie joined him in the barn where they fed the horses in the paddock, then mucked out the stalls. They talked about many things, mostly small talk. But Jim realized it as the first time he could remember them talking for any length of time about anything. He was thankful for the time with her, watching her face light up with happiness when she talked about Jon. He made a mental note to do a little research on Jon and the band. Being so absent from her youth, he didn't realize what a big influence the band and Jon had on her back then, or throughout her life. He would ask Abby to help him later. Just as they were filling the water trough, Abby drove up, honking when she saw them both outside. She smiled, knowing something was different between them. A good different.

After a late lunch and quick shower, Katie gave her mom a warm hug goodbye. Abby stroked her hair, smiling, "Maybe your dad and I will fly up for a visit this summer. What do you think?"

Katie nodded, "'I'd love that, mom. The kids would love to see you guys." A thought popped into her head, "If you and dad wanted, the kids could come down here for a week or so this summer. Maybe they could fly back with you."

Not sure what got into her, Abby silently rejoiced. It would be the first time she had ever let the kids come for a visit on their own. "We would love that, Katherine. Yes. That sounds wonderful." She gave Katie another hug.

"Ok, we will be touch in a week or so. School lets out in about four weeks." Katie returned her hug, "Thank you for everything, Love you!" She said as her dad pulled the car up to the house to take her to the airport.

Abby waved as Katie got in the front seat, "Call when you get in!" Katie nodded, waving back. "Will do!"

Back in Massachusetts Katie dove into work, along with the kids' activities. Jon and the band made their way around the southeastern part of the country, playing sold out show after sold out show. Katie and Becca both worked longs hours fitting in as much as they could since the studio would be closed the following week. Becca was joining David for a few days away, then would return with him to New York for the opening of his play on Broadway that weekend. Jon was due back as well to spend a few days with Katie at the penthouse toward the end of the week. Even though the band was off, Jon was performing at two charity functions early in the week.

Friday afternoon Katie closed up the studio after her last session, and went back to the carriage house to pack. She was taking an evening flight to New York. After landing, she caught a taxi, giving the driver the address to Jon's penthouse, the key in her pocket, promising to open up a week of rest and relaxation. The doorman greeted her, "Welcome, Ms. McKenzie." She thanked him as she entered the lobby, taking the elevator up to the top floor. She figured she would unpack then order takeout for a late dinner. When she opened the door to the penthouse she heard music playing softly in the background, the room bathed in soft light.

"Hello!" She called out, not expecting to hear a response. Hearing nothing, she wheeled in her suitcase. After depositing her camera bag and suitcase in Jon's room, she decided to relax before deciding on dinner. Making her way to the living room she found a bottle of wine chilling on the bar along with a note. She smiled, realizing Jon must have had Christoph arrange a warm welcome for her. Unfolding the paper, she read, Dear Ms. McKenzie, welcome to New York. Make yourself at home. There are groceries in the kitchen. Don't hesitate to contact me should you need anything. Enjoy your stay. Christoph. He included his cell phone number. She uncorked the wine, pouring it into the glass that sat next to the ice bucket. She then walked over to the sofa, sat down with her wine, and took in the cityscape. She watched the twinkling lights, feeling all the stress of the week slowly leave her body. The only thing that would make it more perfect was if Jon was sitting next to her. Even though she missed him and had not seen him in a week, she realized how important these few days to herself were going to be. She silently thanked Jon for seeing what she needed, even when she didn't. After a while her stomach rumbled, reminding her that she had not eaten since lunch. She went into the kitchen and opened the fridge. Some groceries was an understatement, she thought, taking in the array of food stocked in the fridge. Finally settling on some fruit and cheese, she grabbed a plate from the cabinet. Arranging her large snack, she then made her way back to the sofa. After eating she lay back on the sofa, her wine left on the cocktail table. Closing her eyes, just for a moment, she told herself, she listened to the soft music. Frank crooned to her, lulling her to sleep.

She woke up hours later, the music quiet. The city, though lights still twinkled, slept. Not bothering to put the dishes in the sink, she made her way to Jon's bedroom where she undressed and slipped between the cool sheets. A slight smile formed on her lips as she let out a sigh and fell into a deep slumber, sleeping more soundly than she had in months.

Chapter 72

Chapter 70

2009-03-02T07:40:00.004-06:00

Waking before Katie, Jon watched her sleep next to him. She had finally fallen asleep around 4 a.m., the excitement of the evening keeping her from slumber. God, he was so lucky, he thought to himself. Life had always been good to him. Never had a bad day since the doctor slapped me on the ass, he had said many times. But Katie. Oh God, Katie was just so much more. She was everything he had ever been looking for. Realizing he could lie there all day just staring at her, but not wanting to wake her, he decided to catch a quick workout in the fitness center. He knew she must be exhausted. He had heard her up a couple of times in the night, heard her excited whisper on the phone with Becca. He had smiled to himself as he listened, content in the realization that she was as happy as he. He slipped out from under the warm sheets, quietly rummaged for a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, then made his exit, pausing for a moment to smile upon her sleeping form.

Katie felt herself being pulled from the depths of slumber, she slowly opened her eyes, realizing Jon was no longer in bed with her. She lifted her head slightly, looking at the clock, the sun casting dappling light through the partially drawn curtains. She sat up, slowly waking. Everything came rushing back to her, causing a slight smile to form on her lips. She figured that Jon must have gone for a work out. Letting out a stretch she padded to the bathroom and started the shower, the steam slowly rising as the water heated up. After a quick shower she heard the hotel door open and close as she brushed her teeth and found a robe hanging on the back of the door. She pulled the thirsty fabric around and knotted the belt around her waist, then opened the door stepping out into the bedroom. She could smell the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. Breathing the scent in deeply, she proceeded to the living room area, pausing to watch Jon set out breakfast on the table in front of the large windows. Jon was too busy setting out an impressive breakfast spread to hear Katie approach. She tiptoed up behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist, his shirt damp from his workout.

"Mmmm, good morning, cowboy." She purred, resting her head on his back.

He jumped slightly at her touch, then turned around in her arms as his own pulled her into a warm embrace. "Good morning, baby. How did you sleep?" He asked as he planted a kiss on her warm lips.

"Great, once I finally got to sleep. My mind would not stop last night." She admitted, sneaking a peek at the offerings.

Jon chuckled as he caught her. "Sit, my lady, and let me serve you."

She obliged, sitting on the padded chair. Jon poured a steaming cup of coffee, adding what she liked, then handed it to her. She took a long sip, letting out a deep sigh. She could get used to waking up this way every morning, she thought. Too bad room service didn't really mix with real life. Jon poured himself a cup and joined her at the table. They dined as the sun slowly climbed high in the sky. Katie knew her parents were expecting her back this afternoon, though Jon wasn't flying out until tomorrow for the next show.

"Why don't you come with me out to the farm? Maybe we can stay for dinner. I would love it if you could be there when I tell mom and dad the news." Katie suggested.

"Sure thing, baby." He said, nibbling on a scone. "How do you think they will take the news?" He knew how concerned everyone has been about her dating him with his lifestyle and all.

"I think they will be happy for us." she said honestly. She wasn't positive Jason would cheer right away, but he would come around eventually.

After clearing away breakfast and putting it outside the hotel room door, Jon hopped into the shower. Katie called her parents' house while he was in the bathroom.

Abby heard the phone ring as she was finishing up the lunch dishes. Wiping her hands on the dish towel, she reached for the phone that hung on the wall next to the kitchen door.

"Hello?" She said, expecting it to be Katie. She had assumed Katie might want to bring Jon by for dinner so she has bought a roast and all the fixings to put in the oven.

"Hi Mom!" Katie answered, "I am headed back in a bit, but was wondering, do you mind if Jon joins us for dinner?"

Abby smiled to herself, "Not at all. I'm making a roast."

Katie knew her mom too well, realizing she expected him to join them. "That sounds perfect! Thanks, Mom. We'll be there around 4 p.m if that's ok?"

"Sounds good, sweetie. See you then." Abby hung up and fetched some carrots from the fridge to peel for the roast.

Jon joined Katie in the living room after his shower, in jeans, his hair still damp. They decided to take a walk around Nashville before heading to her parents' house. For the most part they were left alone, an occasional fan asking for Jon's autograph. Katie realized people must be used to see celebrities walking around at any given time. It was so unlike New York where, if it wasn't the paparazzi snapping away, there was some fan approaching him at least every few minutes. Not that she minded, she had grown more used to it. But she had to admit it was nice to walk around in public and not feel as if they were constantly on display.

They returned to the hotel to freshen up, then took a taxi to join Katie's parents for dinner. Katie could hear Abby in the kitchen as they walked in the front door. Jon followed Katie as she went to the back of the house, finding her mom stirring a pot on the stove.

"Hey, mom." Katie said, giving her mom a quick hug.

Abby turned around returning the hug, "Hi, sweetie. It's good to see you." Abby put the spoon down as Jon came over to her, giving her a gentle hug of his own. "Hello, Jon. I'm so glad you could join us for dinner." Abby said, warmly.

"Where is dad?" Katie asked, looking outside in the back yard.

"He is out in the barn taking care of one of the mares. She threw a shoe earlier and is a bit lame. The vet came to check her out. He should be in soon." Abby informed her.

Katie nodded, not exactly sure how she was going to break the news to her parents. Even though she knew they would be happy for her, it would mean a huge change in her life and she expected them to have some concerns.

"Do you need a hand with anything, Abby?" Jon offered. She shook her head. "No, everything is in good shape. Why don't you kids relax, dinner will be ready in about 20 minutes. There is some fresh ice tea in the fridge." She said, taking out two glasses. After pouring the tea, Katie and Jon went to sit on the porch swing.

"It is beautiful here, Kat." Jon said he looked out over the barn and paddocks, the sun slowly descending.

She nodded, "It is. Despite our issues, I still have a lot of good memories of growing up here." As time had passed, she was able to think about the good memories, not just dwell on the bad. As her dad walked back from the barn, she thought, sadly none of the good ones involved him. Jon took her hand giving it a gentle squeeze as he noticed the cloud pass over her face. She turned, offering a small smile.

Just then Abby poked her head out the screen door, "Dinner is on the table." Katie nodded, then took Jon's hand leading him into the house. They sat down at the dining room table, Jim following behind after washing his hands in the kitchen. He gave Katie a quick kiss on the cheek and shook Jon's hand before sitting down.

"Glad you kids could join us." He said as Abby joined them.

"Thank you, Jim. I am happy to be here." Jon offered, taking a sip of iced tea.

"So how was the show?" Abby asked as she passed a salad around.

Katie looked at Jon with a small smile on her face, her cheeks tinting a bit. He smiled back, waiting.

"The show was good. Sold out, as usual." Katie said, trying to figure out how to broach the subject of their engagement. Jim nodded, "Good. Sometime I would like to see your show, Jon."

"Any time, Jim. I would be thrilled to have you Abby there." Jon said, shifting in his seat. He was nervous and they weren't even his parents.

Not able to take the suspense any longer, Katie decided to to just tell them as she pushed the lettuce around on her plate. "Mom, Dad. We have some news." She said, looking up at them.

Abby and Jim stopped short and looked first at her, then at Jon. "Oh? what kind of news, dear?" Abby asked, cautiously.

"Jon asked me to marry him." Katie blurted out. Whew, there. It was out, she thought.

Jim continued chewing, but smiled. "Well, well. So what did you say, Katherine?" He said, chuckling.

Katie laughed slightly, knowing her dad still didn't realize just how famous Jon was. Jon answered for her, "She did me the honor of saying yes." his voice strong and sure.

Abby smiled slightly, "Well now, that is some very big news. I would say congratulations are in order then." She said, obviously shocked, yet appearing happy for them. "Jim, fetch a bottle of wine from the basement, will you?" Jim nodded, going to the basement for the requested wine.

Abby stood up coming around the table. She gave Katie a hug first, then Jon. "Really, kids, I am happy for you." She said as she sat back down. "Jon, I will admit, I am concerned for my daughter. Surely you can understand that. This will be a big change for her and the children."

Jon pushed back from the table a bit, nodding, "I understand, Abby. And I assure you I have nothing but their best interest at heart. I love your daughter more than I can even tell you. I do hope you both will believe that." He said honestly.

Abby remembered how he had sat at the hospital with Katie day and night. She had no doubt in her mind that he loved her very deeply.

She nodded, "I know you do, Jon. I trust you will do right by her and the children. I love them very much." She said, smiling at him.

"You have my word, Abby." He assured her as Jim came back from the basement, showing Abby a bottle of red wine. She nodded and he went into the kitchen to find an opener. Abby joined him, searching for wine glasses.

After the dinner dishes were cleared away, they relaxed in the living room finishing up their wine.

After a while, Jon said, "Well, I should get going. I have an early morning flight to catch for the next round of shows."

Katie stood up as Jon did, "Thank you both again, for a wonderful dinner and company." He offered his hand to Jim, and gave Abby a warm hug.

Abby said, "It was no problem at all, Jon. I look forward to you joining us more often as a part of the family." She said, returning his hug. "Congratulations, again." She said with a wink at Jon.

"I look forward to it." He said, with a big smile, as Katie led him out the front door. Katie had brought her suitcase back earlier, knowing Jon had to leave early in the morning. Her flight was not leaving until later in the afternoon.

On the porch, Jon called the hotel to send a car, then took Katie into his arms. He kissed her deeply, not wanting to leave her. They swayed together on the porch, holding each other tightly, until the lights of the car made its way down the long driveway.

Pulling back with a deep sigh, Jon said, "Baby, you have made me so happy. God, I am going to miss you." He buried his face in her hair.

She couldn't stop the bittersweet tears that made their way down her cheek. It would be so lonely without him the next few weeks.

"Oh!" Jon said, remembering. He pulled a key out of his pocket and handed it to her. "This is to the penthouse. I will call and make all the arrangements for you to stay there."

Katie took it, "Thank you, cowboy. It will be a much needed break. When will I get to see you again?" She asked.

Jon looked thoughtful for a moment. "We have one more show after you will leave New York, but I can arrange to be back there for a few days before that."

Katie nodded, knowing it would have to do. "Ok. You better get going." Jon nodded, giving her one more quick kiss. "I love you, baby. So much." He said, as he walked toward the taxi.

She mouthed back, "I love you, cowboy." then placed her fingers to her lips and blew him a kiss.

Chapter 71

Chapter 69

2009-01-15T20:13:00.003-06:00

Returning from the bathroom she crawled back into bed and back into Jon's welcoming arms. Brushing back her hair, he pressed a kiss to her temple. She spooned with him, curling her body against his, her head in the crook of his arm. They lay silently for a few minutes, each caught up in the happenings of the evening. Katie tried to mentally reach into her head, grabbing at thoughts as they reeled around in the space of her brain. What if this, what happens with that, how does this work....all those thoughts. She let out a deep sigh. Jon could feel her mind was preoccupied. So present with him just a few minutes ago, she was now worlds away. He gently sat up, slipping his arm out from under her head. He stroked her hair as he watched her intently. Katie rolled over, feeling his eyes on her, a slight smile on her lips.

"Everything ok, baby?" He asked, his voice soft and low.

She nodded, "Everything is wonderful. I just....." she paused, trying to find the words. "I just have so many thoughts swirling around in my head, Jon. The last year has been such a whirlwind. I think I need to make sense of it all, you know?"

His expression serious, he nodded. At times he forgot that before meeting him, her life much more predictable. Even though he was on this ride too, he was more used to a crazy busy schedule, traveling, juggling so many different balls at one time.

"Talk to me, Kat." He said, wanting to hear all the noise going on in her head. Wanting to somehow make everything fit for her. Wanting to be sure that no matter what, she was happy.

She took a deep breath, trying to organize her thoughts as he continued to stroke her hair. Finding the words for the one thing she was sure of, she said, "I love you. The one certainty, the one constant, is that I love you." She put her hands on the bed pushing her self up to a sitting position, curling her legs under her. "Sometimes I feel like I am living in a dream. As if I am looking into a glass ball watching scene after scene of a movie. Yet I can reach out and touch it, feel it, taste it. Sometimes I feel like I am on a car speeding ahead so fast. I see things, signs or something, on the side of the road, but I am going too fast to read them. Sometimes I want to yell STOP, just let me stop for a moment and look around."

She looked into his eyes, reading his concern in them. She turned toward him holding his hands in hers. "Jon, I want more than anything to be your wife. Oh my God! I used to dream about that. In so many ways this is a dream come true for me. I can't explain it. I have loved you for so many years. On the beach that night..." She looked down at their hands, intertwined. "Jon, it all came rushing at me, right then. That everything in my life happened for a reason, every path I every path I have taken, every fork in the road, was eventually leading me here. To you. " She lifted her head, their eyes locking. "It all fell into place. To be honest, it was the freakiest feeling I have ever had. But I accept that, I welcome that. God, it is more than anything I ever could have hoped for in my life up until this point. More than I thought would ever happen to me. Little old me, a nobody in your world. Just a face in the crowd of thousands, maybe millions. And here I am. Sometimes it just seems almost surreal. Like sometimes I just want to step back and take it all in. I am sorry if that doesn't make any sense." She said, feeling a weight lift. She had never said anything like this to him before. Hadn't even really taken the time until now to listen to the voices in her head. She had climbed on the ride, willingly, ready to go where ever it took her. She knew without a doubt she wanted to marry him. But something inside of her was persistently telling her to step back and take a deep breath, let it all settle.

Jon stroked the palm of her hand with his thumb. He understood more than she knew. Granted it had been years, but he got it. It was different for him, but the same whirlwind feelings were his many years ago. It was way back when things had started taking off with the first song, Runaway. Then the band. It took on a life of its own. They were just along for the ride. Album after album, tour after tour, it had taken its toll on all of them. He had a feeling it was a very similar experience for Katie this past year. Life had turned in a direction she could never have known about or expected. And just like he was totally sure he wanted the life that was presented to him then, he also knew he had to stay in touch with himself, his roots. He has a feeling Katie needed that very same thing.

Nodding his head, he smiled at her. "Baby, that makes total sense to me. I know you won't believe it, but I've been there." Thoughtful for a moment, he then said, "I have an idea. I know you were going to come down to the Atlanta show in two weeks. But why don't you take a little vacation, some time for yourself. Your schedule as been as hectic as mine these last few months. It would be good for you. You could go to Rockport, or even the penthouse if you want."

Katie took in his words, tossing the idea around in her head. Maybe he was on to something. Maybe she just needed to take some time and let everything sink in. A weekend in New York by herself. Something she had planned a year ago, but something that didn't quite turn out as expected.

"I think that might just be what the doctor ordered." She said, nodding. She knew that would mean not seeing him for at least three weeks, and that thought made her heart ache. But she knew he was right. "I think a weekend in New York would be wonderful." She said, "Are you sure you wouldn't mind me hanging out at your place?"

"God, no, Kat. I want you to stay there, if you want to." He pulled her to him, kissing her lightly on the lips. "Baby, everything I have is yours." She smiled in answer, laying her head on his chest as she leaned against him. Jon guided them both back down on the bed, pulling the covers over them.

Later, not able to sleep, Katie untangled herself from Jon's arms. She took a side trip to the bathroom, slipped into a terry robe and tiptoed into the living room of the hotel penthouse. She felt so jumpy. She still couldn't believe what was happening. Pulling back the curtains a crack, she gazed out at the Nashville skyline, the streetlights giving off a warm glow as the rest of the city slept. She decided maybe she would call Becca and share the news with her. She felt like she needed to tell someone, to make sure it was real. She fished for her cellphone in the purse that laid on the floor, discarded during their hasty entrance.

Back in Massachusetts Becca was sound asleep in her bed, oblivious to the goings on happening 1000 miles away. The phone rang, rousing her from the depths of slumber. She jumped up, forcing herself awake. A phone ringing at night was never a good sign in her book. She reached over to the night stand, knocking the phone to the floor. She got out of bed reaching for it under the stand. Finally finding it she hit the talk button.

"Hello?" She asked, her voice groggy.

"Becca? Its Kat. I am sorry I woke you."

Becca sat on the edge of the bed, slowly coming to her senses. "Kat, hey. Is everything ok? What's going on?"

"Everything is fine. More then fine." Katie said, excitedly, even though she was talking so low Becca could hardly make out what she was saying.

"Ok, well good. So...why are you calling me at..." She squinted at the clock, her interest slightly piqued. "...3 a.m?"

"He asked me to marry him, Beccs. Tonight, after the show. Jon asked me to marry him!" Her excited whisper jerked Becca even more awake. She transferred the phone to her other hand as she pushed herself back against the headboard of her bed.

"Did you say he asked you to marry him? Kat, did I hear you right?" She said, not sure she was hearing what Katie was saying.

"Yes! He asked me to marry him!" Katie exclaimed, trying to convince Becca. "Tonight after the show he asked me in his dressing room. Becca, he gave me a ring and everything."

A bit shocked at the news, but realizing her friend was serious, she pressed her for more details. "Oh my God! Kat, what did you say?" She said, clutching the phone so hard, her knuckles turned white.

"What do you think I said, you goon. I said yes! Of course, I said yes!" Katie burst out, her voice louder this time.

"Oh my God. Kat. OH MY GOD! Jon Bon Jovi asked you to marry him. Oh my God." Becca couldn't contain her excitement.

"I know, Becca. I am still getting used to the idea myself. But I am so happy. " Katie said, her joy evident. "I will let you go, I am sorry for waking you up. I just had to tell somebody." Sheapologized.

"You know you can call me any time." Becca assured her. "I am really happy for you, Kat. But I want all the details when you get home! Got it?"

"Got it! Ok, night." Kat said, hanging up the phone.

"Night..." Becca answered, her voice trailing off to the sound of the dial tone. Wow, she thought, just wow. She would have to call David tomorrow. She wondered if he knew. He had not let on at all when she had talked to him earlier. She put the phone in it's cradle and slipped back under the covers, knowing that sleep would not come easy after the news of her best friend getting engaged to one of the biggest rock stars on the planet.

Chapter 70

Chapter 68

2009-01-15T11:27:00.003-06:00

Jon could feel Katie shaking as he held her tightly against his body, her wet tears soaking his shirt. Thank God, he said to himself. He couldn't remember ever having such a case of nerves, except maybe years ago waiting for word on their first record deal or maybe their debut show of the first headlining tour. It just goes to prove, he thought, it doesn't matter what I accomplish in this life, it is nothing without love.

Katie hung onto Jon tightly, her tears coming to a halt. Not able to form a coherent thought, she looked up at him, seeing her own emotions mirrored in his eyes.

"Baby, you have just made me the happiest man on the face of the earth." He choked, overwhelmed with emotion.

She let out a long sigh, "Dang, cowboy. You sure do know how to render a girl speechless." She said, between sniffles.

He looked down at her, stroking her hair, "Happy, baby?"

She let out a laugh, "Uh, yeah. Happier than I can even find words for."

Jon looked around, spotting a box of tissues on the table. He grabbed the whole box and offered her one. She took it gratefully and blew her nose, thinking, what a sight she must he.

As if he was in her head, Jon said, "You're so beautiful, baby."

He saw past the smudged mascara trails running down her cheeks, seeing only everything beautiful in his life. Nothing could take away the pure joy he was feeling at the moment. Jon sat back down and Katie followed suit. She was afraid if she didn't her legs would buckle under her. They could hear voices outside the door as the band and stage hands mulled around, the stage staff heading out to pack up. There was a light knock on the door bringing them both back to reality. Jon choose to ignore it, but Katie knew they wouldn't be left alone for long, so went over to the mirror and tried to fix her make up as best as she could. There was another knock, this time a little more insistent. Most of the band and staff knew if he didn't want to be bothered he wouldn't answer, so the second knock was not followed by another. She sat back down with him, looking a little less smudged and tear stained.

Jon, realizing they would have to let the world back in soon, asked, "Kat, will you come back to the hotel with me tonight?"

Amazed that he even thought he had to ask, she chuckled, "You are all mine tonight, cowboy. I ain't going anywhere." She said, tinged with a southern drawl.
"I told mom I wouldn't be back tonight. They can all just wait until tomorrow."

Smiling, Jon said, "I can't wait to have you all to myself. I never want to share, but tonight I just refuse." he winked, "I better open the door or they will may call in the fire department or something. You ok?" He asked.

She nodded, with one more blow of the nose. Dang, why do I always cry when I get emotional? She thought, happy or sad, doesn't matter.

Outside David went in search of Richie, wondering what was up with Jon not opening the door when he had knocked. He figured Katie was in there, but had no clue what they would be up to literally two minutes after the show was over.

Spotting Richie he went over, "Richie, what's up with Jon? He didn't open the door when I knocked." David asked, slightly annoyed. He wanted to tell Jon to give a bit more notice than a minute before springing a song on them they didn't play often.

Richie answered with a huge grin on his face, "Dave, the Kidd is a little busy. Think about it......." He said, slapping David good-naturedly on the shoulder.

David shook his head, blond curls bouncing, "Busy, my ass! What was up with that last minute change to the set-list........." He stopped, his mouth forming a big O. "No! He didn't!" he exclaimed, looking at Richie nodding."Oh MAN! That devil. Well, I'll be damned!" David shook his head as it sunk in. "Man, good for him. I was wondering how long it was going to take him." he laughed.

Richie warned, "Don't say anything to Becca if you talk to her."

"No worries, man. No worries." Dave assured him as he walked away, chuckling to himself.

Out of the corner of his eye Richie noticed the door to Jon's dressing room open, Jon came out, alone. The smiles he had seen on the Kidd the last couple of weeks were nothing compared to the joy on his face now. Katie took a few minutes to freshen up before joining him.

"Hey, man." He said, slapping Jon on the back. He smiled at Jon, waiting.

"Hey." Jon said, running his hand through his hair, looking around.

"Hey." Richie said again, a goofy grin on his face.

Jon looked at him, "What?" Jon said, knowing Richie knew something was up.

Richie leaned in close to Jon's ear. "So? What'd she say?" his voice low.

Jon realized he must be pretty transparent. Not to mention Richie knew him better than anyone. Jon looked around, looking like he got caught in the cookie jar. A small smirk on his lips he said, "Yes. She said yes!"

Unable to contain his excitement for his dear friend, he yelled. "No way!! Man, that is just awesome!!" He grabbed Jon giving him a big hug. His reaction caused people to see what the commotion was all about.

Jon lowered his voice, "Thanks, man. I am walking on air. Can you keep it hush, though? Katie isn't used to all the attention and for tonight I just want to keep things quiet."

Richie figured he owed him that, "You got it, Kidd. And hey, have fun!" he said, with one last slap on Jon's back as he made his exit.

Jon turned around to go back to his dressing room just as Katie came out, looking refreshed and happy. He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, "What do you say we get out of here, baby?"

"I would love that, cowboy." She said, looking at him, her face beaming. He pulled her back into the dressing room to get a few things before they left the arena. He gave a quick call to Christoph, then changed into jeans. The black SUV was waiting for them at the side entrance as they tried to leave without being noticed. A few fans pushed forward as the door opened, flashes going off as they yelled to Jon. He pulled Katie quickly into the backseat with him where they were hidden from view behind the tinted windows.

As they left the arena in the background, he turned to her, his face unsure. "Kat, are you sure? My life can get pretty crazy." He asked, searching her eyes for any doubt. "I don't expect you to give up everything, or totally change your life for me. But it will change to an extent, no way around it."

Katie put her hand on his cheek, speaking softly, "Jon, I expect that. We'll figure it out. I'm not going anywhere." She assure him. "I understand things will change. As long as we are together, we will find our way. Together. Ok?"

Her words soothing any doubt he had, he kissed her deeply, then said, "You make me feel like anything is possible, Kat."

They pulled up to the hotel and exited the SUV, not seeing any fans in waiting. They had left the arena so quickly they seemed to have beat the swarm. Jon guided her swiftly into the hotel, waiting impatiently for the elevator. As soon as the doors closed behind them he backed her up against the elevator wall, covering her mouth with his. He couldn't wait to make love to her, to claim her as his future wife. Despite the fact he knew he would now spend the rest of his living days with her, that fact did nothing to quell his urgent need.

The elevator door opened and they stumbled out into the hallway, not bothering to check for anyone lurking in the hall. Jon raced through the hall to the penthouse door, dragging her, laughing, with him. Thankful that they had a few days break from the road, Jon put the DO NOT DISTURB sign on the door, latched it and picked her up, carrying her to the bedroom. This was no night for taking his time, he threw his jacket off and crawled on the bed, leaning over her, devouring her mouth with his. Katie responded in kind by plunging her fingers in his hair and pulling him as close as she could. Their breath quickened as their desire grew. Katie fumbled with the last remaining buttons on Jon's shirt, still damp with his sweat from the performance. She thought nothing of it as they popped clean off his shirt. Equally as ravenous for her, he pulled her tank out of her belt, pushing it up to her neck, his hands aching to touch her breasts. Breaking their kiss for a second she pulled the tank over her head and tossed it, taking no notice to its resting place. Not patient, Jon grasped at her bra, trying to remove the final layer. Helping him, she wiggled out of it somehow, the clasps still fastened. Feeling her erect nipples against his chest only fueled his desire more. Katie grabbed at his jeans, undoing the button and zipper in record time. As Jon sat up pushing the jeans down his thighs, she unzipped her boots and slid her own jeans over her curvy hips, then let them join the tank as they were tossed to the side. Jon groaned as he saw her clothed in nothing but a red lace thong. He guided her back down to the bed taking her nipple in his mouth, biting hard enough to cause her to yelp, while his hands tried to remove the last offending barrier between them. The thong went flying as Katie wrapped her legs around him pulling him inside of her, already wet from her desire for him. He entered with a force that caused her to scream out his name, pushing her to the head of the bed.

"JON! Oh God!" She yelled. He plummeted into her over and over again as she dug her nails into his shoulders, unable to think. He threw his head back with a deep groan as he lost all ability to think rationally.

His almost violent motion caused Katie to hang on to him for dear life, her demands of, "Fuck me, Jon. Harder!" were followed shortly by her screams as the tremors of her climax rocked her body. Feeling like she was about to pass out she closed her eyes, letting the wave carry her away. Jon continued driving into her, feeling his cock squeezed by the muscles of her vagina as she came again. He felt himself about to explode as he drove his cock deep into her, filling her with his cum as he threw his head back and yelled at the top of his lungs.

His release echoed in the room as he dropped on top her, dripping in sweat.

Katie, finally able to speak after her breath slowed a bit, said, "My God, Jon. What was that?"

Jon lifted his head looking down at her, noticing her lips were slightly bruised and her breast sporting his teeth marks. "Oh baby, I am so sorry. Did I hurt you? I don't know what got into me." He apologized as he ran his finger lightly over lips.

"Don't be sorry. Just hold me." she whispered. He lay beside her wrapping his arms around her as he pulled her to him. She was slightly shaken at his pure animal lust, but couldn't fault him since she had been carried away by the same demons. She took a deep breath, smelling his physical aroma from the show and aerobics afterward. He was intoxicating, doing things to her mind and body she didn't know were possible. A small part of her wondered briefly if she could survive his energy. Well, hell, she said to herself, she was damn willing to try.

Jon whispered into her ear, "Baby, you drive me crazy. I can't seem to control myself around you." he said, smoothing her hair back. He sat up slightly, looking down at her, "Please forgive me. I never want to hurt you or scare you. That would kill me."

She smiled sweetly up at him, "Cowboy, I can ride the wildest of stallions, no worries." She said, her lips still red and bruised from his rough assault.

"Oh really....." he said, his curiosity peeked. "And just how many stallions have taken you for a ride, my sweet?" he inquired, slight jealousy showing through. He knew she was just messing with his mind, but he also knew the thought of her with anyone else would completely kill him, or drive him to a total rage.

Liking the sense of power she had over him, yet slightly caught off guard by the possessive look in his eyes, she knew for a fact if any guy even attempted to look at her in a less than proper way, he would beat them within an inch of their life. The realization left her feeling a bit uneasy, but she pushed it back into the corner of her mind, choosing instead to revel in the moment.

"Put it this way, I have one stallion that needs breaking, and I'm going to concentrate all my effort on him." She said, her voice sugary sweet. She could play his game.

Jon laughed at her comeback, God, she drove him wild. He vowed to take her for wildest ride of her life. "Baby, this stallion can't be broken." He said, teasing her.

Her expression turned serious, "Cowboy, this stallion is already under my spell." With that she left him in the bed as she padded toward the bathroom. A groan escaped his lips as her gorgeous ass tantalized him with its sway as she walked away.

Chapter 69

Chapter 67

2009-01-14T10:11:00.011-06:00

Jon collapsed on top of her, burying his head in her neck as he knotted her hair around his fingers. He breathed in the sweet, salty scent of her, pulling it deep within his lungs. One word popped into Jon's mind as he wrapped himself around her.....home. He was home. He could put no words to his thoughts, he just knew, without a doubt, that he was now and forever, home.

He eventually rolled over to lie next to her. He propped his head up on his arm as he studied her, her eyes closed. Auburn strands of hair, wet from her exertion, stuck to her cheek, her lips swollen, slightly open as her breath became more shallow. Her lashes fluttered softly as she opened her eyes, turning her head toward him. Having given herself up to the pure sensuality of him, she let down all her guards. Her eyes were unclouded, showing her raw emotions. Looking into his eyes she felt herself being transported to another realm, yet they remained on the blanket, the torches causing shadows to dance across the sand. It was that moment that something shifted, a new reality took hold.

Unable to move right away they lay there listening to the sound of the sea. Jon noticed her skin become bumpy as a slight shiver ran through her. Knowing she must be chilled he sat up, pulling her into his arms.

"What do you say we take a quick dip?" Jon whispered brokenly. They tiptoed in the sand to the water's edge, letting the warm waves lap over their feet. Jon led her out deeper into the gentle waves, the moonlight dancing on the water. Katie let the water, warm as a bath, claim her as she slid down into its depths, feeling Jon's arms around her. She felt weightless, perfect, immortal. Never in her life had she experienced such emotions, such abandonment. She let herself float in his arms, their bodies one with the sea. Katie took in the scenery as best as she could, trying to imprint these moments in her mind. Not one to hardly ever be without her camera, she wanted to somehow remember this moment forever. As she floated she looked up at the moon, thoughts came rushing in. It was then that she realized her life had been choreographed to bring her to this very moment in time. Everything she had ever felt, thought, experienced was leading her here. She knew without a doubt she was right where she was suppose be, right where fate had brought her.

Jon kissed her on the temple, "My beautiful mermaid, would you care to join me for a glass of wine?" He whispered.

Katie put her feet on the sandy ocean floor, nodding. "That sounds perfect. I will be there in one minute." She said, then dived away from him into the current.

Jon watched her, then walked back to the table and refreshed their glasses. He retired back to the blanket, wine glass in hand. He saw her head pop through the surface, then she rose up out of the water as she walked back towards the shore, her body outlined with a moonlit glow. One word popped in his head as he watched her, perfection. In every sense of the word, she was pure perfection.

Jon stood up to retrieve a towel, handing it to her as she joined him near the blanket. As he fetched her glass of wine from the table he watched her rub the towel over her glistening legs, up over her taunt stomach to her full breasts. It was the most sensual sight he had ever witnessed. He stood watching her until she realized he was still by the table, catching his gaze on her. He walked back as she let the towel fall to the ground. He then picked up his shirt offering it to her. She pulled the thin blue material over her shoulders, buttoning it up over her breasts. The shirt, being so thin, did nothing to hide the blush of her nipples or the swell of her breasts. He handed her the glass of wine as he shook his head, he tried to clear the fog from his thoughts. Katie looked at him, her lips forming a small smile. Having spent most of her life feeling like she wasn't good enough, that she had to protect herself from everyone and everything, she was enjoying the new sense of empowerment she felt being with him. Despite the fact of how gorgeous he was, no one had ever made her feel as beautiful as he did. Jon picked up a towel and dried off his remaining dampness, then slipped back into his jeans.

They sat enjoying the last of the wine, feeling slightly tipsy from either the wine or the company, neither sure which. The moon continued on its path, slipping away across the sky. Katie had laid down on the blanket putting her head in his lap. He stroked her hair as he listened to the waves. Finally taking a look at his watch, he was shocked to find it well past midnight.

He leaned over planting a light kiss on her lips. "Baby, we better get back." Katie sat up and nodded, reluctantly. "I promise to you, that we will come back, just you and me." Jon said as he stood up, helping her up after him.

"I am holding you to that, cowboy." she said as Jon shook out the blanket.

He then wrapped it around her and collected her things. They tiptoed up the path, finding the house dark except one light shining on the lanai. Jon closed the doors behind them, switching off the light, then followed Katie up the stairs. She hesitated at the door of her room, but Jon motioned her in. Once in the room he laid her dress and sandals on a chair, then pulled back the covers on the bed. Taking the blanket from her he waited while she slipped under the cool sheets. He groaned inwardly as he pulled the covers up to her chin, wishing he could join her. A quick kiss on her forehead, a whisper, "I love you," and he was gone. A smile spread across Katie's face as she wiggled her toes against the cool sheets, still wearing his shirt. God, life was good, she thought as she drifted into a deep slumber.

Only four hours after retiring to his room, Jon was greeted by two bundles of energy. He let Katie sleep until almost noon, but she returned the favor later, letting him take a nap while she took the younger boys on a seashell hunt. The rest of the week passed, full of fun, sun and sand. The last day approached and they sadly packed up, closing the door behind as the van waited out front for them. They all flew back to the east coast together, stopping briefly in San Fransisco to refuel. The plane landed in Boston late that Saturday night, dropping off Katie and the kids before returning to New York. Hugs were passed around as they said their goodbyes, Jon leaving Katie with a longer than intended kiss and a promise to see her in Nashville in two weeks, where the band was performing. Katie had arranged some time off to visit with her family and catch the show.

The weeks flew by for Katie. Despite the fact that she missed Jon terribly, she had a spring in her step that wasn't there before. Even Becca noticed it, demanding to know what was making her positively glow.

"You know, Kat. You are just radiant. What's going on? I know Jon is good for you, but its like you are bursting with sunshine. No offense, hon, but you are never that happy all the time." Becca demanded to know one day in early May as they both worked on their computers.

Katie couldn't put her finger on it, she just felt, well, happy. She shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know. I just feel good. Life is good. I just feel like smiling, is that wrong?" She teased Becca.

"No, not wrong at all. Just different." Becca said, giving Katie sideways glance. Later that day she even caught Katie singing while she straightened up the prop room. Becca shook her head, glad for whatever was making Katie so happy.

Half way across the country the band finished up a few shows in the southwest and headed back towards the east by way of the south, playing Nashville that weekend. They put on 3+ hour shows some nights, often with two or three encores. Jon would hear the stomping of the feet in the stands and direct everyone back out to the stage, a huge smile on his face. Richie especially noticed Jon's good mood, thinking that Jon should indeed take more vacations if he came back this happy. He told him such as they packed up from the last show before hitting Nashville two nights later.

Richie slapped Jon on the back, "Hey Kidd, you are on fire lately. What has gotten into you?" Richie asked. "Don't get me wrong, they love it, love us! You're always good, but man, you are smokin'!"

Jon shook his head, with a chuckle."Rich, I tell ya. I feel good. I am lovin' life right now."

Richie laughed, "That must have been some vacation, even with 6 kids around night and day?"

"It was a great vacation, but its more than that. All I can say is life is good, man. Real good." Jon said, leaving Richie standing in his dressing room with a befuddled expression on his face. Richie shrugged, grabbed his leather jacket and followed Jon.

Two nights later Jon watched for Katie to show up backstage as they prepared for the show. She had flown in the day before so she could spend some time with her parents. He was more nervous than usual that night, jumping each time someone opened his dressing room door. Finally he was greeted with Katie's beautiful face when the door opened. He met her before she could even close the door, picking her up in his arms and swinging her around. Before even saying hello, he buried his face in her hair, smelling the light fruity scent of her shampoo. Katie laughed, just as delighted to see him. He then kissed her deeply, finally allowing himself to pull away and give her a proper greeting.

"Well, hell, baby. It has been way too long. I am so glad your hear!" He said, letting his gaze travel from her head down to her toes, taking in her outfit. She wore skinny jeans tucked into knee high black boots, a royal blue tank top that was gathered with a low slung belt that lay across her hips. Her hair was as he loved it best, long and flowing, hitting the middle of her back. "Damn, Kat you look amazing."

She blushed, thanking him, "Well, thank you kindly sir, but you clean up pretty well yourself." She couldn't help but notice the skin tight leather tan pants he was wearing, resurrected from a few tours ago.

The door opened and Obie yelled in, "Show time in 5." He left with a wink in Katie's direction. Jon looked around for his white leather jacket, feeling in the pocket for a moment, then led Katie out the door into the main backstage area, leaving the jacket hanging over the chair. He kissed her before she followed Obie to her seat, promising to see her soon. They band was on fire that night, blowing the top off the Sommet Center. After nearly three hours and two encores, the lights went on one last time and the audience was greeted with Jon and Richie sitting on stools, acoustic guitars in hand. The lights were low as the audience realized what a treat they were in for. The opening cords began and they launched into a soul moving performance....Jon looking right at Katie for much of the song.

Diamond ring, wear it on your hand
It's gonna tell the world, I'm your only man
Diamond ring, diamond ring
Baby, you're my everything, diamond ring

Red, red rose brought it home to you
Blood red rose, tells me that you're true
Red, red rose, blood-red rose
Like a fire inside that grows, blood-red rose

When you're hungry, I will fill you up
When you're thirsty, drink out of my loving cup
When you're crying, I'll be the tears for you
There's nothing that I wouldn't do for you

When you're hungry, I will fill you up
When you're thirsty, drink out of my loving cup
When you're crying, I'll be the tears for you
There's nothing that I wouldn't do, know

You know I bleed every night you sleep
'Cause I don't know if I'm

in your dreams
I want to be your everything...

Diamond ring, wear it on your hand
It's gonna tell the world, I'm your only man
Diamond ring, diamond ring
Baby, you're my everything, diamond ring
Darling, you're my everything, diamond ring
Now, you've got me on your string... Diamond ring

The stadium went pitch black and before she knew what was happening Katie felt someone grab her hand and drag her from her seat. She was pulled past the stage, through the barricades and finally into the light of the backstage area where she realized Jon had somehow managed to jump down from the stage and bring her back here. On a mission he tugged her behind him towards his dressing room door, throwing it open, then slamming it behind them, latching the lock. Taking a moment to catch his breath he pulled a folding chair over and offered it for her to sit on. Too confused and flustered to speak, she sat, wringing her hands in her lap, waiting for him to say something. He was wearing the white leather jacket he had left abandoned earlier. He pulled a chair over in front of her and sat, taking her hands in his. She looked at him waiting for him to say something, anything.

He looked into her eyes for what felt like forever before he began, "My sweet Kat. I am not sure I can do this justice. But need to say a few things." He paused, looking at the floor for a moment. Bringing his eyes back to hers, he continued, "For most of my life I have been told I am lucky, that I have the most amazing life, everything anyone could wish for. I thought so, too. Until one day. One day I go to a photo shoot, dreading it. I hate them. But when you turned around and I saw the most beautiful pair of green eyes, all of a sudden it didn't seem so bad. Ever since I first laid eyes on you, you have gotten under my skin in a way I could not explain. And when I thought I may have lost you in the accident, God, Kat, that tore my heart straight out. I promised myself I would never let that happen, that I would never chance losing you again."

He paused, hanging his head low, feeling the threat of tears. taking a deep breath he looked up again, "And that brings me to the beach, laying there with you on the sand under the moonlight. Kat, I felt like I had come home." The second he said those words he saw the tears well up in her eyes and spill down her cheeks. He couldn't say anything more so reached into his coat pocket pulling out a small black box. Katie's eyes widened and she let out a small gasp. He looked straight into her eyes and opened the box, "Please Kat, please welcome me home. Will you please save my sorry soul and be my wife?"

Not able to contain her emotions any longer, Katie let out a sob, the tears taking over as her whole body shook. He let her release the emotion as he waited, not so patiently, for some sort of answer, or gesture that she might say yes. "So?" He asked, holding her hands in his.

Katie let out a laugh between the tears, and nodded her head, "Oh Jon. Yes. My God, Jon, YES!" He stood up wrapping his arms around her, plunging his fingers in her hair as he pulled her mouth to his. He kissed her deeply, his tears mixing with the saltiness of hers. Realizing he forgot something he backed away a bit, fumbling with the box. He gently took the ring out, then taking her hand he slipped the ring slowly on to her finger, the large diamond glistening. He admired its beauty on her graceful hand, then kissed it before looking up at her again.

He grabbed her head with one hand, pulling her to him, "Baby, I love you, more than anything. I never want to wake up another morning without knowing you will be next to me forever."

She caught her breath and managed a whisper, "You never will again. I love you, cowboy. God, I just love you." She said, choking back happy tears.

Outside the dressing room Richie looked for Jon after his hasty exit. Putting his hand on the knob he realized it was locked. A slow smile spread across his face as he put the pieces together, the good mood, the smiles, the song......it all made sense now. He tapped the knob and went on his way, whistling under his breath, happy for his best friend.

Chapter 68

Chapter 66

2009-01-13T21:45:00.005-06:00

The van honked its horn at 10 a.m. sharp to transport everyone to their various activities of the day. The two older boys would enjoy a day of snorkeling under the guidance of the skilled instructor. Jake and Romeo were spending the day at the children's camp and the girls were once again looking forward to a day lounging at the resort pool. Jon had asked Katie over breakfast if she would be up for a ride on the beach which she had enthusiastically agreed to. Once everyone was dropped off and settled, the driver took Katie and Jon to the resort stable. The stable, white washed, with double barn doors, stood back from the road, bordered by a field to the left and paddocks to the right. They were greeted by an Asian man dressed in riding pants and boots.

"Greetings, Mr. Jovi." He said, shaking Jon's hand, then Katie's. "I have your horses right in the barn ready to go, all that is needed is to saddle them up."

"Thanks, man." Jon replied, then turned to Katie, "I think they mainly ride English here, are you ok with that? Or we can go without."

"We can go bareback?" Katie asked, mildly shocked. She used to love riding bareback as a child. Once in a great while she would take Honey out with just her lead, but it was rarely heard of at a stable that hired out horses.

Jon nodded, "Yep, people take them out that way on the beach all the time. All of the horses are impeccably trained."

"Well, lets go greet our new friends and see what they think." She said as they headed towards the barn where they spotted a dapple gray and a white horse waiting for them.

The guide offered the reins of the white horse to Katie, "This is Bella. She is a lady in all respects. Just spirited enough, but responds to a light hand. Mr. Jovi said you were very comfortable around horses, Ms. McKenzie."

Katie took the reins from him and ran her hand over Bella's nose, speaking softly to her. "Hi there, beautiful. You are a gorgeous girl." The mare turned her nose towards Katie and nuzzled her shoulder with a low nicker. She turned to Jon, "She is lovely. I think she and I will get along just fine."

Jon was offered the reins of the dapple gray, "This is Shadow. He is a very calm older gentleman. He will put out for you, but may need a bit of coaxing." The guide informed him. "You should have no problems with him, Mr. Jovi."

Jon chuckled, "Good thing because I am not half the horse person that Katie is." Katie smiled at his modesty. She had seen him ride and he held his own very well.

The guide followed with the gray behind Katie and Bella. Katie had brought a small nap sack with some carrots in it that she offered to Shadow and Bella while the guide briefed Jon on the terrain and beach.

Jon walked over to Katie, "Ready to mount?" Katie nodded as she pulled herself up on Bella's smooth back, then brought her leg over. Once up Katie gave her a good amount of lead. She nudged Bella on with a gentle touch of her heels. Belle responded flawlessly, not pulling on the lead, but willingly going on her way. Jon followed suit mounting Shadow. It took him a couple of attempts before he seated himself firmly on Shadow's back. Katie chuckled as she took off at a quick clip. She could see Jon functioned a bit better on a horse when he had a saddle. Now she knew why the guide had given him the elderly gelding. Jon kicked Shadow in the sides a few times before the horse would lift his head out of the grass he was munching on, finally convincing him to follow Bella and Katie. They followed a path that led past the grassy field down towards the beach. Smelling the sea air Bella pulled a bit on the reins. Katie gave her the lead and speed off toward the surf. Katie looked back at Jon who had finally managed a rather slow canter on Shadow. Good thing, she thought, as she noticed he was preoccupied with staying seated on Shadow's back. She slowed Bella to a stop at the water's edge to wait for him. Bella played, sticking her nose in the water and snorting, then did a little dance turning around towards Shadow.

Katie called to Jon, "You doing ok there, cowboy?"

He rode up to her side, finally, "Yeah. I'm fine. Sure." He said, as Shadow displayed a bit more energy as his hoofs hit the water. Bella nuzzled Shadow, who neighed in return. Katie nodded to him with a smile, turned Bella around and took off at a fast gallop following the water's edge. Shadow, not willing to be left behind this time, took off after Belle before Jon got a good hold on the reins. They raced along the shore, Katie's hair blowing behind her in the breeze. Jon finally managed to get his hands firmly around the reins and let himself look forward. The sight of Katie racing along the water on Bella took his breath away. She was meant to be on a horse, he thought, watching her body move in unison with the horse as they sped away from Jon. He tapped Shadow firmly with his heels to get the old gelding to move faster. Shadow didn't need much encouragement as he mustered the energy to catch his friend. They galloped along the ocean, the stable disappearing in the distance. After a while Katie pulled Bella back to a trot along side Jon. Shadow seemed a bit relieved to be slowing the pace, and he promptly stopped. Taking that as a sign they should take a rest, Katie slowed Bella to a stop, dismounted and led her back to Jon. Jon slid down, and they led the horses to the scrub trees by the dunes. Securing the horses, Katie offered them both a carrot, then joined Jon as he plopped down into the fine sand. She kicked off her athletic shoes then dug her toes into the sand as she let out a sigh. What a perfect day it was, she thought. Being in this beautiful place with him. Jon noticed the little smile form on her lips.

"Whatcha' smiling about, baby?" Jon asked as he ran his hand up her leg and played with the hem on her shorts.

"Just thinking what a perfect day this is, and enjoying the company." She answered. He put his arm around her pulling her close. They sat on the dunes watching the waves, sharing the beach with no one. After awhile Katie reached for the nap sack. She had put together a small lunch of sandwiches and fruit while Jon had gotten the boys ready that morning. She unwrapped one and handed it to Jon, then got one for herself. They finished their lunch and untethered the horses. Then took an easy ride down the beach, returning to the stable a couple hours later. After brushing the horses down and giving them a much deserved drink, Katie offered the remaining carrots to them. With a final pat they bid the horses farewell and met their driver at the front of the stable. They collected Jake and Romeo first, then met Brandon and Jesse at the clubhouse entrance. Katie had called Sophia on her cell, and Sophia had begged to stay a couple more hours, saying they would call the driver and be home before dinner, when they were on duty to watch the younger boys.

Back at the house Jon made Romeo and Jake take a quick shower and got them ready for bed. The girls had returned while Katie was in the shower. She knew Jon was taking her out to dinner, but she knew nothing beyond that. Her skin had a taken on a warm glow from the last two days in the tropical sun. She picked out a simple white sun dress, that was edged in navy blue trim. She dried her hair, letting it fall freely over her shoulders. After putting on a touch of mascara and a bit of tinted lip gloss, she checked her reflection in the full length mirror. Pleased with the results she slipped on a pair of strappy backless sandals and went downstairs. The girls were sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a story to the boys.

Sophia turned around when she heard Katie come down the stairs. "Wow, mom. You look awesome!"

"Thanks, sweetie. Where did Jon go." She asked as she joined them on the sofa.

Steph volunteered, "He went to take a shower." Katie sat with them through another story, then went out to the lanai while she waited for him. Jon came downstairs dressed in faded jeans, a gauzy blue shirt and flip flops, his hair still damp from his shower. Sophia whispered that Katie was on the lanai. After giving the boys each a quick kiss on the head, he followed her tip and headed outside. He had informed the girls of where they would be, but asked that they call his cell if they needed anything. He spotted her standing near the railing at the edge of the lanai.

"Hey, beautiful." He said, his voice low. Katie turned around when she heard the sound of his voice. He let out a low whistle when she turned around. "My God. Kat, you look amazing."

She blushed at his reaction, "You look damn good yourself, cowboy." The blue shirt clung to his torso, showing off the outline of his chest and chiseled arms. He had unbuttoned the shirt part way down, showing off a pewter cross on a rawhide string nestled in silver chest hairs. He held out his hand to her, and led her down the path.

"I thought we were going to dinner." She said, clearly confused.

"We are." He said, smiling as he continued on his way. She followed him, wondering what he had planned. They rounded the last bend in the path and were greeted by tiki torches, a table set for dinner complete with candlelight, and a bottle of wine chilling in an ice bucket. A waiter stood next to the table ready to seat them.

Katie's mouth dropped open at the sight, then she turned to Jon. "Jon! This is amazing. I have never had dinner on the beach before."

He helped her get seated as he said, "Baby, you will experience a lot of firsts with me." He sat across the table from her as the waiter greeted them, and offered the wine for Jon to taste. He nodded his approval as he swished the sweet liquid around in his mouth. The waiter then served their dinner from covered trays. When everything was put on the table the waiter bowed and said, "I bid you farewell to enjoy your evening, sir." Jon thanked him and returned his attention to Katie. The waiter left them alone as he walked up the path to the house.

Katie thought of something, "So how does one go about arranging this? And what do we do after dinner?"

Jon laughed out loud, "Sweet Kat, I just picked up the phone and they arranged everything. They will take care of it later, or in the morning. No worries."

Feeling silly Katie took a sip of her wine. Oy, she thought, this lifestyle is a whole new adventure. She felt like the small town southern girl had felt when she first stepped foot in Boston that weekend she looked at colleges over 20 years ago. Out of her element at times. Most of the time she felt totally at ease with Jon, and his life. But every once in a while she got a glimpse into just what his life could be like. It was a new experience, that was for sure.

Jon reached across the table and held her hand, "We don't have to worry about anything tonight. Just relax and enjoy." Downing another large sip of wine, she resolved to do just that.

As they were finishing up their dinner, Jon turned on a small radio that sat on the edge of the table. Soft music floated up mingling with the sound of the waves. He stood up offering her his hand, pulling her into his arms. He swayed slowly to the music, holding her body tightly against his. She laid her head on his chest, feeling his heart beat against her cheek as they danced. Katie couldn't imagine anything more perfect than being there with him. It was stuff that her fantasies used to be made of. And here she was. With him. This was her life. She looked up at him, her eyes damp with emotion. He saw the raw emotion in her eyes, and leaned down to kiss her, her lips yielding to his touch. After a moment he pulled away, walking over one of the lounge chairs where a blanket lay. He spread it on the sand, then blew out the candles on the table. He then led her over to the blanket, sitting down and pulling her back against his chest, each of them facing the ocean. They sat that way for a few moments before Jon moved her hair gently to the side and kissed the back of her neck. A shiver went through her body as she felt his lips tickle her neck, moving slowly to her shoulder, down her arm. He turned her around to face him, taking her face in his hands. He kissed her deeply, running his hands down her shoulders to her lightly tanned arms. Katie let out a moan as he pressed his body against hers, his teeth playfully biting her lower lip. She bit him back, a sultry chuckle escaping her lips. Jon smiled at her as he slipped the strap of her dress down her shoulder, then kissed it, his tongue tasting her silky skin. Katie hung her head back as she felt the breeze against her breasts when he pushed her dress down further, his tongue tracing a trail to her nipple. Feeling drunk from his touch she fumbled with his shirt, trying to find the remained buttons.

Jon sat up helping her in her quest. He held her gaze as he peeled the thin material from his torso. Her breath stopped as she took in the sight of him. Dang, she thought to herself, would she ever stop being rendered totally stupid by him? This response was nothing new to her, yet it never ceased to exist. He lay back on the blanket pulling her down with him. She felt the cool metal of his cross press against her breast as he kissed her, rolling so he was leaning over her. He undid the buttons down the front of her dress and slipped it over her hips, letting out a sharp intake of breath when he realized she had nothing on underneath.

His shocked gaze met hers as she laughed, "Two can play that game, you know."

He chuckled, "I ain't playin', baby." Then proceeded to tickle a trail with his tongue down her stomach to her pubic bone causing her to arch her body upwards. Not able to resist the feeling of her naked body pressing against his chest, he stood up and removed his jeans, giving her his own commando show. He was already fully erect when he joined her back down on the blanket. Katie reached for him, lightly running her fingers over the length of his cock. He caressed her leg with his fingers to the back of her knee then ran them up the inside of her thigh finding her thighs already moist with her need for him. He knew once he started to make love to her he wouldn't be able to stop, it had been too long. So he took his time teasing her first with his fingers, then with his tongue. She gasped and moaned, pushing her body toward him, wanting him to completely fill her. Jon finally sat up looking down at her, her breasts full, nipples erect, her eyes full of wanting. His cock throbbed, reminding him of his own desires.

"Oh Jon, please. I need to feel you. Inside. Now." She pleaded, her voice lusty.

"Oh, fuck it." he cursed under his breath as he parted her legs further. He moved up and buried his cock deep inside of her, feeling her heat wrap around him, pulling him in deeper. He lay his head on her shoulder, breathing hotly on her neck as he drove into her body. Lost in his own arousal he didn't realize she was on the edge until he felt her hands dig into his shoulders and her scream muffled in his neck. He couldn't stop himself and explode inside of her, filling her with his hot cum. They rode their climax together, the waves pounding against the shore drowning out their moans. The tremors finally silenced and they hung on to each other for dear life, both spent and dripping in sweat.

Chapter 65

2009-01-12T15:35:00.003-06:00

After Katie and Jon returned from their walk, the kids begged to go swimming. The girls expressed interest in going to the clubhouse pool, so Jon called for the driver to take them.

"Jon, is it a good place for two 15 year old girls to go alone?" Katie expressed a bit of concern.

He assured her, "Its fine, Kat. Very safe. Besides, Steph has been there before, she knows her way around."

"Please, mom." Sophia begged. She didn't want to be stuck on the beach with no one but them all week. "We will be careful. Promise! I have my cell phone. I can call if we have any issues."

Katie finally gave in, "Alright. Just be careful, ok? And call if you need anything!"

Just then the car drove up to the front of the house. Sophia planted a quick kiss on Katie's cheek, "Thanks, mom!" and they were out the door.

Jon squeezed her shoulder, "They will be fine. Really. Steph has been to the pool many times when we have come here. Only people renting at the resort go there and it is all very secluded from the public. I wouldn't come here if it wasn't." He tried to convince her.

She smiled, "Your right. I know that. I just worry." She admitted. "Oh, I didn't give Sophia any money!" She exclaimed.

Jon laughed, "Its ok, Kat. Steph will just put it under my bill. Relax."

Katie threw her hands up in the air, "Ah, well you think of everything, don't you?" She said, feeling a bit foolish. She wasn't used to this all inclusive lifestyle he lead at times.

Jon put his hands on her shoulders and spun her around to face him. "Baby, relax and enjoy. You promised you would let me take care of everything for this trip. You need not ask for anything."

She couldn't help but smile, those blue eyes made her melt every time she looked into them. "Yes. I did. Ok. I will relax and enjoy. It just takes a bit of getting used to, though. I can't help it."

He smiled at her, then kissed her lightly on the lips, "Good. Now lets get these monkeys down to the beach, shall we?"

The girls chatted excitedly on the way to the clubhouse. Sophia noticed Steph seemed much happier today, more talkative. She realized she had never seen her that happy.

"Steph, I am sorry if I came across a bit harsh last night. I just think both our parents are really nice people and I hope that everyone can be happy. That is all." She said, watching Steph's reaction.

Steph was quiet for a moment, but then said, "You shouldn't be sorry. I am almost 16 years old. I shouldn't be acting like a spoiled brat. In many ways you were right. I thought about it a lot last night. It does still hurt. But your right, I can't change it. Not saying I am thrilled. But I will try to be more accepting and even nicer to your mom." She offered. She looked down at her lap, then up at Sophia, "So lets forget about it and have some fun. What do you say? The clubhouse is awesome. The pool is huge and there are always some cute lifeguards there."

Sophia smiled and gave Steph a quick hug, "Sounds good to me!" And as is usually the case with kids, anything negative was forgotten as they looked forward to a new adventure.

Jon, Katie and the boys spent the afternoon on the beach. Brandon and Jesse begged to go snorkeling the next day. Jon looked through the schedule of events for the kids and decided to put Jake and Romeo in a day camp the next day as well. He figured Sophia and Steph would want to hang out at the clubhouse again. Maybe he could steal Katie away for a few hours in the afternoon. Then tomorrow evening, he had plans to make. He excused himself for a while, then went back up to the house to make a few calls. Just as he finished up the girls showed up at the front door, both a bit pink from the tropical sun.

"Hey, ladies. How was the pool." Jon asked.

Steph took off her sunglasses, and popped a bubble with her gum before saying, "Awesome, as always. We met some friends. Can we go back tomorrow, dad, please?" She begged.

Jon laughed, sure that it was more fun for them to hang out with kids their age. "Sure. But don't forget the sunscreen next time. Your looking a bit crispy, my dear." He said, kissing her on her messy bun. "You had fun, Sophia?"

Sophia nodded, her ponytail swinging, "It was totally sick!" Jon laughed at the teenage lingo, knowing that meant it was really awesome.

The girls found cold drinks and went out to lounge by the house pool. Jon went back to the beach and helped the boys pack up their sand toys and boogie boards. The maid service had been in to clean, and dinner had been brought up while Jon was making calls. After dinner Sophia went up to take a shower. Jon figured he would take a little time with Stephanie while Katie played Hungry Hungry Hippo with the younger boys. Katie waved him on his way when he asked if she minded. He had noticed Steph's mood seemed much lighter today. She even smiled and laughed along with everyone else. Maybe things were turning around, he thought, as he went in search of her. He found her sitting out on the lanai reading a book.

He sat down next to her, "Hey, sweetie. Mind if I join you for a bit?" He inquired.

She looked up from her book and smiled, "Nope." She put her book down and turned toward him.

"Are you having a good time?" He asked.

She nodded, "At least I have someone else to talk to besides the monsters." Jon laughed. For many years it was a complaint of Steph's that it was no fair there were only boys in the house besides her mom. And since the divorce she often felt even more isolated on weekends with her dad and all the brothers. It had gotten to the point where some weekends she stayed home with her mom to hang out with her friends instead of seeing her dad.

"I am glad. You two seem to be getting along pretty well." He had noticed they seemed like fast friends.

"Sophia is nice, dad. I really like her." She said, looking toward the water.

"How are you doing, you know, with everything?" He asked, unsure he wanted to hear the answer.

She looked at her dad, keeping her promise to herself that she would try, "I am getting there. I am trying."

He could tell she meant it. He had felt something in her mood shift the last couple of days. He knew she had not been happy about the trip at first. If she was trying, that was all he could ask. He nodded, then said, "I really appreciate that, Steph. That is all I want. That you try. Wanna take a walk down to the beach?"

She nodded. Jon went in to tell Katie where they were going. Katie just smiled and nodded, happy that he seemed relaxed. She knew Stephanie weighed on his mind heavily. As Jon and Steph walked down the path, he heard victorious yells as they played the game. He smiled to himself, feeling all was right with the world. Everyone he loved the most was in one place, and happy to be there. What more could he ask for? They walked and then sat, talking for a good two hours. It was the first time since the divorce that they had spent that much time together really talking about life, friends, everything. Jon felt like he saw a new side of Steph. A glimpse of what she would be like as a young woman. Steph felt a lot of her anger melt away as they talked. So much anger had built up for her over the past year and a half. But once she opened herself up to the possibility that life could be good again, and opened up to her dad, everything seemed to fall into place just a little bit more for her.

By the time they got back to the house, darkness was well on it's way. They found the house quiet except for Katie sitting in a lounge chair on the lanai with a book and Sophia watching TV in the living room. Katie looked up and smiled when she heard them.

"Hey there, I was wondering what happened to you two." She said, laying her book down.

"We walked. We talked. I am sorry we were gone so long." Jon apologized. "Where are the monkeys?"

"Jesse and Romeo just crashed about half an hour ago. I tucked them in and they were out. I think the ocean air got to them." Katie said, "Brandon and Jesse are playing video games again in their room. And we are here just hanging out."

Steph went inside to watch TV with Sophia. "So you had a good talk?" Katie asked, curiously.

"Yeah, we really did." Jon said, sitting down next to her. "I think she is going to be ok. She said she really like Sophia and thinks you are really nice, too. I think things are turning around." He said, clearly relieved.

"That is wonderful to hear, Jon. I know how concerned you were about her." Katie was relieved as well.

Jon nodded, "Hey, thanks for putting the boys down. You didn't have to do that. I didn't mean to take so long."

"It was no problem. They seemed fine with it, didn't ask for you once. They really are very sweet boys."

"I'm not surprised they didn't ask for me, they adore you." He said, laughing. He got quiet for a minute before volunteering, "You just fit, Kat. Your the missing piece in my puzzle of a life." He said, his voice serious.

Her heart skipped a beat, her voice lost for a moment. He reached out taking her hand in his, searching her eyes. "I hope I fit in yours."

She looked into the blue depths, feeling like she couldn't pull away from his gaze. "More than you know, cowboy. More than you know." Not able to find any more words, she let him pull her into his lap, snuggling against his warm chest. After a while they went inside, finding that the girls had already turned in for the night. Jon gave Katie a goodnight kiss in front of her room, knowing they would have more time tomorrow.

"Night, sweet Kat." He whispered, kissing her neck, then pulled away, disappearing into his room. Katie touched her neck lightly with her fingertips where his lips had been.

"Night, cowboy..." She whispered into the empty air.

Chapter 66

Chapter 64

2009-01-12T11:21:00.006-06:00

The sun slipped down past the ocean's edge, leaving the sky a hazy shade of purple that gradually faded to black. Having napped on the plane, the kids were all still occupied exploring the house and playing. Jon left Katie on the lanai returning a few moments later with a platter of fruit and refreshed their wine. Eventually Romeo and Jake wandered out looking for a snack. After a quick snack, it was obvious the two youngest were starting to fade fast. Romeo had crawled up into Katie's lap as he munched on a handful of grapes. Jon loved seeing the boys welcome her into their lives so easily. Watching a big yawn escape Romeo, Jon figured it was time for them to turn in.

"Ok, troops, time for bed. Tomorrow will be here soon enough." Jon stood up with Katie following suit, Romeo only slightly whining at the prospect of bed. Jon picked up Romeo and Jake followed as they all proceeded up the wide staircase. Katie left Jon to get the two little ones settled and went to check on Sophia and Brandon. Sophia was on the second floor next to Stephanie's room. She was arranged in her bed with the laptop, chatting away with friends, ear buds in as she listened to music. Katie waved at her and mouthed "Night!" Sophia blew her a kiss and was back to her teenage business. Katie made her way to the end of the hall where she heard muffled yells and cheers. She opened the door to the bedroom and spotted Brandon and Jesse still engrossed in their video games. She waved and said, "Night, boys. See you in the morning." They both pipped, "G'night!" She then went back up to the third floor just as Jon came out of the boys bedroom. He held the door open for her to take a peek. She spotted both boys already out cold. Slowly closing the door, Jon took Katie's hand and led her back down the stairs to the lanai.

They sank into the comfortable chairs once again, "Whew. And quiet reined over the land." Jon sighed.

Katie chuckled as a yawn escaped her own lips. "Yes, only problem is I am too tired to really enjoy it." She admitted.

Jon motioned for her to sit on the end of his lounge chair. Once she settled on the end he straddled the chair and moved closer, laying her hair over her shoulder. He rubbed her shoulders and neck, "It has been a long day." he said as Katie let out a contented sigh."Mmmm......that feels so good."

He massaged the travel tension away, finishing up with a kiss on her neck. "Mmm, thanks, cowboy. That was heavenly." She said, a sleepy smile on her lips.

He leaned back pull her back against his chest. They listened to the waves for a bit until Katie couldn't keep her eyes open any longer.

"Jon, I'm spent. I think I better turn in." she said, finishing with another yawn. Jon nodded, following her inside, closing the sliding doors behind him. He made the rounds closing up as Katie waited at the stairs. At the top of the stairs, Jon thought how he would love nothing more than to take her in his arms and drift off to sleep. But they would be woken early by at least one, if not two, small people. So resigning himself to sleeping alone he kissed her on the lips by the door of the master suite.

"Nite, sweet Kat. We will find some time this week, I promise. One way or another." She laid her head on his chest with a gentle nod.

"No worries, cowboy. Lets get a good night sleep and worry about tomorrow...well, tomorrow." She said, giving him one last kiss on the lips and retired to the bedroom.

Jon watched her as she went into the bedroom, then went to his own room right next door. Katie took the time to find her pajamas and do a quick brushing of teeth, then slipped into the cool sheets. She was asleep before her head hit pillow. Jon, on the other hand, though tired as well, couldn't turn his mind off. He had so many thoughts popping up in his head. He stripped off his t-shirt and kicked off his sneakers. Bare chested and in blue jeans he opened the doors to the balcony just off the bedroom and sat on a wrought iron chair listening to the waves. He breathed in the warm, ocean air. He smiled to himself as he thought about how perfect it felt to be here with her and all the kids. They would see how the rest of the week went, but besides Steph, everyone seemed ready to have a great time. He ran his fingers through his hair as he thought about Stephanie. She was stubborn and independent, just like her mother. She was a tough nut to crack sometimes, he knew. He promised himself he would find some time to take a walk alone with her this week. Eventually he went back into the bedroom and slid out of the snug jeans. He found a pair of boxers in his suitcase and put them on before slipping into the welcoming bed. He lay staring at the ceiling, his hands behind his head, his mind refusing to settle.

The next morning Jon was awoken by two small boys jumping on the side of his bed. He had finally fallen asleep somewhere around 2 a.m. He took a quick peek at the clock, 7:45 a.m. Impressed that they had left him alone that long. He grabbed them both in a fit of giggles and pulled them down on the bed.

After a few minutes of rough housing on the bed, he finally said, "Alright boys, I am starving and will turn into a bear if we don't get some food. Lets see what we have to eat and you can check out the cartoon line up. What do you say?"

They answered with enthusiasm, tumbling down the two flights of stairs to the large kitchen. Jake spotted some cereal on the shelf in the pantry, and asked Jon, "Dad, can we have these? Can you get me a bowl?" Too tired to argue that they should eat something more nutritious, Jon reached for two bowls, and got the boys settled in front of the TV.

He rummaged through the pantry finding coffee. Once he had the coffee maker going he escaped back up to the third floor. The door to the master suite was open a crack. Quietly, Jon opened the door and tiptoed in. Katie was still sound asleep, buried under the covers. He slowly opened the doors to the balcony, letting in the warm morning air. He took one more look at Katie and went back downstairs to find something more than cereal to eat. After a few minutes of perusing the fridge and pantry, Jon found all the ingredients for a real breakfast.

Katie woke up slowly as she felt a gentle breeze on her cheek. She opened her eyes, seeing the ocean through the open balcony doors. She sat up and smiled, enjoying the view. She let herself listen to the birds and the waves in the distance before getting out of bed. Eventually she swung her legs over the edge, then quickly washed up and brushed her teeth. As she entered the hallway the smell of breakfast cooking welcomed her. She was greeted by the sight of Jon shirtless and in boxers flipping pancakes over the stove. The younger boys were in the great room watching TV happily munching on cereal. Before letting Jon know she was there, she watched him for a brief second, thinking how sexy he looked. She then padded quietly into the kitchen and kissed him lightly on his bare back. He jump a bit and turned around, spatula in hand.

"Well, good morning, beautiful." He said, a big smile formed on his lips. "Have a seat and I shall be at your service."

"Morning yourself, gorgeous." She said, her voice low and sultry. "Looks yummy" her eyes not leaving his bare chest.

Jon laughed, "I get the feeling you aren't talking about breakfast." Lord, she could make his thoughts turn dirty in an instant just by the way she looked at him, he thought.

"Well, no. I wasn't talking about breakfast. But I think I will have to settle for breakfast." She teased as she sat down at the marble island.

Jon shook the spatula at her, then set it down to pour her a cup of aromatic coffee. Katie thanked him with a kiss as he set it down in front of her.

She watched him as he got back to business cooking the pancakes and sausage. He occasionally turned around to catch her unabashed gaze on him. He took his own pleasure in admiring her camisole and short pajama set, her tangled hair and cheeks flushed from sleep. He let out a sigh as he turned back to the pancakes. As great of an idea as this week was, he realized it was also going to be torturous in some ways. Katie took care of setting the table as breakfast was almost finished. Brandon and Jesse finally floated down on the scent of eggs, sausage and pancakes. Brandon gave Katie a hug, his arms slung over her shoulders. Katie realized he was just as tall as she was. She tousled his hair affectionately and the boys piled their plates, then joined the younger ones in front of the TV. Jon and Katie sat at the long dining table alone, enjoying the yummy food. The girls wouldn't show up for another couple of hours yet, both having hit the endless sleep of the teenage years. After they finished eating, they cleaned up the dishes and the kitchen.

"Why don't you grab a shower, Jon. I will hang with the boys." She offered.

"You don't mind?" He asked, thinking a shower was just what he needed. "Too bad you can't join me." He whispered. She smiled in answer, planted a quick kiss on his lips and went into the living room area, coffee in hand.

After a quick shower, Jon checked out his reflection in the mirror. Deciding not to shave he went into the bedroom to find clothes. He took the time to unpack his suitcase, then found a pair of khaki cargo shorts, flip flops and worn t-shirt. He picked up a Soul baseball cap on his way out the door. He found Katie and the boys where he had left them, Romeo leaning on Katie's leg. He chuckled to himself at how affectionate Romeo was towards Katie. But then he had always been a very sweet child, loving to cuddle. He joined them, sitting on the sofa next to Katie. Sponge Bob blared on the TV and all four boys dissolved into fits of laughter.

Katie looked at Jon and they both shrugged, not understanding the appeal. Katie decided a shower sounded like a very good idea, "I think it is my turn. Be back in a bit?" She said to Jon.

"We'll be here." he said, with a wink and small smirk on his face. Katie ran her fingers around the back of his neck as she walked around the back of the sofa to the stairs. Jon shivered at her touch, wondering how he was going to survive the week without being able to have her all to himself. He vowed to find a way to get some alone time with her.

After Katie was showered and dressed, she joined them back downstairs, finding the girls had finally woken up. They were both sitting at the table, eating pancakes, chatting. Katie greeted Sophia with a kiss on the head, "Morning, girls." Sophia smiled as she chewed. Steph answered with an unexpected chipper, "Good morning!" causing Katie to pause and smile back at her.

She found Jon out on the lanai sitting at a table with his coffee, a newspaper and what looked like magazines. She sat down across from him as he greeted her with a smile, his eyes taking a moment to appreciate the view. She had put on a tank top and flirty floral mini skirt that floated around her shapely legs. "Mmmm, beautiful." He said, before taking a sip of coffee. He noticed pretty red toes peaking out from her sandals. He also noticed a bit of stirring somewhere else, having to shift a bit in his chair. He silently told himself, "Down, boy. Not happening at the moment." Katie noticed his expression, looking a bit uncomfortable.

"You ok?" She inquired.

"Uh, yeah. Just great." He said as he shifted and tried to distract himself with the paper. He handed one of the magazines to her, which ended up being a brochure outlining the offerings of the resort. "Take a look through this and tell me if there is anything you want to do this week. There are tons of activities for the kids and adults. Snorkeling, sailing, anything you want." He offered, relieved things seemed to be settling down. He made a mental note to not go commando this week, not with all the kids around.

Katie looked through the brochure finding just what Jon said, even all day long activities for the younger kids. "Wow, Jon. This is impressive. So this house is part of a resort?"

He nodded, "Yep. There are many houses along this part of the coast and then a main club house, restaurants, a golf course, just about anything you want without having to leave the resort grounds. The place is huge." He said, just as they were joined by the girls.

"Kat, what do you say we take a little walk down to the beach?" Jon asked.

"Sure, will the kids be ok?" she asked, knowing what trouble a 4 and 6 year old could get into. It wasn't that long ago hers were that age.

"I asked Steph to keep her eye on them." Jon informed her as he stood up.

Katie looked at Stephanie, "You sure you don't mind? Sophia can help."

"Nah, I don't mind. I am used to it." Steph said, almost sounding happy.

Katie shrugged her shoulders, "Ok, sure. If the girls don't mind." She said, standing up.

"You have to go, mom! The beach is amazing." Sophia said, pushing them towards the walkway.

"We'll be back in about an hour. I have my phone if you need us." Jon said, then led Katie down the stone path to toward the beach.

They were welcomed with crystal clear azure water as the beach opened up before them. Holding hands they made their way to the water's edge. It had been years since Katie had been to Hawaii, and she had never been to Maui. She took in the beauty of the beach and ocean. Other vacation homes were scattered down the coastline, each separated by long expanses of beach. Katie kicked off her sandals, Jon followed suit. They walked along the edge of the water, the warm waves tickling their feet as they walked. Jon was quiet as they were walking, he was trying to figure out a time when he could be alone with Katie just for a few hours. He didn't want to shove the kids off, since that wasn't the point of the vacation. But he realized when he saw her, how much he has missed her and craved feeling her skin against his. An idea finally came to him. He would ask the girls to babysit one night while he took Katie out to dinner. Normally he would have brought a nanny or hired a sitting service from the resort. But he really wanted this week to be about them all together, and thought a nanny would have made things more difficult, awkward. But he figured one night would be acceptable. He would think on the dinner idea more. Maybe a private dinner on their beach. He smiled, the plan sounding better and better. After all, it was very private down there, not even visible from the house. He would work out the details for tomorrow night, he decided. They continued to walk for a ways. Katie could see Jon was deep in thought, even though he had a smile on his face.

"What mischief are you brewing up there, cowboy?" She said, tapping his head with her index finger.

He answered her with a huge grin, then took off running down the beach. She had tossed her sandals on a chair before they had started on their walk, so took off after him at a fast clip. She finally caught up with him, passing him easily as she put on a burst of speed, thinking it was a good thing she had a suit on under her skirt as the wind caught it blowing it around her legs as she ran. Jon effortlessly picked up the pace, closing the gap between then in mere seconds. He grabbed her waist and swung her around over the ocean's edge.

"Don't think you can get away that easily, baby." He said, depositing her in the sand and plopped down beside her.

Katie collapsed in a fit of giggles, laying back in the sand, the waves just hitting their toes. Jon looked down at her with a smile, her face flushed with laughter, her hair spread out around her in the sand. He couldn't resist her any longer. He knew he couldn't do everything he wanted to right now, but he sure could have a taste. Knowing the beach was totally private and secluded, he leaned over covering her mouth with his, her giggles stifled. She returned his kiss, pressing her body into his. He ran his hand over her knee, up her thigh, slowly caressing it. The sun warmed their skin as it slowly climbed up into the sky. Jon kissed her deeply, his lips moving to her cheek, down to her neck, to the edge of her collarbone. Katie gasped at the cool wet trail his tongue left on her flushed skin. She ran her hands up under his t-shirt, over his defined abs and muscular chest. The hot sun and warm waves only added to the heat that rose within each of them. Katie could not think straight as she felt Jon's obvious arousal against her thigh. She finally managed to get her wits about her as she felt him pressing himself against her with more urgency.

"Jon, I think we should take a breather." She whispered as she put her hands on his chest. He came up from kissing her neck, his breath heavy.

"God, baby. I'm sorry. I forgot where we were. You make me drunk." he said, leaning away from her.

"Oh, please. Don't apologize. I want the exact same thing you do, I just don't think its the best time. As you can tell, you do the same thing to me." She admitted, still flushed from the run and the heat from his body pressed against hers. She looked at him, her eyes filled with lust.

"You're right, baby. Totally right. When it comes to you I don't always think with my head." He laughed. He stood up, brushed off his shorts and offered her his hand.

Katie erupted into laughter again as she noticed, "Well, you were using your head, just not the right one." She said, noticing his erection fully visible through the cargo shorts.

Jon looked down, "Geez, Kat. I'm sorry!" he growled, his face red with embarrassment. He then tore his shirt off over his head, tossed it and went running into the surf. Katie followed suit by stepping out of her skirt and pulling her tank top over her head, revealing the black bikini he had not seen since last summer in Maine. She took off into the waves after him. They frolicked in the waves, diving and swimming for a while. At least under the waves Jon didn't have to worry about the effect the black bikini was having on him. Jon looked at his sports watch, realizing the time.

"We better get back in a bit." He said, making his way towards the shore. Katie followed, thankful the water here was warmer than Maine. It didn't matter if one didn't have a towel, the air was so warm. Jon watched her walk back up to the beach as he used his t-shirt to dry off with. He found himself unable to stop staring at her in that damn black bikini, her long hair wet and dripping down her chest and stomach. God, what was he going to do? What was he thinking arranging a beach vacation with all the kids, he thought. Damn, this was going to be hard. Wait, it already was, he laughed to himself. To break the effect she was once again having on him, he took off down the beach again, this time running back toward the house. Katie picked up her things, and sprinted off after him. He kept the pace slow on purpose. She, however, decided she was going to make him work, so again passed him, sticking her tongue out at him as she went by. He wasn't going to let her get away with that, so increased his speed. Katie had picked up so much speed he had to really race to catch her. Back at the house, she stopped, dropping into one of the lounge chairs, her breath heavy as she smiled at him. He sat on the chair next to her, taking his time to catch his breath. He closed his eyes for a bit, trying to calm down the reaction of seeing her run in front of him in that evil bathing suit she was wearing. Finally composing himself he stood up, winked at her and made his way up the path towards the house. Her body was dry by then so she slipped quickly into her tank and skirt, then followed him up.

Chapter 65

Chapter 63

2009-01-09T12:59:00.004-06:00

The driver silenced the motor, then exited to open the van door. The kids piled out and raced toward the front door of the estate. Jon exited first, then offered his hand to Katie. No one greeted them at the front door since Jon had requested no full time staff be present during their stay. Cleaning staff and an evening meal service would be offered daily. But Jon thought it best that they have the run of the place considering this was their first time vacationing all together. When he had been married to Dot they had employed a full time housekeeper, nanny and cook on occasion. But since living on his own in the penthouse, he didn't feel the need of daily staff. He had a cleaning service for the penthouse, but found anything more too self serving, especially since he traveled so much.

Katie stepped on to the cobbled drive and followed Jon up the front steps to the porch that ran the full length of the house. She noticed the hefty carved teak front door, smoothly polished slate tiles on the floor, and an abundance of light spilling through various skylights located in the main foyer. Jon let her take it all in, enjoying her exploration as he watched her.

"Jon, this is incredible. What a beautiful place. Have you stayed here before?" She asked as she spun around.

"Not this particular estate, no. But I have stayed at others located within the resort. I think we will be really comfortable here. There is room enough for everyone." He said as he led her into the main great room area.

The house was an open concept, with the center part off the foyer opening up to skylights three stories up. Around the open area there was a great room, gourmet kitchen, dining area and a wall of sliding glass doors leading to the back lanai overlooking a large expanse of grounds that gently sloped down to the ocean. The second and third floor contained the bedroom suites, eight in total. The kids were already up the stairs picking out their bedrooms. There was a main staircase leading up to the second and then third floor. Jon followed Katie to the lanai where the main pool, kiddie pool and hot tub were located. Carved teak chairs and tables were scattered around, and a bar/bbq area ran the length of one side of the lanai ending next to the main pool. There was a stone walkway that wound its way through the grounds down to the private beach. After a brief look around Jon took her hand and led her up the two flights of stairs to the third floor. There were three doors off the main hallway, each leading to bedroom suites. At the end of the hallway were double doors, separate from the main area. Jon opened the doors and led Katie into the master bedroom suite. Not overly large, but very well decorated in earth tones, the suite appeared both private and welcoming. There was a full spa bath attached to the bedroom, and sliding glass doors leading out to a private balcony overlooking the grounds, complete with an amazing ocean view. Not finding words, Katie walked around checking out the room. She had to admit, it wasn't lavish, but it was very well done, understated beach luxury, complete with the perfect accessory, the Pacific Ocean. She went out to the balcony taking a few moments to breath in the ocean air and enjoy the view. Jon came up behind her, putting has arms around her waist. He kissed her softly on the neck.

"So what do you think, baby? Think you can stand it for week?" Jon inquired.

Katie shivered slightly at the feeling of his lips on her skin. "Yeah, cowboy, I think this will do just fine." She said, turning around in his arms. She planted a kiss on his lips and said, "We better check on the kids and make sure no one wandered off yet."

"Good idea. But don't worry too much. The doors all lock and there are fences around all the pools. Not that that will stop the boys from finding some sort of trouble." He laughed.

As they left the master suite, Jon stopped at the door closest to the suite, opening it to a smaller bedroom suite. "You can make yourself at home in the master bedroom and I will take this one." Jon said as he poked his head in for a quick look around the room.

Katie realized he had thought of everything. There really was plenty of space for everyone, including separate rooms for each of them. She had briefly wondered how they would arrange that, knowing they needed to be respectful of the children who would be present.

"That sounds fine, but I really don't mind the smaller room at all. It is far from a hardship." Katie stated as she looked around the room. She spotted a door on the opposite wall and opened it, finding it actually connected this bedroom with the master suite.

Jon laughed, "Nah, this is perfect for me. Besides, as you can see, you can't escape that easily." he said, as she closed the door. "I plan on coming over for a visit, or ten, so be prepared." He said with a Cheshire grin.

Just then a small blur entered the room and attached itself to Jon's leg. Romeo was followed by Jake. "Daddy!!!!!" Romeo screamed as Jesse stopped short in front of Jon, his hands on his hips and a scowl on his face.

Jon pried himself from Romeo's grip as best he could, "What seems to be the issue?" He asked, his voice stern. He knelt down in front of Romeo, who's face was red and teary.

"Dad, he does NOT get the top bunk! Tell him! He is too little." Jake said as Romeo proceeded to wail, "I am NOT a baby, Jake. YOU are a baby."

Jake let out a sigh and shook his head. "Dad....!" he exclaimed.

Jon turned to Jake, "Did you call him a baby?" Jon asked.

Jake's face took on a guilty look. "But Dad, he is too little for the top!" he said, arms crossed this time.

Jon shook his head, "Jakie, you know that sets him off. Yet you insist on doing it constantly. Yes, he is too young for the top, but we can handle this in a much more productive way. Now apologize to your brother and lets sort this out." Jon said, exasperated. Romeo wiped his nose on Jon's pants leg as he glared at Jake. Jake glared back at him, finally saying, "Fine. I'm sorry. Ok?" Then Jesse stuck his tongue out at Romeo, who started wailing again.

"Jake! If you don't stop tormenting your brother and apologize you will end up with no bunk and will be in my room for the whole week." Jon reprimanded loudly.

The threat worked as intended and Jake gave Romeo a hug, then apologized. "Fine. I'm sorry, Romeo. You're not a baby." Jake said, then sulked as Jon led them out of the room to the other bedroom at the end of the hall. The furthest bedroom contained two bunk beds.

Jon picked Romeo up and sat on the bottom bunk. "Ok, buddy. This is the deal. You can't sleep on the top bunk. You have to be 6 to sleep up there. So you have two choices. You can sleep on the bottom bunk. Or you can sleep in my room." Jon offered to Romeo.

After a quick sniff and rubbing his nose on Jon's shoulder, he finally agreed. "Ok, Daddy. I will sleep here with Jakie." He didn't want to appear like any more of a baby by choosing to sleep with daddy.

"Now that is being my big boy." Jon said, planting a quick kiss on Romeo's head as he stood up and planted Romeo on the bottom bunk. He gave him a quick tickle causing Romeo to squeal. "That's more like it. I see the smile." Jon said. Giving Romeo an affectionate pat on the rump, he then left the room.

Katie was waiting in the hallway, a smile on her face as she listened to the exchange between Jon and the boys. She loved the fact that he was just a regular guy, scolding and playing with his kids, just like any other dad.

The driver finished bringing in the bags and delivering them to the proper rooms. Jon and Katie headed downstairs where Jon tipped the driver. "Thanks, man. I appreciate it."

"No problem, sir. Enjoy your stay. Just give a call to the club house when you want any transport." The drive said as he tipped his hat and exited the house.

Jon made his way to the kitchen and opened the gigantic stainless refrigerator. It had been stocked to overflowing with anything they might want. Spotting the beverage drawer at the bottom he grabbed a soda and motioned to Katie, who nodded. He handed her a soda, and they made their way to the lanai where they sat overlooking the ocean. The sun was making its way towards the ocean's edge, turning the far clouds brilliant shades of red and pink. It had been a long day of traveling, but Katie had to admit the view made all of it worthwhile. She silently reminded herself to mention coming back here alone with Jon sometime.

They sat and enjoyed the view until the noise level rose and the kids started spilling out onto the lanai.

"Mom! You are not going to believe my room, it has it's own bathroom! And my own bathtub! And TV! OH, and my computer, the Internet works!" Sophia exclaimed excitedly. She was followed closely by Brandon, "Mom, can Jesse and I share a room, there are games in every room!" Brandon rattled on.

Katie laughed. "Yes, of course, as long as Jesse wants to."

Jesse nodded, and proclaimed, "Yessss!" Then he insisted, "Brandon, lets go play pool. There is a whole game room."

Brandon's eyes got big as he said, "Whoa, cool!! Lets go!" And the boys were off.

Stephanie then came down and sat on the chair next to her dad. "How are the accommodations, sweetie?" he turned and asked.

"Mmmm, their fine." she said, uninterested.

Sophia piped up, "Steph, lets go check out the beach."

Steph shrugged and said, "Yeah, ok." As she stood up and followed Sophia down the meandering path. The path was lit with softly glowing lights along the entire length that were just starting to come on as the sun made its descent.

Jon sighed at Steph's obvious lack of enthusiasm. Katie noticed and said, "Jon, don't worry. She will be fine. It just takes time. She didn't choose this, don't forget." She reminded him.

Jon tilted his head and smiled slightly at her, "I know. You're right." He knew it wasn't Steph's job to make this easy on him. He just had such high hopes for this week. He had a lot on his mind, and this week was going to be pivotal, he had a feeling. One way or another.

Stephanie had taken the lead on the path down to the beach. Sophia watched her posture, her head hanging, shoulders tensed. Sophia knew what was wrong with Steph. She just didn't know how to break her out of it. Sophia remembered how she had felt when her mom and dad had separated, then later divorced. The helplessness, the anger. It ate away at her. But she loved her parents, and in the end had accepted that they were still her parents and loved her, even if they weren't married any longer. Now seeing her parents separately every other week, she could only imagine how Steph felt since her dad traveled so much. There were weeks she didn't see him. But then again, that was how she grew up, Sophia knew. She figured it must be hard when he was around for Steph to feel she had to share him now with someone other than her mother. She understood, but also hoped Steph would break out of it soon because she didn't want to spend the whole week stuck talking to herself. A friend would be nice to hang out with, she thought.

The walkway opened directly on to the beach where the waves lapped gently against the warm white sand. There were more lounge chairs and soft lights illuminating the beach edge. Steph deposited herself into a chair with a deep sigh, slouching into the cushion. Sophia did likewise next to her, determined that she was going to have a talk with Steph. After all, how could she be so miserable in such a fabulous place, Sophia thought.

Letting a few heavy seconds tick by, Sophia finally spoke up. "Steph, can we talk for a bit?"

Stephanie looked over at her and shrugged, "Sure, I don't care."

Sophia leaned forward in the chair and proceeded on. "Ok. Just hear me out, ok?" Steph nodded slowly, her face conveying no emotion.

"Listen. I understand how you feel. And don't tell me I don't. I really do. I've been there. I told you that. I am sorry if this is drawn out, but I have some things to say. I think I can help you a little." Sophia offered, waiting for a reaction.

Steph kept her eyes on Sophia, offering no input. At least she didn't get up and leave, Sophia thought, as she continued. "Ok, I'm gonna to tell you what happened when my mom and dad divorced. I don't think you need to hear what I think YOU should do or feel. But maybe hearing what I went through will help a little. The first thing I felt was anger at them. I was so mad at my dad for having the affair. I was so mad at my mom for letting him, and then for finding out. I thought maybe if she pretended it wasn't happening it wouldn't matter. For some reason it was easier to blame her than him. Well, she wasn't going to listen to me and she made him leave. That just made me even angrier at her. At first my dad didn't come around that much, or talk much when he did. But eventually we could talk more again. I think he didn't know what to say because he knew it was his fault. Men are weird that way." Sophia declared, then went on."My mom tried to talk to me, took me to therapy, all that junk. I just wouldn't listen. I was so mad. One night a few months after my dad moved out, I was suppose to be at soccer practice, but forgot my cleats. My friend's mom drove me back home to pick them up. I don't think mom heard my come in, but I heard her. She was in the living room. She was going through old photo albums. And she was crying. I mean sobbing, tears, gasping, the whole works. I remember watching her for a minute, but not knowing what to do, so I grabbed by cleats and left. She never knew I saw her. But it was that day when I realized that she didn't choose for this to happen. I had never seen her so sad. I realized it had been a long time since I had seen her smile. From that day on I decided all I wanted was my parents to be happy again, so I could be happy again. And if that meant them being apart, so be it. I still don't understand all they were dealing with. The choices my dad felt were ok to make. But I also realized that life happens and we don't always get a say in what way it goes. Especially as kids."

Steph jumped in, "So everything was just all ok after that? Just poof and it was all better?" She asked, her voice tinged in sarcasm.

Sophia shook her head, "No. I won't say it was all ok. I was still mad at my parents in many ways. But I also realized it wasn't going to change. At least from that point I was able to talk to them about things more. Seeing my mom so upset, I realized they were also feeling angry and hurt, maybe even my dad. At that point I actually got mad at my dad. But I did talk to him, even yelled at him. That was the beginning of things getting better because I think we stopped keeping things bottled up. It still took a long time. And I still sometimes envy kids that have one set of parents, don't get me wrong. But it is what it is. I can't change it. I still have my life that I can control. So I don't know, but things just aren't so bad anymore. Matter of fact, they are pretty great most of the time." She admitted to Stephanie, who was looking down at her hands in lap. "Steph, one other thing. Even beyond your parents splitting up, once you get past being upset at what THEY did to YOUR life, you will realize that they deserve to be happy. You will want them to be happy again. Your dad is an awesome guy. I really like him a lot. My mom loves him. And he loves her. I know that still upsets you a lot. But my mom is really a great lady. She isn't trying to ruin your life, nor is your dad. But they do deserve to be happy, too. You can decide to stay mad as long as you want. Or you can decide to accept that life isn't always about us, and start being happy again." Sophia finished.

She sat for a moment more, then stood up and walked down to the water's edge. She turned around after a few minutes and saw Stephanie walking back up the path towards the house. She stayed on the beach for a bit longer, then made her way back, realizing she was starving. Stephanie was nowhere to be seen when she got back. Jon said Steph had turned in for the night. Katie and Jon were still sitting on the lanai, but Sophia decided to grab a bite to eat and check in on the computer. She had to tell all her friends how amazing this place was.

Chapter 64

Chapter 62

2009-01-08T12:48:00.005-06:00

Jon spent Saturday night with Katie, but left early Sunday morning to jet off to the next city for a show that evening. Even before the sun was up he kissed a sleepy Katie on the cheek as she stirred under his touch.

"Baby, I'm heading out. I will call you later. I love you." He whispered, leaving one more lingering kiss on her lips. Then he was out the door.

"Love you...." Katie mumbled, sleepily refusing to open her eyes, and drifted back to sleep.

She spent the day catching up on chores around the house, as the next week was filled with photo shoots for two separate schools. The kids were also back and spring sports were well underway, taking up her afternoons with shuttling one kid to this and the other kid to that. The week flew by. She talked to Jon at some point most days, thanks to cellular technology. If he wasn't busy, she was, out at a shoot or carpooling from one activity to the next. When she was ready to call it a day, Jon was up on stage, seducing thousands of fans with the music. It wasn't until a week and a half later when she saw Jon again, between engagements. He slipped away for a couple of days during a small break, surprising her mid week. Lucky for him the kids were at their dad's that week, so at least they were able to be together in the evening. Jon welcomed the small break from life on the road. Katie, however, had a tough time keeping her eyes open during the day since they had not spent much time sleeping at night. This time he left her with the promise of seeing her in one more week when they all headed off to Hawaii for spring break.

Friday the kids took the bus to Katie's house so they could make an early morning flight to San Francisco where they were meeting Jon and his kids. Then they were all headed to Maui on the Jovi jet. Once they deplaned they were met at their gate by Cristoph, who escorted them to a private room so they could freshen up and relax before the next leg in their journey. Jon and the kids were already there. He greeted Katie with a big hug and kiss on the lips, then passed out hugs to Brandon and Sophia. The kids drifted off as Jon motioned for Katie to take a seat. She sat down with a sigh as Jon sat next to her.

"It's so good to see you, baby." He said, his voice low as he leaned toward her taking her hand in his. She couldn't help but return his infectious smile, even if she was tired from the trip.

"Cowboy, you have no idea how happy I am to see you." She admitted. "But I will admit I'm more than ready to lounge on a beach with a cold drink in my hand." She said, laughing.

Jon nodded, "Well, I can offer you a cold drink, but the beach is a few hours away yet." He said as he got up to pour her a glass of ice water. She thanked him as he handed it to her, then he sat back down. "At least there will be more room on this leg of the trip, and the seats are a lot more comfortable." He said, winking at her.

No doubt, Katie thought as she chugged the water, dried out from the plane air. After a bit, Chrisoph came back from collecting their luggage from baggage claim and whispered in Jon's ear. Jon nodded and stood up. "Ok, is everyone ready to fly?"

The kids answered excitedly that they were all indeed ready to go. Jon offered his hand to Katie and they followed Christoph down a private hallway to a gate that was reserved for private flights. Once on the plane the kids took their time settling in, each changing their mind at least once on what seat they wanted to sit in. Even though it was a private plane, there was a section of 8 seats near the front that could be curtained off.

"Once the kids get settled we can sit up here." Jon said as they entered the plane. Christoph followed them, then took his seat in the cockpit.

Jon raised his voice so he could be heard over the clamor. "Ok, ladies and gentlemen. Please take your seats and fasten your seat belts. We are getting ready to take off." He said as he buckled in Romeo, whose eyes were getting a bit heavy since it was already late afternoon. Jon had decided against bringing his assistant, even thought it was a 6 hour flight. The plane was stocked with plenty of food and beverages for the trip. Each seat had it's own screen and headphones to watch an array of movies or shows. Jon joined Katie in the front section of the plane as Christoph started the engines, slowly backing away from the gate. Katie leaned back into the creamy leather seat, letting out a deep sigh. More comfortable, indeed, she thought, smiling to herself, this was the life.

Jon saw her smile as he took one more look back at the kids. They all seemed settled in as the plane taxied out to the runway. Satisfied that everyone was ok, he relaxed into his seat and reached for her hand. As they left the San Francisco skyline in the background and climbed up into the blue horizon, Katie lifted the arm rest and lay her head on Jon's shoulder, then closed her eyes. Jon had noticed Romeo drift off as the plane had taken off, and figured it wasn't a bad idea, so he closed his eyes as well. Steph and Jesse could show everyone else where the food and drinks were if anyone wanted anything, so he took the chance to relax.

Back in the main part of the plane Brandon and Jesse had settled into playing video games while Jake watched a movie and Romeo napped. Sophia and Stephanie were sitting across from each other chatting. During a lull in the conversation Steph looked out the window at the clouds, her face taking on a melancholy look. Sophia noticed.

She leaned forward and asked "Steph, everything ok?"

Stephanie turned towards her with a sigh and a shrug. She liked Sophia. Actually, liked her a lot. But it didn't change the fact that she was still very unhappy with the whole idea of this trip. She knew better than to act like a spoiled baby, though. So she resorted to a quick nod and picking up a magazine. Sophia could take the hint and fished out a book of her own to read.

They had been in the air about three hours when Katie stirred, waking with a bit of a stiff neck, her head still on Jon's shoulder. She looked up at him, seeing he was still fast asleep. Next she looked back towards the kids. The cabin lights were dim and they were all out. She slowly stood up and made her way to the bathroom. Jon came to and noticed Katie was gone. As he ran his fingers through his disheveled hair, she came back and sat down next to him.

He leaned over to give her a quick kiss on the lips, "Hey, baby. Did you have a good nap?" He said with a sleepy smile.

"I did. And you?" she answered, smiling as she tousled his hair with her own hand. "But I am getting a bit hungry."

He leaned in for another kiss and said, "Ok, ok. Let me see what we have on board to serve my lady." He stretched and stood up, making his way to the front of the plane where there was a refrigerator and microwave located. He found a tray and took out a variety of sandwiches, packages of fruit and water for both of them. He set the tray down on the table in front of their seats. Katie unwrapped a sandwich and settled back to munch contently. After Jon offered her a napkin and opened her bottle of water, he did the same. When they finished, Jon took the tray back to the front and returned with a bottle of wine, an opener and two plastic glasses. He opened the bottle, poured a glass and offered it to Katie. She took it, letting the soft leather claim her once again. They talked quietly about the week, enjoying their wine. Jon set his glass down and leaned back to pull one side of the curtain closed. Once he made sure no little eyes could see them from the back of the plane, he took her glass, set it on the table and leaned towards her, kissing her slowly on the lips. He tasted the sweetness of the wine, exploring the softness of her lips with his tongue. Katie let him take the lead as she leaned towards him, her body relaxing into his. He kissed her slowly, feeling the heat rising in his groin. It seemed like so long since he had held her in his arms. He knew it would be hard for them to find alone time this week. But the knowledge that she and all the kids were there with him, was worth the lack of privacy. He also knew if he didn't stop himself now, he would be in a great deal of pain before long, since there was nothing he could do about his desires at the moment.

Jon pulled away with a smile, "I better be good, baby. But oh, I don't wanna be." He growled in her ear as he nuzzled her neck before sitting back in his seat.

Katie chuckled as he tickled her neck, then patted his hand, "I like it when your naughty, cowboy." She teased.

Just as Jon was thinking of a witty comeback, he head a slight cry from back in the plane. He knew it was Romeo waking up from his nap and not remembering where he was. Jon stood up and went back into the plane, returning with a very sleepy Romeo in his arms. He sat back down across from Katie this time, Romeo in his lap. Romeo laid his head on his daddy's chest and stared off into space as he took his time waking up. Katie looked at them, thinking how handsome and sexy Jon looked sitting there holding his little boy. After awhile Romeo started chattering a bit and asked for some food. Katie offered to get him something and returned with some sandwiches, snacks and juice. Romeo decided he wanted to sit next to Katie instead and munched away happily in the seat next to her, engaging her in 4 year old conversation about the stars and the moon. Jon stood up and mouthed to her, "be right back." Katie nodded as Jon went to the cockpit. He returned in a few minutes.

"We have about another hour and we land in Maui. We should get there just in time for the sunset." Jon reported.

They older kids eventually stirred and ate a dinner of sandwiches, chips and soda or juice. Jon, Katie and Romeo spent the last hour in a rousing game of Go Fish. The sun shined brightly through the airplane window as they descended into Maui, making a smooth landing at the Kahului Airport. Once the plane stopped, they all stood up, stretching their legs. Christoph led them out into a quiet gate where they were greeted by the man that would be their driver for the week. Christoph was taking the week to spend with his family on another island, thanks to Jon's generosity. Their luggage had been transported to a van waiting near a private door to the airport. The driver helped them all get settled in the large van, and drove smoothly away from the airport towards the other side of the island. After about 20 minutes they could see the other side of the island coming into view. The van stopped at a gated drive, proceeding when the gate slowly opened. Katie looked out the window at the view, wondering what the place looked like. The van made its way down a curvy drive, finally coming to a stop in front of a stone curved driveway. Before them stood an enormous house, with the ocean peeking through the palm trees. Katie's mouth dropped open, when she realized just how lavish this place was going to be, and right on the beach to boot. Once she composed herself, she looked over at Jon to find him watching her reaction, a big smile on his face.

She attempted to scold him for being so extravagant on her behalf, "Jon, I told you to not go crazy. I don't feel right about you doing so much."

Jon took his index finger and placed it on her lips. "Sweet Kat, relax. It really isn't as big a deal as you think. And for once, will you just let me do something for you and the kids? Something I really want to do?"

Her defiant look softened as she sighed. She found it damn near impossible to be angry with him when she looked into his twinkling blue eyes, crinkled in the corners, as he smiled at her. She shook her head at him, but didn't say any more. She did, however, look back at the house and grounds, feeling a bit of excitement creep in. She had never spent a week in such a place. She then noticed the excited clamor from Brandon and Sophia. Jesse was telling Brandon about the last time they had been there, and Steph was explaining that the beach was private, they had it all to themselves. Sophia answered, "But then who will get to see my new bikini?"

Katie laugh, "This is going to be some week."

Jon nodded, silently hoping for the best. After all, he knew this week would be very telling on how he proceeded over the next month or so.

Chapter 63

We are getting there....

2008-12-19T05:44:00.002-06:00

Just as the power came back on at our house I received a call that a close family member had passed away. I just flew in last night from the funeral and am getting settled back in at home. We do now have power and internet, but I am dreadfully behind in holiday preparations. I should be able to get another chapter up in a few days. Thanks so much for staying with us!!

Author Update

2008-12-13T18:11:00.004-06:00

Hey folks,

Just wanted to give you a quick update. One half of the brain got caught in the middle of an ice storm this week. She has power, but no internet. It will be a couple more days before its back. We are trying to write in the mean time so hopefully we will get a new chapter up soon.

Chapter 61

2008-12-10T06:05:00.001-06:00

The next day dawned bright and warm, spring taking a firm hold on the land. The ringing of the phone woke Katie. She untangled herself as gently as she could from Jon's arms without waking him and sprinted downstairs.

"Hello." She answered, her free hand fiddling with the coffee maker.

"Katie, it's Marge. I am down at the stable and it looks like the Campbell's mare is due to deliver very soon. She is about a week early, but all looks good " Said, Marge, the stable vet. Another owner of a horse boarding at the same stable as Katie's horses, had asked if she would document the birth of the foal. Wanting to break into equine photography, Katie couldn't pass up the chance. Not many horses gave birth at the stable.

"Wow, what timing. Marge, thanks for the heads up. I was supposed to be out of town, but just so happens I can come. I will see you shortly." Katie answered. After hanging up she quickly changed, jotted a note to Jon and grabbed her camera gear.

Down at the stable she found Marge in with the mare, who was circling the large stall, clearly preoccupied.

"Hey, Katie. Good to see you." Marge greeted her, giving her a quick hug. "I'm just letting her labor. She is doing fine, but it won't be long now."

Katie nodded, watching the soon to be mama pace around in the straw. "She sure looks ready. How exciting! I don't think there has been a new baby here for a few years."

Marge nodded and smiled as the mare let out a few grunts and a low nicker as she decided laying down would be the thing to do, her breathing heavy. Katie took her camera out snapping a few of the mare, who lifted her head to study Katie for a moment.

"Hey, girl. Relax, mama. I am just going to take some baby pictures." Katie said, speaking softly to the mare, who put her head back down in the straw at the sound of Katie's soothing voice.

She heard a familiar whinny from a few stalls down, knowing Spirit had heard her voice. She took a few minutes to greet the horses and came back to find the mare very close to delivery as she strained, a tiny nose and forelegs appearing in the water bag, then slipping back in as the mare's breathing became heavier. Katie quietly entered the large stall where Marge was already standing to the side. Marge smiled, neither of them speaking, but both in awe. Katie had seen a few foals born, but it never ceased to amaze her. She started snapping pictures as the tiny foal began to make more of an appearance, still encased in it's sack, first one shoulder, then the other popping out. The mare let out a low groan as she stood up and the foal slipped out onto the straw with a tiny plop, followed by the afterbirth. Mama turned around to investigate the goings on behind her and nuzzled the foal. Marge tied and cut the cord before the mare could tangle herself in it, then backed away leaving mama to her new baby. Katie continued to take pictures as the mare nuzzled and licked her foal, cleaning the new baby off. After a few minutes the little one tried to stand, without much success. Katie lowered the camera as she watched, then heard footsteps behind her. She turned to find Jon walking towards them. Despite the miracle in front of her, she had to admire the site of him in faded jeans, boots and a jean jacket, his hair seeing no more than a a quick comb through with his fingers. Jon came up beside her and put his arm around her shoulder. Not saying a word he smiled at her, then looked at the new arrival.

Katie whispered, "Isn't she a beauty?"

Jon nodded and watched as Katie continued snapping. The foal was a lovely chestnut, still gleaming from it's journey into the world. After a few more attempts it managed to stand next to it's mama on spindly legs, and searched for it's first meal.

After making sure the mare would let the baby feed, Marge motioned to them, "It might be best if we let them get acquainted for a bit." she spoke low.

Katie nodded and took Jon's hand as she led him outside to a bench.

"Well, good morning, cowboy." she said, feeling the morning sun warming her cheek.

"Morning, yourself." Jon said, giving her neck a nuzzle of his own. "That was beautiful. What luck that you were able to capture it."

Katie nodded, laughing, "Maybe it is a good thing I stormed out last night after all. I would have missed it."

Jon laughed, "Well, true. But I would have preferred you with me." He admitted.

"I know. Jon, I'm sorry. I overreacted. I am in a strange place right now. Some areas of your life are a struggle for me. Well not some, really just one." She said, a frown wrinkling her brow.

"Kat, it's ok. I'm just glad that you believe I would never do that to you. Or do that, period. Not with some random slut that wanders into my dressing room. Maybe 25 years ago, but not today. " He laughed, knowing his younger days involved more of a revolving door of women.

"I can see that now. And I knew that before last night. I just...don't know what got into me." She said, sheepishly.

Jon put his arm around her giving her a gentle squeeze. "What do you say we take a ride? I haven't been out since last fall." he said.

"That sounds good." Katie agreed. They helped themselves to coffee and bagels in the stable office, left out for everyone on weekend mornings, and saddled up the horses.

Honey chomped on the bit and pulled at the reigns, ready to run in the fresh spring air.

"You want to run, don't you, girl?" Katie said, rubbing Honey's neck.

Katie looked over her shoulder at Jon with a nod, gave Honey the length she wanted and let her go. Jon followed suit, urging Spirit on with a gentle kick of his heels. Taking Jon's hint, and not wanting to be left behind, Spirit let out a snort and took off at a full gallop. They sped along the path and burst into an open field, Honey finally deciding a snack might be in order. She slowed to a walk reaching down at the newly sprouting grasses. Katie slowed her to a stop and hopped off, letting Honey munch. Jon stopped next to her and dismounted. They secured the horses to a tree and let them graze, then found a flat rock to rest on next to a trickling stream, running full from the winter melt. Katie laid back on the rock, warmed by the late morning sun. Jon leaned over her and looked into the green depths of her eyes, then slowly tickled her lips with his, teasing them lightly. Every time Katie tried to deepen the kiss, he would pull away, his lips forming a slight smirk. She finally dissolved in laughter at his antics, gave up and laid back on the rock, letting out a deep sigh.

Jon watched her for a second, then asked, "Penny for your thoughts, baby?" Looks like the weight of the worlds on your shoulders now...

She turned toward him, her face thoughtful. Sitting up, she said, "I was just thinking about yesterday again. I am realizing something." She paused, looking down as she traced an imaginary shape on the rock.

"Go on, Kat. I'm listening." Jon urged.

With another sigh she continued, "Not really sure how to put it. I am struggling a bit with some areas of your life. Really the bi products of you being who you are. I'm surprised by it, frankly. " She admitted.

Jon nodded, "Kat, I understand. You are a part of my life now, a big part. The biggest part. And it is a completely different life than you have ever been a part of before. I have no doubt it is overwhelming at times." He said.

"Yes, that's it. Please don't get me wrong. I get it. I understand the audience, the fans, I get all of that. I was there once, right? I think last night was a realization of what is going on in my life right now. All the changes. It was as if last night seeing you for that split second with that, woman, I realized that you are really mine. That this is real. We keep growing closer. I knew that before, but this was different. On one hand I wanted to grab the hussy by her bleached fried hair and yell, "Back off, bitch, he's mine!" " Katie admitted, with a laugh. "It was the first time I felt possessive, the first time I felt I even had a claim on you. And with what I dealt with before with Kevin, I guess jealousy reared its ugly head. I can see I am going to have to get used to some things that go along with you being who you are. How in the hell did Dot ever get used to that?"

"Well, first of all, she was a part of the process. You aren't. You have been thrown into it. It will take some adjusting, no doubt. I just hope deep down you will eventually realize, Kat, that much of it is the act. There is the occasional fan that does think it is ok to go in for the attack. It goes along with who I am. But it isn't where my heart and soul reside. They reside right here." He said, taking her chin in his hand and leaning in to kiss her softly on the lips, this time no teasing involved. Just a slow, deep exploration.

Jon pulled back looking her deep into her eyes, his expression serious. "Your everything to me, baby. Please don't ever doubt that."

Katie returned his gaze, feeling herself drowning in his baby blues. How could she have ever doubted him, she thought. "I won't. Never again."

He leaned over her, claiming her mouth with his. Katie felt herself change in an instant. Change from being scared of what life could do to her, to being open to all the possibilities it could hold for her.

Chapter 62

Chapter 60

2008-12-06T21:18:00.001-06:00

Katie and Becca headed towards Jon's dressing room since he had said to go right in. She opened the door slowly, not bothering to knock. What she saw when she opened the door made her heart feel like it had stopped beating. Stopping short, all she could do was stare, her mouth open wide in shock. What Katie saw was Jon wrapped around some slutty woman, kissing her and letting his fingers do the walking. What Becca saw was not quite the same thing. She could see the woman was obviously the one pursuing the kiss. It all took place in the span of a millisecond, but seemed like forever to Katie. Finally finding the will to move she turned around and ran towards the back stage door, Becca close on her heels.

"Kat! Wait! Slow down, will ya? Listen to me for a minute!" Becca yelled.

But it was no use, Katie fled from the arena through the back entrance and ran toward the street in front of the venue. Once reaching the curb she waved down a passing taxi that screeched to a halt in front of them. Katie jumped into the taxi before Becca could convince her otherwise. Just as the door closed and the taxi took off, Becca looked out and saw Jon running toward the street. He was gone as they turned a corner.

"To the airport, please." Katie demanded, trying to talk through her tears.

Becca knew it was useless to try and stop the taxi at the moment. If Jon really had been the one attacked, she knew he would eventually convince Katie of it. Katie tended to react on impulse when it came to emotional situations like this. She couldn't blame her since what she went through with Kevin. Katie had taken his word for it and excepted all his explanations for months before she finally would let herself believe he was cheating on her. Right now what Becca needed to do was try to calm Katie down and make sure she didn't do anything stupid.

"Kat, listen. Why don't we go back to the hotel and wait until after the show. I am sure he has a very good explanation." Becca begged.

Katie shook her head as she sobbed. "No. I just want to go home."

Becca reached into her handbag and handed Katie a tissue. She rubbed her friend's back as they sped towards the airport, waiting for the torrent of tears to subside. Finally it did as the taxi turned into the airport terminal. Becca paid the driver and followed Katie to the ticket counter. They found a flight that was leaving the gate in 20 minutes, so Becca once again tried to keep up with her as she rushed to the gate. Security didn't take long since they had nothing to check, everything had been left back at the hotel. They reached the gate just as they were about to close the doors. Once they were seated Becca asked the flight attendant for a box of tissues. She held the tissues while Katie shed more tears. Luckily it wasn't a full flight, so they were left in peace as the plane entered the runway, ready to fly back to Boston.

Back at the arena Jon had found the strength to overcome the woman's advances and pushed her away as he ran out of the dressing room to the outside in an attempt to stop Katie. He saw her and Becca get into a taxi and speed away. He hung his head in defeat, knowing it was too late to reach her now. He walked back to the arena only to find the DJ woman still in his dressing room.

"I asked you before to leave, now I am telling you. Get out." He roared. She made a hasty exit, deciding it best not to say anything more. He slammed the door behind her, then sat in the chair, his head in his hands. Fuck, he thought.

"FUCK!" He yelled, standing up and hitting his hand on the dressing table, knocking bottles of hair products to the ground.

There was a light knock on the door followed by Obie peeking in, "15 minutes to showtime!" He said, having no clue what had just transpired.

"Fine!" Jon growled at him, slamming the door in Obie's face, barely missing his nose. Obie stood staring at the door for a second shaking his head. He then went to find Richie and let him deal with it.

Finding Richie talking to the guitar roadie, Obie slapped him in the back, "Rich. You need to go talk to the Kidd. He is in a MOOD!. Get him out of it, will ya."

Richie nodded, "Sure. What is his problem?"

"Don't ask me, but he is pissed about something." Obie said, then was off to check on last minute details.

Richie wondered what had happened this time as he made his way to Jon's dressing room. He knocked and let himself in, finding Jon leaning on the dressing table staring into the mirror. He looked terrible.

"Hey, Kidd. What's up?" he said, looking in the mirror at Jon as he put his hand on Jon's shoulder.

Jon let out a deep sigh and turned toward Richie. "That damn DJ decided to do a little uninvited oral exploration and Katie walked in." Jon said, visibly upset. "She ran out and got into a cab. I didn't even get a chance to talk to her."

"Oh man. That sucks. Maybe she went back to the hotel. You can explain after the show." Richie said, hoping to calm him down. There was 5 minutes to show time and Jon needed to get his act together. Jon shook his head as he turned away from Richie. "Listen, Jon. I am sorry she saw that. But we have to get movin'. We have a show to put on. I am sure you can talk to her later." Richie said, just as Obie peeked back in. Obie looked at Richie raising his eyebrows. It was show time and the star was clearly not in a performing mood.

Jon turned around, "Fine! Lets go." he snarled, grabbing a leather jacked and storming towards the stage.

The rest of the band was already taking the stage as Jon and Richie made their way out in the dark. Jon grabbed the mic stand in a death grip, his head resting on his arm as the opening cords played. He sang without much emotion to the words, it appearing as if he was wading through quick sand just waiting to finish. The night didn't yield any acrobatics or visits to the pits. Even the maracas rested in the original place untouched. After the second song Jon greeted Chicago with a curt hello, then launched into the next song. No band introductions, no encores and a set list that wrapped up after an hour and 40 minutes. Oblivious to the stomping and clapping from the fans, Jon exited the stage proceeding to his dressing room. He grabbed another jacket and his cell phone. He rang Christoph to bring the car around to the back immediately. As he hung up the phone he noticed he had a voicemail.

Dialing in he was greeted with Becca's voice, "Jon, we are flying back to Boston. Get your ass here ASAP!" he closed the phone with a loud click as Christoph slowed to a stop in front of the door.

Jon hopped in and instructed, "To the airport, Christoph. We have to fly to Boston now."

"Yes, sir." Christoph answered, looking at his employer in the rear view mirror. "Everything ok, sir?"

"I just have some urgent business to attend to." Jon muttered, sinking back into the leather seat as he stared out the window, his face drawn.

Back in Boston Katie and Becca departed from the plane and headed to the parking garage. Becca insisted she drive, deciding Katie was in no shape for it. Katie handed over the keys with no protest. Becca decided to let her be for a bit as they headed back to the Katie's house. After they were inside, Becca rummaged in the fridge finding a bottle of wine. She opened it and poured a glass for Katie, who sat at the island, her face sullen. Katie took the glass but sat it on the counter untouched.

"Drink it, Kat. It will help." Becca said. Katie complied, feeling the sweet, dry liquid on her tongue. After a few more sips she started to feel her body relax a bit. Becca stood up and motioned for her to sit in the living room.

Taking a deep breath Becca said, "Kat. Listen to me for a minute, ok? I don't think you should jump to conclusions right now. I am not totally sure she didn't throw herself at him. It looked to me like he was about to push her away. I know what you think you saw, but I don't really think that was what was going on."

Katie looked at Becca, her expression blank. "I don't know. It sure looked like what I think it looked like. He may just say it was a part of the job, a part of the act. But not to me." Katie blew her nose again.

"All I am saying is that I think you should give him a chance to explain this. You know how nuts some women get around him, Kat. It can be a part of the job. But I don't think he encouraged it. I really don't. Just let him say his piece, ok?" Becca pleaded. She felt that if Katie would just listen to him, there would be a good explanation. But she knew Katie, and she was so pig headed sometimes.

"I don't know right now. Right now I would rather just forget about it." Katie retorted

Becca let out a sigh. "Ok, then, how about we watch a movie?"

"Fine." Katie said, thinking maybe a distraction was a good idea. Becca ordered a movie and they settled in to watch it. When the movie was over a couple hours later, Becca turned the TV off. Katie looked tired, she thought.

"Ok, Kat. I think you should try and get some sleep." She suggested.

Katie nodded, "You're right. I'm going to turn in then. Thanks, sweetie. I do appreciate it. I just don't want to think about anything right now." She said, looking sadly at Becca.

"Do you want me to stay here tonight?" Becca asked.

Katie shook her head, "No, I'll be ok. Oh, we took my car. Take it if you want to go home and bring it back tomorrow." She said.

Becca nodded, "I'll do that. I will call you in the morning, but not too early." She said, secretly hoping maybe Katie would be busy. She gave Katie a hug, "Night, sweetie."

"Night, Becca. Thanks." Katie said. She sat on the sofa sipping the her wine just listening to the silence. Just as she was thinking about heading up to bed she heard a loud knock on the front door. Figuring Becca had forgotten something she went to open it.

Christoph landed the plane in Boston while Jon called to arrange for a car to be waiting for them. He drummed his fingers on the window of the plane as they landed, his face contemplative. He knew he was going to have some explaining to do. And he knew why she reacted the way she had. She may not even realize exactly why, he thought. Once on the ground and the plane was secure, Christoph brought the car to the tarmac and Jon sped out of Boston leaving Christoph to take the plane back for the rest of the band. They would all want to leave tomorrow, even though the next show wasn't for a week. The car raced along under the spring moon, shining so brightly it left moon shadows on the ground. He finally reached Katie's house after what felt like an eternity. Not seeing her car, but seeing the living room light on, he bound up the front stairs and knocked on the door.

Katie opened the door, "What did you.....?" she said, her words lost when she saw Jon standing there.

She started to close the door, but he put his hand on it, "Kat, please. Let me come in and talk. Please." He pleaded, waiting.

She turned around walking back to the living room, but left the door open. He entered and closed the door, then followed her. She sat on the sofa looking at him with her accusing green eyes. It was a look that broke his heart. He knew she thought he had done something to hurt her, and this was the result. He sat next to her, his hands laying idly in his lap.

"Kat, please listen to what I have to say, ok?" He asked.

"So talk." She said, looking down at her feet still encased in the green shoes.

"Ok. Well, first of all, what you thought happened didn't happen. Well, it did. But not the way you think." he stammered, she looked up at him with a puzzled expression. "I mean it did. But it wasn't me. She was the woman from the radio station who was supposed to interview me. It soon became clear she was interested in more than my interview. And when I asked her to wrap it up she forced herself on me. Kat, I hate to say it, but it happens. I did not encourage her one bit. I swear! Please, baby. Believe what I am telling you. I love you. I would never, ever do anything to hurt you like that. Never. " He said, looking at her with solemn eyes.

Katie could see how it would happen. But still, his hands had been on her breasts. Did that just happen, she thought. "What about your bit of exploratory play I witnessed?" She said, accusingly.

"Kat, she grabbed my hands as I was trying to push her away. You walked in at the exact worst moment. I understand how you think it could have been the other way around from what you saw. But please. You have to know me better than that. After all these months you have to know how much I love you." He said, with a sigh. He didn't know what else to say or do to prove to her it was all a big misunderstanding. "Do you really think I would go after something like that, when I have this waiting for me after a show?" He said, gesturing towards her. "Come on, I have much better taste than that." He looked at her, thinking how beautiful, but sad she looked. His eyes taking on a sad puppy quality.

Finally letting out a big sigh, Katie said, "I didn't know what to think at first. I was just so shocked. I just had to get out of there. I couldn't think straight."

"I understand, baby, I really do. But you have to know in your soul that I really didn't pursue that, that woman." He said, sounding disgusted at the thought.

His tone made Katie crack a small smile. Jon saw it and moved over next to her, knowing he had broken through. He knew what had happened with her ex. He also knew he was going to have to explain some things about this business and how it could affect her. He realized she knew about all of that since she had been a fan before meeting him. But he also realized her role was now very different. Much more personal. But right now all he wanted to do was hold her. That conversation could wait for another time. He took his jacket off and wrapped his arms around her. She didn't flinch and didn't move away. She was stiff for a second, then melted into his embrace.

Chapter 61

Chapter 59

2008-12-05T13:50:00.002-06:00

After the boys left Katie and Becca relaxed for a bit longer, tossing around ideas for what to wear that evening.

Becca paused for a minute, then said, "I doubt you mind, but David asked if I would be staying in the city tonight after the show. I said yes. I assumed you would be, too....?" Becca inquired, giving Katie an all knowing look.

Katie felt the blush rise in her cheeks, "Well, yeah, I was assuming I would." She said, giggling.

Becca laughed, "I know you all too well. Enjoy your man while you can. I know I am. It might be a few weeks until they are around these parts again."

Katie had not told Becca about the trip yet, wanting to make sure it was still a go. But she couldn't keep it to herself any longer.

"Well, I will be seeing Jon in April for a week. Actually the whole family. We are taking a trip with all the kids." She paused to see Becca's reaction.

Becca's eyes widened, "Really. All the kids. Wow, Kat. That sounds like a big step. As in BIG STEP. Anything else in the works that I don't know about?"

Katie shook her head, "No. Nothing is "in the works." But it seems like the logical next step. I mean, things are very serious between us. Everything just feels right. I can't explain it. But no, you know everything. I am not making plans. I'm just following the road and we will see where it takes me." She explained.

Becca nodded. She knew things were very serious between Kat and Jon. There was no doubt in her mind how deeply he loved her from seeing him in the hospital. She only hoped if they choose to take things further, their path would be smooth, each having such different lives.

"That makes sense. I get it. I hope the trip works out well for everyone. Where are you jetting off to?" Becca had to admit she was a tad envious of the idea. It was no effort at all for Jon to take a fabulous vacation.

"Jon rented a house in Maui. He said it is plenty big enough for everyone and on the beach. A private club nearby or something like that, things for the kids to do. All private. It sounds wonderful. I will admit I'm really excited about it." Katie admitted.

"That sounds amazing! Lucky duck. I will want details!!" Becca informed, giving her friend a quick hug and rising from the sofa. "I'm going to grab my bag from the car so my clothes can warm up before we get ready."

Katie nodded, "No worries. I will be updating daily, no doubt. This is a pretty big deal for me. The next level, so to speak."

Katie and Becca got ready and waited for Christoph to pick them up, deciding that was easier than worrying about a vehicle for the weekend. The band had been occupied with a sound check for the afternoon, so they decided to arrive right before the concert. There would be dinner offered backstage for the staff, friends and family. Christoph drove the car around to the back of the arena and stopped by a door. He got out and rung the bell. Once a staff member opened the door he ushered the them in and waved, wishing them a pleasant evening. When they got inside they were led to the backstage area where the crew members were busy preparing for the show. Obie greeted them, saying the guys should be around any minute and showed them to the dinner buffet. They made sandwiches and munched while they watched the prep work. Out of the corner of her eye Katie say a door open to Jon's dressing room. She turned, first noticing the outfit of painted on jeans, baby blue tee and leather jacket. As her eyes moved up she noticed he must have had a visit from his hair stylist after he had left her house. The locks were delightfully rumpled, trimmed, still holding the darker color, but with blond highlights this time. He flashed his megawatt smile at her as he walked over to them. Katie found herself holding her breath as she watched him stroll over to her side. Damn, she thought, he still took her breath away. He was truly the most beautiful man ever created and just oozed rock star.

Feeling his arm around her and lips on her cheek, she found her voice. "Wow, cowboy. Love the new locks. You look so...GOOD!" She stammered, deciding the alternative words might not be appropriate in public.

She breathed in his scent, feeling giddy from his presence. It was almost like he changed skins before a show, she thought. He still looked the same, but something about his aura changed. He adopted a superstar quality that she couldn't put into words.

"Oh baby, nothing is as beautiful as you two ladies." He said, looking them both up and down. He gave an appreciative whistle and nodded. "I am one lucky man to have you two in the audience."

"Speak for yourself, Kidd." David snuck in beside Becca, giving her a quick squeeze. "I'm claiming this one tonight." He said with a chuckle.

After a bit of small talk David made himself a sandwich and led Becca back to his dressing room to relax a bit before the show. Jon followed suit taking Katie by the hand to his. Once behind the closed door he pulled her into his arms, kissing her ravenously. He eventually pulled back, hearing her whimper as his lips left hers. He smiled, looking her over, noticing the fitted green shirt she wore that perfectly matched her eyes and skimmed her trim torso, topping skinny jeans and matching ballet flats. Her warm, auburn hair falling over her shoulders.

"You are breathtaking, Kat. I just can't get enough of you." he said, his voice husky. She answered his comment by pulling his head back down to hers, plunging her fingers into his hair as she invaded his mouth with hers. She kissed him with such intensity that they both felt a bit unbalanced when they finally came up for air.

"Wooow. Damn, woman, you can kiss." Jon said, visibly aroused. "I need to be careful, your pretty potent and I have a show to put on in about 20 minutes." He reached down to adjust the tight jeans, finding them more than a bit snug at this point.

The gesture made Katie laugh, "Yeah, then they will have proof that you go commando!" She said, in fits of giggles.

"Evil woman." He said as he searched for a bottle of water just as there was a light knock on the door. Jon turned and quickly found a seat as Obie entered, an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Obie, man, what's up?" He asked, clearly uncomfortable.

Obie nodded to Katie and gave Jon a puzzled looked. "Nothing. Show in 15. Just making sure you're ready."

Jon nodded, the grin still plastered to his face. "You got it. I will be ready." he said, waiting for Obie to clear out.

Katie covered her mouth with her hand trying stifle the giggles. Obie looked at her with the same puzzled look and said, "Ok. See you out there! Katie, Becca is waiting for you. I think she wants to get to your seats."

Katie nodded, trying not to laugh, "Gotcha. I'll be right there."

"Ok." he said, shaking his head as he left, not too sure he would be seeing Jon in 15 minutes or not.

After the door closed Katie walked over to Jon giving him a quick kiss on lips. "I better go so you can, ummmm, get in the right frame of mind for the show." She said giggling. "See you soon!"

Jon nodded as he stood up, the snugness not quite as bad as before. "I am in the right frame of mind, but it isn't for the show. See you soon, baby. I love you."

She answered with a big smile and went to find Becca.

No one had recognized Katie since they had sat down so close to the start of the show, then all eyes were on Jovi. The band was greeted with thunderous applause as they opened the first show of the tour. Being a scaled back tour, they were only doing one show a night in each city. Usually Boston would sell out two, even three nights. But the house was packed to the gills that evening as everyone took to their feet and didn't touch their seats for the next two plus hours. After treating the crowd to a few new tunes, hits and even some rare tracks, the boys responded to the clamouring of the crowd with two encores. Katie and Becca were led backstage as the final notes were heard. When the lights went on the two seats they occupied were left empty, leaving people seated around them wondering who the lucky ladies might be.

The band gathered in the hotel lounge after the show, occupying the whole back of the bar area. The rest of the lounge was packed with eager, curious fans, hoping to get an opportunity to greet the boys. As much as Jon appreciated his fans, he had to admit to himself he wasn't in the mood tonight. All he wanted to do was take Katie to his room and wrap her up in his arms.

After a bit Jon whispered to Katie, "I'm going to head up. You stay for about 5 minutes. If you stay they may think I will be back and hopefully won't swarm now. Then come up." He said, as he met eyes with Hugh and nodded. Hugh returned his nod.

Jon stopped to sign a couple of autographs and snap a few pictures with fans. He was pleasant but not overly warm, wanting to make his escape. Katie saw him finally make a break and head to the elevator as he talked to the bar manager. She was learning how he worked things. If he was engaged in conversation with someone, they were less likely to approach him. She waited a few more minutes and chatted with everyone. She gave Becca a knowing glance and mouthed, "See you tomorrow." Becca nodded in return.

As Katie rose to leave, Hugh stood up, "I'm heading up, too. I will keep you company in the elevator." Katie nodded and they departed for the evening.

Not realizing the significance of his action until they passed the other tables, she realized it was to her benefit to also be engaged in conversation. All eyes were on her, not Hugh. She could feel her face get hot as they passed the other tables, but she chatted with Hugh as they approached the elevator. Once inside she relaxed a bit.

Hugh chuckled, "You'll get used to it." Katie nodded, thinking she was not so sure of that. As the elevator opened to the penthouse floor, Hugh took a peek out, seeing no one and held the door for her. "You're all set. Have a good night, Katie."

Katie gave him a quick hug, "Thanks, Hugh. You, too."

She gave a light knock on Jon's door and was greeted with a hand reaching out to grab her as the door opened. Before she could blink she was inside the room and in his arms. Barely making it to the bed as they left a trail of clothes to the bedroom, they made love well into the morning under the twinkling lights of the Boston skyline.

The next day Jon had to fly back to New York to spend a couple of days with the kids before they went on to Philly and then Minneapolis. After that they were off to Chicago where Katie and Becca would meet up with them. Katie welcomed the kids back on Monday, anxious to hear all about their weekend away. Business was also picking up with Easter and spring right around the corner, so Katie spent the week setting up the studio for the new season. The next week found her swamped with sessions. She talked to Jon daily, in between her busy schedule and their shows. Thursday of the next week Katie worked at the studio late into the night. They were closed on Friday so they could fly out to Chicago for the show. Her cell rang just as she was turning off her laptop.

"Hey, baby." His smooth voice greeted her.

"Hello, yourself." She said, smiling into the phone.

"God, Kat, I miss you so much." he said, "Tomorrow can't get here soon enough."

"I agree. I'm exhausted and can't wait to see you. How was Minneapolis? Did the show go well?" She asked.

"It did. It was awesome. We are really tight this time and I think it shows. They seem to be eating the new stuff up, which is always good." He admitted."I know a lot of the fans come for the hits, but even that gets a little dull to us, you know?"

"I knew they would. Bon Jovi fans are never wrong." She said, chuckling.

"Hey baby, before the show tomorrow night I have to do an interview with a local radio station. Nothing big, just in my dressing room before we go on. When you get here just come on in. It isn't anything interesting but if you want to watch, you can. Don't worry, you won't be in it." He explained, knowing she wasn't as used to the public side of his life as he was.

Thinking it sounded interesting, she said, "Ok, sure. That's cool."

They chatted for a few more minutes before hanging up. Katie went home and crawled into bed. She and Becca were catching a 10 a.m. flight to Chicago in the morning. Being so busy, neither of them had time to fly out a day early to enjoy any down time.

They arrived to a cloud covered city, but ready for a night of rock n roll. Christoph picked them up at the airport and took them to the hotel where the band was staying. They collected their room keys at the front desk and went on up. The guys had already left for the arena to do a sound check that was open to the fan club members. Katie arranged to meet Becca in an hour, then Becca was off to David's room. It had been almost two weeks since Katie had seen him, so she took great effort in getting ready. She had purchased a new outfit for the show. Being the beginning of April, the weather had warmed up considerably. She looked in the mirror in the penthouse bedroom, surveying the scene. The pale green silk tank dress fell to just above her knees. Paired with the green ballet flats she had worn in Boston, a perfect match, she decided she made a pretty impressive package. She had pulled her hair back in a low ponytail secured with a pearl clasp. She grabbed a denim blazer, her handbag and headed out to collect Becca. Christoph was waiting in the lobby to take them to the venue.

At the arena Jon finished a quick bite to eat, had a cup of tea and prepped his voice. He heard a knock on the door, hoping it was Katie. But was greeted with the sight of the radio DJ woman. She was dressed pretty typical for a rock station DJ at a rock concert, leather strapless top, mini skirt, black 4 inch heeled thigh high boots, bleached blond hair and a raspy voice. There had been the day when her kind would have caused him to stare, and even perhaps beckon her back to his dressing room or tour bus after the show. Those were the days when her type were a dime a dozen. Looking at her he was thankful he had since grown up and learned to appreciate a true classic beauty like Katie, who, to him, was sexier in flannel pjs than this woman standing in front of him.

"Hey, come on in." He said, putting his hand out. Slut or not, she was interviewing me. He was always the picture of professionalism. "I'm Jon. You must be...?"

"No shit! Your Jon Bon Jovi! Yeah. Yeah..I am Deirdre Devona with RXJL." She said, her voice sounding like she must smoke two packs a day. She held out her hand to shake his, holding his a bit longer than he would have liked.

"Deirdre. Nice to meet you. Why don't you have a seat and we can get on with it." he said, motioning to a folding chair. He grabbed a chair and sat across from her.

"Get on with it. HA. Any time, baby." She said, winking at him as she sat down.

He noticed she had no notepad or recorder with her. Jon attempted a chuckle and asked, "Yeah, ok. Well, so should be we get started, I have a show in about 45 minutes." He suggested.

"Sure, honey." She drawled, begining with a few typical questions.

She moved on to a few more personal questions about his choice of undergarmets and the like. Jon ended up answering "No comment, thank you." to many of them. He let out a sigh, hoping this would be over soon and hoping Katie would arrive even sooner.

Finally he stood up and said, "Well, thank you for your time, but if you will please excuse me I really need to finish getting ready for the show." She stood up and he offered her his hand in farewell.

Instead of accepting his hand she walked towards him saying, "There is just one more thing I have to find out." as she grabbed him around the neck and pulled his face forcefully to hers. Jon was shocked when her cigarette tinged breath was in his face and she shoved her tongue into his mouth, her teeth hitting his. He put his hands up to her chest to push her away, but she grabbed his hands and put them on her boobs instead, forcing herself even closer to him. Just at that moment, over her shoulder Jon saw the door open as Katie and Becca entered the dressing room.

Chapter 60

Chapter 58

2008-12-04T20:30:00.004-06:00

The snow storm hung around the Boston area until well into Sunday afternoon, when a few blue patches finally peeped through the clouds. Jon decided to stay though Sunday night to give the roads a chance to clear since he had driven. Late Sunday afternoon after they shoveled Katie's driveway, Jon mulled over an idea while they sat by the fire drinking cider. He decided he would run it by Katie and see what she had to say.

"Kat, I had an idea pop into my head earlier today and I wanna know what you think." Jon said. "I am wondering what you would think about us taking a family vacation together. You, me, all the kids." He hesitated a moment awaiting her reaction.

A little caught off guard by the idea, Katie put down her cider as she thought the possibility over. "Well, yes. I think depending on where and when, the idea is not a bad one. I know the waters are calm on my end, but fireworks could fly on yours." She said, tossing the idea around in her mind. "Did you have anything particular in mind?"

Thinking her response promising, he threw out his idea. "Well, with the shows this coming month it would be hard, but I was thinking maybe April? Someplace warm, beachy, all inclusive, maybe our own private beach. Say, how about Hawaii?"

Katie had to smile. It sounded so, well, so lifestyles of the rich and famous, she thought. Kevin and her had taken the kids to Florida for a vacation kind of like that years ago. Of course they didn't have their own beach.

"That sounds amazing. I just need to see where I am at this month." She said tentatively.

It was her slow season, and with the accident, business had taken a back burner for a few weeks. Being ever responsible, her first thought was funding such a trip. Jon noticed her expression cloud over a bit, and realized where her thoughts were.

"Baby, I don't want to upset you or step on your toes, but for once will you let me treat you like I think you should be treated. I know what you're thinking, and just this once please don't worry about it? Please?" He begged, taking her hand kissing it lightly on the palm. "I would love to do this for us."

A slow smile spread across her lips, maybe he was right. Nodding, she said, "Ok, sure. Let's do it! Brandon and Sophia are going to SO excited, you have no idea." She hesitated, a though crossing her mind, "Are you sure Steph will be up for this?"

Jon appreciated her concern, "She may not embrace the idea right away, but frankly she has to realize that I have moved on. It is has been over a year now since the divorce. She will be ok, don't worry."

They finalized plans that evening before turning in for the night. In the morning the sun shown brightly, reflecting off the newly fallen snow. Jon left early as Katie headed off to the studio, her first session at 9 a.m.

Thursday morning just after the bus picked up the kids, Katie's phone rang. Taking a quick sip of coffee, she answered, seeing Jon's number.

"Well, hey there, cowboy. To what do I owe this nice surprise?" She smiled into the phone.

"Hey, baby. I am calling to tell you I have a place in Maui booked for the week of school vacation. Right on the beach, plenty of room for the kids to spread out." Jon said, the excitement evident in his voice.

"That sounds heavenly. It will be so nice to get away. I haven't been somewhere like that in years and years." She said, already imagining the warm ocean breeze on her cheek.

"I am glad you approve. It is all private, so no one will bug us. It is also a part of a country club that has a lot of activities for the kids." He stopped, hoping she didn't ask too many more questions.

"Amazing! I hope you didn't go all out or anything, I won't feel right." She said, her expression pensive.

"Don't worry, darlin'. It is no big deal. Really." he said, trying to curtail any more questions. He couldn't wait for her to see the place. He knew Brandon and Sophia would have a blast. He wanted to give her the world, but knew if he tried too fast, he better duck for cover.

"Ok, if you're sure....." She said, her voice trailing off.

He cut her off, "I am sure. This will be good for us. For all of us."

Saying their goodbyes, Katie had visions of the beach in her eyes as she trudged through the slush to the studio. She had not mentioned it to the kids yet, wanting details first. When they got off the bus that day she sat them down at the kitchen island, both of them wondering what was up. Nothing would surprise them at this point.

Katie pulled up a stool and began, "Ok guys, I want to run something by you. Jon and I have been talking and we have decided that all of us are going on a trip together over school vacation in April. What do you think." She blurted.

Sophia's interest was peaked. "Oh, fun! All of us as in ALL of us? Where?"

"Maui. And yes, all of us." Katie said, waiting the response. Sophia's eyes big, her mouth open in an O. "Oh, Maui. WOW! Really? Oh. My. God. Everyone is going to be SO jealous." Sophia exclaimed as she stood up and started to pace. "I am going to need a new suit. Or maybe two. Wow. Maui!"

Brandon was a little slower on the uptake, but no less excited at the prospect. "Mom, can I learn to surf?" he asked, his mind racing, "And snorkel. I have always wanted to snorkel."

Katie laughed, nodding her head, "Yes, all of that." Well, at least they were receptive to the idea, she thought, not the least bit surprised.

Jon wasn't as fortunate when he told Steph. The boys had taken the news in stride, excited for a vacation with their dad. Steph, on the other hand, greeted the news with much eye rolling and sighing.

For Jon the following week was filled with prep work for the upcoming tour. They had twelve cities booked, bringing them to the middle of May. Then planned a few stadium shows for the summer. With back to back tours for the last two albums, everyone in the band agreed a smaller tour was in order this time around. Richie was working on some solo projects. Jon was toying with the idea of perhaps trying another movie role in the coming fall. David was having a great run with his plays and had a vocal album of his own in the beginning stages. Becca had convinced him that his fans would love hearing an album from him, complete with vocals, unlike his other album which had been mainly piano music. Tico was tossing around the idea of starting up an an educational art program that would go into schools in underprivileged areas.

Everyone gathered back in New York the weekend before the start of the tour. Spring was in the air, being the middle of March and everyone was ready to hit the road. They spent the weekend in the studio practicing a variety of songs and headed out to Boston for the opening show. Katie and Becca were going to be a part of the audience, of course. The kids were at their dad's house for the weekend and were not to happy to miss the show, but were off to New Hampshire for one last ski weekend before the end of the season. Katie had invited the band out to her house for brunch before they headed to the arena for a sound check in the afternoon. Christoph turned the limo into Katie's driveway at 10 a.m. just as Katie was putting some finishing touches on an extensive spread. She smiled to herself as she put out fresh squeezed juice on the island. She used to love to entertain and had enough space, but had not taken the time in the few years she has lived in the carriage house. She was looking forward to having them all over. Becca was due over any minute as well. She turned around just as she heard a knock on the front door. In walked Jon followed by David, Richie and Tico. Jon picked her up in a big bear hug and swung her around.

He planted a big kiss on her lips as he set her down, "Hello, beautiful." He lingered for a long second as he smiled down at her.

She returned the quick kiss, and with a smile and a swat on his denim clad ass, said, "Hello, yourself. Let me welcome my guests, will ya?"

He pretended to pout as she walked over to the guys, greeting them one by one, each of them giving her a big hug and kiss on the cheek. They were beginning to feel like brothers to her. After everyone was settled around the island, Katie retrieved a bottle of champagne from the fridge and handed it to Jon to open for mimosas. Jon handled the task like an old pro, the bottle making a small sigh as it was exposed to the air. After preparing the celebratory beverage, they all clinked glasses. Becca came in through the side door just as they finished, the kitchen filled with happy chatter. David put down his glass and went to greet Becca, leading her over to a bar stool next to him, but not before planting a lingering kiss on her more than eager lips.

She whispered as she pulled away, "I missed you."

"As I did you. You have no idea, Becca." He gave her a wink and they sat with back down.

After brunch they moved into the living room, Richie and Tico insisting they would clean up. Katie protested but finally gave in, following Jon, David and Becca into the living room. Jon started a fire and sat down next to Katie on the floor by the fireplace. Katie leaned back against Jon, her back resting against his chest. Jon told Katie and Becca where they were headed next and the run down of the tour schedule. Katie and Becca decided they would take a long weekend and join them in two weeks when the band performed in Chicago. Soon Tico and Richie joined them. Everyone chatted for a while longer until Jon looked at his watch, seeing it was almost 1 p.m.

"Well, boys. We better saddle up and get going. We have a show to put on!" He stood up, taking Katie's hand and pulling her up. They collected their coats and said their goodbyes.

Jon was last out the door and turned before he left to give Katie one more hug. "I will see you in a few hours, baby. You have the passes so come around to the back. They will let you right in."

Katie nodded, smiling, "I can't wait, cowboy. Watching you on stage is the biggest turn on." She said, her voice low so no one else could hear.

Jon shook his finger at her, "You be a good girl." He mouthed to her. He gave Becca a quick wave and was out the door.

Chapter 59

An update

2008-11-29T15:04:00.003-06:00

I just wanted to thank everyone for sticking with us. It has been a busy month. I just got back from 1 1/2 weeks on vacation. And just as I get back, the other half of my brain looses her computer. Maybe a bug or a bad hard drive. Then we get hit by a holiday. So we are getting back on track. I have a chapter in the works and will get it up in a couple of days. And now we should be on a more consistent track. My busy season is over at work so when the kid is in school I write Jovi romance. LOL Seriously though, I do apologize for the lack of chapters lately. This story will finish, I promise! Look for more to come very soon and thank you for being hooked! it helps to keep us going! :)

Chapter 57

2008-10-30T21:06:00.003-05:00

Everyone met back up at Jon's penthouse for lunch on Sunday. Katie, Becca and the kids headed back to Boston that afternoon, all of them tired after a very busy weekend. Spotting her alone in the kitchen shortly after lunch, Jon came up behind Katie and wrapped his arms around her in a big hug.

Burying his face in her hair, he said, "Mmmmm, baby. I am going to miss you."

She turned around wrapping her arms around his neck. "Just a few days, cowboy, and you will be all mine once again." She said, smiling up at him.

"I know. I will at your beck and call Friday afternoon whenever you're ready for me." He said, pulling her closer.

She chuckled, "Oh, I will be ready for ya', cowboy." She said as he leaned down to cover her mouth with his. They jumped as they heard the kitchen door open, both lost in the kiss.

"Alright, you two. Enough of that!" Becca scolded as she put the remainder of the dishes on the counter. She shook her finger at them teasingly, then went back into the living room.

Katie smiled and laid her head on his chest. She let out a big sigh, "Friday can't get here soon enough." She whispered.

"I feel the same way, baby. I love you." He said, kissing the top of her head. "We better finish up so you don't miss your plane."

She pulled away reluctantly, "I guess you're right. It was an amazing weekend and I don't want it to end. Though I can't wait to be alone with you." She admitted.

"Five more days and we can spend all day in bed if you like. We don't have to go anywhere or do anything." He suggested, thinking how heavenly it sounded. He could use a weekend of doing nothing, since in two weeks the band would be heading out to start a mini tour to promote the Greatest Hits album.

"I love the sound of that. You got yourself a deal, cowboy." She said, as they made their way back to living room.

Back in Boston the snow was starting to lightly fall when their plane landed. Becca drove to her condo from the airport, while Katie and the kids headed home. Katie was still a bit nervous on the winter roads and wanted to beat the snow. She dove back into work on Monday morning, hoping the week would fly by until Friday when Jon was flying in to spend the weekend with her. It would be a few weeks again before she would see him since the band was heading out on the road. She and Becca were going to join them in mid March for a week, find out what life on the road was all about. They used to joke about what life would be like being a groupie, following the band on tour. Katie smiled to herself as she finished cleaning up from her last session of the week, it certainly would be fun, hanging out with the band. Yet another dream come true. It was going to be an amazing year, she could just feel it.

Jon spent the week wrapping up a few business meetings. He made sure to keep his schedule as clear as he could since they would be on the road in a couple of weeks. Then there really was no rest, not during tour time. This would be a small tour, mainly the US and a few Canada dates, finishing up with a few stadium shows in the summer. Friday morning he decided to drive to Boston instead of taking the plane. He could use the time to clear his thoughts, prepare for a relaxing weekend with Katie. Over the past couple of months, a few thoughts began popping into his head at random times. Or maybe he could better describe it as a certain tone his thoughts had taken on where Katie was concerned, he thought. He pondered this as he sped through the frosty countryside, the Boston skyline coming into view.

Jon turned the car into Katie's driveway, slowing to a stop in front of the porch. He knew she was still at the studio next door, but had planned on arriving a bit earlier to surprise her. He retrieved his bag from the back seat and knocked lightly on the door, confirming no one was inside. He let himself in, Katie had given him an extra key to keep after the accident, flipped the lights on and put his bag up in Katie's room. He then started a fire in the fireplace and put a bottle of white wine in the fridge to chill. Heading for the fridge to check out the offerings he thought about what he might be able to whip for a quick dinner. After browsing through the pantry and fridge be collected sun dried tomatoes, olives, and a few herbs he figured he could toss in some pasta. Putting the pot of water on to boil for the pasta he then combine the ingredients for a flavorful sauce. He then put together a quick salad and checked his watch. She should be home any time, he figured. While waiting for the pasta to finish cooking he spread a blanket on the floor in front of the fireplace, and found wine glasses. He drained the pasta and tossed it in the sauce. Just as he was about to take the tray with their dinner on it into the living room he heard the front door open. Katie knew Jon was here having seen his car outside, but she wasn't prepared for the aroma that greeted her when she entered the house. She went to the back into the kitchen and found Jon standing there with a tray holding a salad and big bowl of pasta.

"What is all this?" She asked, smiling, as she took off her coat and hung it on the peg next to the back door.

Jon had a big smile on his face, "You like?"

She nodded, "I do. It smells delicious. And you can cook, too." she laughed, kissing him on the cheek so not to disturb the yummy looking dinner.

"Good. Then grab that bottle of wine and follow me." He said, tilting his head toward the island where the chilled bottle sat.

Jon put the tray down on the blanket and taking the wine from Katie, he poured a glass for each of them. She sat on the blanket enjoying the warmth from the fire and sipping her wine, while Jon dished up the salad. They had a leisurely dinner and chatted about their week. Jon cleared the dishes when they were done and joined Katie back by the fire.

She smiled at him, "I could get used to this treatment" She said, leaning back against his chest.

"Darlin', you deserve this and so much more." He said, his voice thick. He kissed her on the neck and then joined her in watching the flames dance. "I love you, Kat. I love you more than I can even express to you."

She turned her head around to him and said, "I feel the same way, cowboy." Then kissed him gently, tasting the sweetness of the wine on his lips. As good as her kiss felt and as much as he could feel himself getting aroused from her touch, he knew that tonight he just wanted to hold her close all night long. Katie sensed him pulling back a bit, and noticed his more serious expression.

"Everything ok, baby?" She asked him.

He smiled slightly, wanting to put any worry to rest, "Everything is perfect. I just want to feel you tonight. Hold you close and keep you warm. Even a man wants to just cuddle sometimes." He said, his voice teasing as he gave her a little wink.

Katie had to admit she loved the thought of that. As much as she adored making love to him, she could easily wrap herself up in his strong arms all night and sleep like a baby. "That sounds like a wonderful idea. What do you say we head up?"

Jon nodded, taking her glass for her. The fire was down to embers now and was easily put out. They headed upstairs to Katie's bedroom, where her bed was piled high with quilts and comforters. Jon pulled his sweater over his head and proceeded to push his jeans down over his muscular thighs. Katie noticed he had no underwear on, as usual. She slipped out of her jeans and top, laying them on the chair. After removing her bra and panties she slipped under the thick down comforter next to Jon. He put his arms around her, pulling her close. She turned around, spooning her body against his, him draping his leg over hers. They didn't speak, but just listened to each others breath, Katie's soon becoming more shallow and slow. Jon pushed her hair to the side and snuggled his face into the curve of her neck, he whispered, "Baby, I love you. I want to hold you like this forever, never let you go. And I won't." I want to dive in your dreams and wrap my lovin' arms around you.....he closed his eyes, his mind still plagued by the persistent thoughts he couldn't shake. Thoughts he had to admit he didn't want to shake.

They awoke to the sound of the snow plow going by on the street below. Katie stretched, Jon's arms still wrapped tightly around her. He let out a loud yawn and stretched, letting her free from his grasp. She pulled the curtain back to check out the snow fall. From the window it appeared to be close to a foot or more. She sighed, yet another one of those surprise storms the weathermen had failed to predict. 4 or 5 inches, my foot, she thought. Letting the curtain fall back over the window, she turned over to face Jon.

"Well, you get your wish. We aren't going anywhere today." she smiled, knowing she wasn't planning on letting him out of her sight today anyway.

"Fine by me, baby." He said, a yawn finishing his sentence.

"I just went shopping on Thursday so we should be good to go for the weekend." She said, her stomach rumbling. "What do you say we whip up a breakfast feast?"

Jon smiled at her, looking over her tousled hair, sleepy green eyes and cheeks still flushed from sleep. "You're so beautiful."

She blushed slightly, thinking what a sight she must really be. "I doubt that at the moment, but thank you." She laughed, climbing out of bed.

She reached for a quilt to wrap around her on her way to the bathroom. Jon sat back up against the pillows as he watched her walk away. His stomach made its own rumble, but his thoughts were elsewhere. When she returned he took his turn, then putting on sweatpants and a faded t-shirt. Katie had fetched a pair of flannel pajamas from her drawer. Finally fresh mouthed she walked over to him and kissed him lightly on the lips. With a smile she was out the door and down the stairs. He followed, wondering what she had in mind for breakfast. They both stood in front of the fridge, contemplating the selection. Finally deciding on French toast and bacon, they got to work. After breakfast they lounged in the living room sipping coffee.

"So here we are. Snowed in, no place to go. What would you like to do, Kat?" Jon inquired, his toes lightly tickling hers as he sat on the opposite side of the sofa.

"Hmm, I picked up a few movies. How does that sound to start." She walked over to the entertainment center and picked up a stack of dvds.

They looked through them, picking out a couple to watch. They watched movies for the better part of the morning and afternoon. As the credits rolled on the last movie, Katie noticed it was getting dark out. It was the most perfect day, wearing pajamas all day, being with Jon, she thought. She suddenly had an idea. Excusing herself she went upstairs to the master bathroom and started a bath. Pouring a good portion of bubbles under the tap, she smiled. Downstairs Jon heard the sound of running water, wondering if she was taking a quick shower. He figured it wouldn't hurt to check on her. By this point Katie was in the tub buried in bubbles. Just as the door opened and she saw Jon, she knew her plan had worked.

"I was wondering how long it would take you, cowboy. Now get that firm ass of yours in here." She smirked, sinking down deeper into the steamy water.

He returned her look with a sly grin of his own as he slipped out of his sweatpants and t-shirt. Katie smiled, trying to contain her laughter. There were still moments where she was hit with what was happening in her life. A year ago if someone would have told her Jon would be in her bathtub, she would have thought them crazy. But here they were. She watched him slip into the warm water opposite of her. Not as large as the tub at the Inn, they made due anyway. Katie picked up a handful of bubbles and blew them at Jon. Payback was fair play, he figured, as he grabbed her, devouring her mouth with a kiss so intense she thought her toes must have curled. After a while Katie had to come up for air. She took the soap lathering it up in her hands. She ran her soapy hands over his shoulders and down his chest. God, she loved the fur, she thought. She motioned for him to stand up and kept washing him, her hands wandering down his firm stomach and legs. It was no secret that her touch was arousing him greatly, his erection standing at attention. She rose to her knees and ran her hands around his back, over his ass. Bringing her hands back around she took him fully in her mouth, slowly running her lips up and down his cock. Jon let out a sharp breath and put his hand on the tiled wall for support. Damn, he thought, she knew just how to get to him. He closed his eyes feeling her hot, wet mouth on him. Not able to take it much longer he took her hand in his and pulled her to a stand. He led her out of the tub and into the bedroom where they both toweled off. Jon laid the towels on the chair and pulled her to him, her damp, hot body pressing against his. He kissed her feverishly, not able to get close enough. Katie groaned as his tongue invaded her mouth. She started backing up toward the bed wanting to feel the softness beneath her and his hardness inside of her. Jon guided her gently back on the bed. Once they lay on the bed he swiftly parted her legs and buried himself deep inside of her, her thighs still slippery from the bath. He let out a low groan as he entered her completely.

"Oh, baby. You are so sweet." he moaned.

She shushed him with her mouth, grabbing his ass to pull him in even further. Jon picked up the pace feeling himself almost to the point of no return. Katie felt her own climax building as he moved faster and faster. Jon followed her with his own as she milked his cock, her vaginal muscles squeezing him tightly. Afterward they lay side by side under the comforter, breathless, happy and spent. Jon ran his fingers through Katie's wet hair.

Not wanting her to catch a chill, he suggested, "Why don't we get dressed and I will dry your hair?"

She smiled, loving the sound of that. She loved getting her hair cut and styled, it relaxed her so much. He went into the bathroom to get the blow dryer and brush. He sat on the bed behind her, drying and brushing her hair until all the dampness was gone. Finally finishing he smoothed her hair to the side and kissed her neck.

"You are perfection, Kat. Sheer perfection." He said, looking at her intently in the mirror positioned across from the bed.

Katie felt her cheeks flush at the compliment. "You're not bad yourself, cowboy." she smiled, meeting his eyes in the mirror. She leaned back into his chest, "Thank you, that felt awesome."

"My pleasure, darlin'" he whispered as he gave her another quick kiss on the neck. "This cowboy is starvin'. What do you say we wrangle up some dinner?"

She nodded, rising from the bed. "Sounds like a good plan!" Jon noticed the flakes starting to slowly fall again. They hadn't bothered to watch the weather since they had no plans to be anywhere but right were they were.

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Chapter 56

2008-10-22T21:01:00.002-05:00

The limo pulled up to a door near the back of the arena. Christoph opened the limo door for them, then they were greeted by Jon's body guard and a few other people. There were a few fans hanging around by the door so they were ushered into the arena very quickly. Katie thought how surreal the whole celebrity life must be as they rushed into the building, walking quickly down the hall to where the dressing rooms were located. Once in the main backstage area everyone relaxed a bit. Brandon and Sophia looked around wide eyed once again. Jesse had taken off, but Steph hang back quietly. The area was full of people rushing back and forth carrying clothing and instruments among other things. There was a table of food set up and despite the fact the kids had just eaten Jon encouraged them to check out the desserts. Becca was standing next to Katie when she felt a pair of strong hands grab her around the waist at the very moment a pair of warm lips kissed her on the cheek. She looked over and spotted David.

She turned around giving him a big hug and kiss on the lips. He picked her up in his arms, hugging her tight. "Mmm, it's so good to see you, Becca! I have missed you." He spoke low just for her to hear. He was already dressed for the show and was going to grab a bite to eat. "Why don't you join me and have a bite? We can catch up in my dressing room." He said with a wink.

Knowing she wasn't interested in food, but rather some time alone with David, she waved to Katie and the kids, "I will see you guys shortly, I'm sure."

Katie gave her a knowing glance and wave, then turned back to Jon and the kids. Sophia was asking Stephanie questions about the backstage and the two of them drifted off. Jesse and Brandon were checking out the dessert table.

Jon put his arm around Katie's shoulders giving her a gentle squeeze. "They'll be fine. I informed the staff to let them have free reign. And they will keep an eye on them. What do you say we relax for a few in my dressing room? I'll have to get ready soon enough."

Katie nodded, excited to see more of the backstage happenings. Jon led her to his dressing room and offered her a seat. She sat down and looked around at the racks of clothes and numerous guitars. There was a full length mirror near one of the racks. Jon pulled up a chair next to her and sat down.

"Wow." Katie said, still looking around. "So this is where the man transforms into rock star extraordinaire."

Jon gave her a sheepish smile, "I suppose you could put it that way. But I need your help since this whole thing was your doing. I need wardrobe assistance." He said, his lips formed into a sly grin.

With an excited look on her face, Katie jumped up and started looking over the racks. She smiled, recognizing different shirts from the last couple of tours. She pulled out a blue gauze shirt, a black studded vest, and a gray Under Amour shirt, handing them to Jon with a satisfied smile on her face. She knew if he really took her advice, most of the fan club would be very happy tonight. Spotting a rack with scarves and bandannas on it she grabbed one to add to the pile. Spotting one more rack she snatched the infamous Shady Brady and plopped in top of the pile. Jon laughed out loud as she made her way to the rack the pants hung on it. She rummaged through it until she came upon a pair of snug boot cut blue jeans. She let out a satisfied "Ah ha!" when she spotted them.

"Well, that didn't take you long" He laughed out loud. "I might need assistance getting dressed, too." He said, challenging her.

"Well, I'd be happy to oblige, but I doubt you will be alone in here at that point." She laughed.

"You have a point." he admitted reluctantly. Sometimes the rock star gig wasn't all it was cracked up to be, he thought. He would love some alone time with her tonight. Just as he let out a sigh the door opened and his assistant entered.

Jon introduced her to Katie and said, "I'm sorry, sweetie. I need to go over a few things with the crew." He apologized as he handed the pile of clothes to his assistant.

"No worries. I will be fine. I should find the kids anyway." She assured him.

"Let me get Obie. He will help you out and seat you before the show. But afterward, I am claiming at least one kiss with you alone!" he whispered as he lead her out into the main backstage area once more. Katie nodded in agreement.

Obie was found in short order and she was left in his care.

Jon gave her a quick kiss on the lips, "I will see you after the show. Ok, baby?" Katie nodded, returning the kiss.

Obie gave her a quick tour of the area. They greeted Tico and Richie at the buffet table. Katie spotted Steph and Sophia talking to Carol. Steph was even laughing. The boys weren't anywhere to be seen.

Richie informed her, "The rugrats are helping pick out my guitars and hats for the night. I figured it was best to put them to work." He teased.

Just then Obie informed them it was 20 minutes to show time and suggested they get seated. They rounded up the kids and found Becca in David's dressing room. Obie escorted them to the front row along with Carol, seating them front and center.

"Now just let any of the staff here know if there is anything you need, ok? I have to go in the back to make sure the sound and light guys are all set. Someone will come to take you backstage after the show." He said as he rose to leave.

"Thank you, Obie, for everything." Katie said. He waved as he made his way to the back of the floor.

Carol was chatting with a few fan club members seated behind them and introduced them to Katie and Becca. The kids were engaged in their own conversations, looking around excitedly. Before they knew it the lights started to dim. The crowd started to cheer, even louder than a regular concert. Katie realized the stadium was filled with only the truest fans, and had a feeling they were in for an amazing night. The screams intensified as dark figures were seen coming onto the stage. Soon the first cords started and the spotlight went on. Katie felt the floor vibrate with the movement of the audience, their excitement mounting as Jon took the stage. He was wearing the blue jeans, black vest and the shady that Katie had picked out.

By this point they were all standing and Sophia came over by her mom, grabbing her arm, screaming, "Oh my God, mom. OH MY GOD!!!" She jumped up and down. "This is amazing!!!" Steph laughed at her reaction and pulled her back over to stand next to her.

Seeing Jon swagger to the mic, Katie felt the same excitement mounting as she had felt all those years at every concert she had attended. Up there he wasn't the Jon she knew. He was a super star. She grabbed Becca's arm and screamed, Becca joining her. Katie couldn't take her eyes off of him. He was the hottest, sexiest man she had ever seen. His jeans looked painted on and the vest showed off his ripped biceps. Katie thought she might swoon and pass out right there. The electricity in the air was intoxicating. Carol stood next to her dancing and clapping along with the rest of the fans. She never tired of seeing them perform. Jon came over to the edge of the stage and blew Katie a kiss, then took off for the other side of the stage like a panther on the prowl. After the first song ended, Katie relaxed a bit. Jon's kids appeared to enjoy the show, but Brandon and Sophia were jumping around like lunatics. She loved how much fun they were having. It warmed her heart to see them enjoy the experience.

The band launched into the next song, playing the lesser known tunes and less mainstream hits than a regular concert. The audience appeared more than pleased with the selections of the night. Jon took a break while Richie played a couple songs from one of his albums. Jon emerged afterward on a platform in the middle of the floor, and launched into Bed of Roses. A lucky fan got a dance, leaving her shaking as she went back to her seat. Katie watched it all, not feeling one bit of jealousy. She knew he was a true performer and played to his audience. Hearing the song caused her to blush slightly, when she remembered him singing to her in Rockport.

Nearly three hours after the show began, and two encores, the stage lights went down for a final time. A staff member quickly escorted them around the stage to the back where the band was gathered, toweling off and chugging water.

Jon joined Katie, giving her a quick kiss."I would hug you, but I am kind of stinky." He apologized.

She started laughing, giving Becca a knowing glance. Becca started laughing along with her, unable to stop. Still drugged up on adrenaline the two of them laughed until they had tears running down their cheeks.

Finally able to recover, Katie looked at Jon, "Sorry. Inside joke."

Jon just shook his head as he took a swig of water. "So what did you think? Do you think it was a success? Did we please the masses?" Jon inquired.

Katie nodded, "I think you more than pleased the masses. It was the most amazing night." She said, "Thank you!"

"My pleasure, baby." He drawled, giving her a lazy smile. She took a moment to admire his sweaty self, then turned to find the kids. All four of them were lounging on a sofa, looking completely exhausted.

Jon noticed the kids as well. He knew his were going back to his parents' house with his mom. But doubted Katie's would make it through the after party.

"Baby, we are having an after party at a joint owned by a friend of mine. I understand if you guys don't want to come by, but you're welcome if you want to." Jon offered.

Carol overheard and piped up, "The kids seem to be getting along famously. Why don't I take them all back to our place. If they are willing, of course."

Katie pondered the idea for a moment and nodded, "If they want to, I don't see a problem. I don't have any clothes for them with me, though."

"I have tons of things for Jon's kids, I am sure something would fit." Carol offered.

"Ok, then. If they want to, I'm fine with it. Are you sure it isn't a problem?" Katie asked tentatively.

"Not at all, dear. You kids go out and have a good time." Carol said, then walked over to the kids.

The kids all seemed excited at the prospect, even Steph nodded, willingly even if not totally enthused. Katie thought she could just be tired, though, like the rest of them. She went over to talk to the them and make arrangements for the next day. Carol said she would drop them off at the penthouse after lunch. After hugs and promises to be good, Carol and the kids were accompanied by Jon's body guard on their way to a waiting car. Jon and the rest of the band excused themselves for quick showers in the locker rooms before they headed out to the bar. Becca and Katie chatted with Obie while they waited. After everyone was freshened up, the limo took them to a local bar, owned by a good friend of the band. It was closed to the public that night. Katie learned from Jon that they used to play there occasionally when they were just starting out. Katie sat back in the buttery leather seat snuggling up next to Jon. She smiled as she thought about the night, feeling like she was sort of living in a dreamland. One she hoped never to wake up from. The limos, the star treatment, being backstage. All of it was still a bit surreal to her. Exchanging glances with Becca, she could tell Becca was thinking the same thing.

Arriving at the bar, the limo pulled into the alley next to it. They got out and entered through a side door, trying to avoid any further encounters. They were greeted by and introduced to the owner and staff. He led them to the back of the bar, seating them at a large round table. David sat down and pulled Becca into his lap, while Jon sat next to Katie. Jon let out a deep sigh as he sank back into the chair.

She put her hand on top of his and smiled. "You look a bit tuckered out there, cowboy."

He nodded, "Not as young as I used to be. And that was a long night. I loved it, but I am tired." He admitted. It sure didn't show when he was up on stage, running from one side to the other, dancing and shaking like he did, she thought.

Drink orders were taken and the old jukebox cranked up. After a few sips of wine Jon perked up. He stood up taking Katie's hand and pulled her out to the dance floor just as a Frank Sinatra song came on. Dave and Becca followed suit.

After a while Becca came over to Katie, "Kat, David invited me back to his place. You don't mind, do you?" She asked, knowing Katie must want to spend some time with Jon as well.

Katie shook her head as a giant yawn took over. "Oh, gosh. No, go. Come by the penthouse after lunch. I think we are all meeting there." Katie said, hoping Jon didn't have any plans after the bar.

Jon noticed David and Becca leaving, and gave Katie a hug, whispering in her ear, "Does this mean you are all mine now?" he growled.

"If you will have me." She smiled up at him.

"I can't think of anything I want more. Let's get out of here, huh?" He all of a sudden looked very impatient. They bid Tico, Richie and the rest of the crew goodnight. Christoph dropped them back to the penthouse, stopping at the hotel so Katie could pick up a few things. Once inside the penthouse they went directly to the bedroom.

Jon sat Katie on the edge of the bed, "Before we turn in, I have something for you, Kat." Jon said, "I'll be right back."

He left her wondering what he was up to now. She had a sudden realization that with the excitement of the weekend and all, she had totally forgotten it was Valentines Day. He came back into the bedroom and sat next to her. From behind his back he handed her a long black box.

She looked at him, sheepishly. "I don't have anything for you. I forgot! I feel like such a heel." she said, taking the box.

"Oh, darlin'. You have given me the best gift I could ever hope for. Looking out there tonight knowing you were there, is the only gift I ever need." He said, leaning in to kiss her deeply. He sat back, "Now open it, will you?" he said, smiling impatiently.

She pulled the red ribbon off and lifted off the top. She let out a gasp when she saw the gift. A diamond hugs and kisses style bracelet lay nestled in the box. "Oh my God, Jon." She exclaimed, looking up at him, her emerald eyes sparkling as brightly as the diamonds. "It's beautiful."

She couldn't say anything else, so leaned over and kissed him, hoping he could feel her thanks. He returned the kiss, pulling her into his arms. Eventually he pulled back, and taking the box from her, took out the bracelet and clasped it around her wrist.

"It only compliments your beauty, Kat." he whispered, leaning her back on the bed to devour her mouth once again. They made love slowly, both exhausted from the long day.

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