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Surf's Up!	By : strawberrytatoo Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Metallica Views: 1545 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Metallica. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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“Hey Val, I’m really sorry about earlier. I guess I don’t really wake up until I get my coffee.”

“No problem.” I said and indicated the coffee pot. Just made some, go nuts.” Rob smiled at me and poured his coffee. I used the oppurtunity to study him. He seemed ‘normal’ again, not uncomfortable anymore. I decided to shrug it off, chances were it was just what he said, he wasn’t really awake yet.

“I had a good time last night.” Rob said after he had taken his first sip of coffee.

“I bet you’re only saying that because you managed to scare me.”

“You really don’t need to be scared, I bet there arn’t even canibals in this area anymore.” He teased.

“I’m not worried about them, they’ll go for you first.” I smirked

“Really, why?”

“Cause you’re bigger then me. They won’t want a tiny little thing like me if they can get their hands on a surfer monkey.”

“I guess you’re right.” Rob chuckled. “Will you be ok today?”

“Yeah, i’m going to be in the shop, why?”

“No reason, I just have to go to Venice for a couple days. Lawyer meetings and stuff, but I guess Kirk is here if you need somebody.”

“I’ll be fine, don’t worry. Have fun in Venice.”

Rob kissed me on the cheek, and left. I looked at my watch. 9:30, I had to get going.

“Kirk? Lani? I called as I was about to leave. Kirk called that he was coming.

“You’re going to work?” He asked when he saw me, car keys in hand. I nodded.
Kirk grabbed his jacket “I’m going with you.” He said, opening the door for me.

“But why?”

“Just to make sure things are alright, Steve was pretty threatening on the phone.”

“Well I doubt the shop is what he would trash, if that was what he was going to do.” I said doubtfully.

We got in my car, and drove to the shore. When we got there things looked normal, but when I walked in and turned on the lights, I saw that most of the boards had been spray painted.
Gasping in horror, I walked around surveying the damage. Thankfully it were only the first boards in each row that had gotten sprayed. One said in big letters “Slut” All of a sudden, it was like all the strain from the last couple of days since Steve had hit me came bubbling to the surface. I grabbed the board, and started smashing it against the floor in a white hot fury.

“Fucking” thump “asshole” thump “bastard!” As I screamed the last word, I threw what was left of the board to the floor, and covered my face with my hands.

I felt Kirk putting his arms around me, and saying soothingly “don’t worry babes, it will all be fine.” My shoulders started to shake. I lifted my face and gave into almost hysterical giggles. Kirk looked at me alarmed.

“Val, you ok?” He asked. I stopped giggling to sigh heavily.

“I’m fine Kirk, it’s just if I don’t laugh, I’ll cry. And you don’t want a flood on your hands now do you?”

“So good of you to spare me.” Kirk said pulling his phone out of his pocket. “I’m calling the cops ok, you need to report this.”

I nodded mutely and walked to the back area, and saw that he hadn’t touched anything there. Seeing my jeans I had left there, I switched into them quickly. Moving into the bathroom, I smoothed some of the tinted facecream on my face, and added mascara. I knew I was just doing anything to keep from really thinking about what had happened. I went to the counter and opened the cash register, empty. Big surprise. I sat down on a stool and tried to think about how much I should tell the police. Kirk came over and sat down next to me, putting his arm around my shoulders comfortingly. I leaned into him and sighed heavily.

“Wanna go to Hawaii?” I asked him.

“Sure when do you want to go?”

“Preferably before the cops get here.”

Kirk laughed softly. “Sorry babes, that might prove difficult, I think thats them pulling up.”

“This is shaping up to be a eight donut day.” I told Kirk, standing up to unlock the door for the cops.

They walked around the shop, writing down the damage, then turned to me for questioning.

“Well, Ms. Perez, do you know who did this?”

“I’m pretty sure it’s my ex boyfriend.”

“Any reason?”

“We had a bad fight over the weekend, and I left and didn’t come back home. That might have ticked him off.”

“Did he have the keys for the shop?”

“Yeah, we ran it together.”

“Did he hit you during this fight?”

“Once, thats why I left. I’m not going to press charges, but I want a restraining order.”

“We’re going to need you to come up to the station for a full statement then, and you need to sign the papers. You also need to keep your shop closed for today, we are going to dust for fingerprints to make sure.”

“Sure no problem.” I turned to Kirk “You should go home Kirk, this is going to take a while.”

“You’re going to need a ride home.”

“I’ll call you when this is over, ok?”

He agreed, took my car keys and left. I followed the cops out and got in the back seat of their car.

“No chance I could get a paper bag or something?” I asked hopefully. One of the officers actually laughed. “Sorry miss.”

We arrived at the police station, and they led to an office of sorts where they took my statement. Also, the paperwork for the restraining order, which I gladly signed.
When I was done it was almost noon, and I called Kirk at home. Lani answered.

”Hey Lani it’s me. Kirk tell you what happened?”

“Yeah, he said you had been arrested, the last he saw of you was you riding in the backseat of a police car.”

“Very funny.” I laughed. “The restraining order is ready, thank god. I guess some good came of this.”

“Yeah thats good news. So you need a ride home?”

“That would be nice.”

“How about I come and get you, and we go out for lunch?” Lani suggested.

“Wow thats really nice of you Lani.” I said slightly surprised. Lani had always been very nice to me, but I kind of thought maybe it was just because I was Kirks friend.

“Ok, I’ll be there in a little while.” She said and hung up.
Lani pulled up a few minutes later in a sporty black car, I got in quickly and off we were.

“Any place special you want to go?” Lani asked.

“No, I’m up for anything. You have any ideas?”

Lani smiled “I’d really go for a juicy burger.”

“I can’t believe you!” I said in mock shock. “Are you sure I won’t tell Kirk on you?”

“I’ll take my chances” She said with a chuckle. “Actually I’m not that strict a vegitarian. Kirk does it mainly for health reasons, and I’ve gotten used to it. But every now and then I’ll have a burger or steak. Kirk even joins me on very special occasions.”

She pulled up to a Hard Rock Cafe. “This ok?”

“Yeah, the burgers here are great!”

We went in, were promptly seated, and we both ordered the deluxe burger.
As we were waiting for our order, I decided this was a good time as any for the talk I had been meaning to have with Lani.

“Listen Lani, I’ve been staying at your place for a couple days now, and I just wanted to say thank you, again. I mean, you didn’t even know me when Kirk brought me to your home, and you’ve been so nice to me.”

“You don’t have to thank me, Val, it’s been nice having you around.”

“I also want to make sure that you know, with me and Kirk, there isn’t, I mean, I don’t....we’re just friends, nothing else.” I finished finally. Dammit, I had that all prepared in my head, and had almost stammered!

“It’s fine Val, I know.” I raised my eyebrows questioningly.
“Well, first of all I know Kirk. We’ve been together for years, he’s crap at hiding things from me. If he wanted you I would have seen it in his face when he was around you. And besides that, I really don’t think you would be ready for a relationship with a married man so soon after that horrible relationship you just ended. But thank you for talking to me, alot of woman wouldn’t have had the guts to do that. I know you and Kirk are friends, and I’d like for us to be friends as well.”

“I’m glad thats out of the way, and I would definatly want you as my friend too.”

We grinned at each other, and clicked our beer glasses together before taking the sip.

“So whats the deal with Rob?” I asked suddenly when we were halfway through our burgers.

“What do you mean?”

“Is he for real? He’s been so nice to me, although I havn’t even known him long.”

“Well thats Rob for you, he either likes a person or he dosn’t, and if he does then he’s your buddy and thats that. Very straightforward guy. And he’s been a godsend for Kirk.”

“Really?”

“Oh yeah, Kirk has changed a lot since Rob joined the band. Kirk wasn’t nearly as open with people as he is now. Since he and Rob have been hanging out and going surfing together Kirk has met alot of people he probably wouldn’t have talked to otherwise.”

“Wow, thats great.”

“Yeah, they are good for each other.” Lani smiled fondly, lost in thought for a moment.

“So what are you going to do about your things?” Lani suddenly asked me as we were silently picking at our fries.

“Well, I was hoping I could get Kirk, or somebody to come with me, just in case he’s there. It could turn ugly if he catches me there alone.”

She nodded, and got her phone out from her purse. “Why don’t I just call him now?”

“Sure, I guess there’s no time like the present.” I said trying to ignore the dread growing in my stomache.

“Ok, Kirk will meet us in front of your house, and he’s bringing James.” Lani said when she had finished her conversation. “So we better get going.”

I nodded, so we paid for our lunch and went back to the car, and I gave her directions to my house. The ride took much less time then I would have liked, we were there in a matter of minutes.

I sat in the car for a while, looking at place I had called home for years. It seemed dark and deserted and I had to wonder where Steve was.

“Stop that!” I chided myself and stepped out of the car. An old dodge with a custom paint job parked behind us. James and Kirk got out of the car and walked towards us. I checked James out subtly, he looked every bit as good as my memory claimed. The night at that club had become almost surreal to me, how James had touched me, his eyes meeting mine as he gave me a secret smile. And the kiss. At the mere sight of him the inside of my stomache had come to life, butterflies everywhere, and my heartbeart quickened. I had been so sure it was the booze that stirred those feeling in me that night, but he had just as powerful an effect on me now.

“You ok babes?” Kirk asked me.

“Yeah I guess, this isn’t my idea of a fun afternoon though.”

“Kirk said you needed a big strong guy to kick some ass for you.” James said, slipping his arm around my waist, his blue eyes twinkling with mischief.

“Yeah, I wonder where he is?” I asked innocently.

He let out a short laugh, and started guiding me towards the house.

“Do you think he’ll be home soon?”

“No idea, he could be anywhere since the shop is closed.”

I let myself in with my key but almost gagged at the alcohol fumes that hit me when I walked in. James and Kirk coughed but bravely moved deeper into the house. The smell was coming from the livingroom.
Steve had obviously used that room most, there were a few opened bottles of booze, not all were empty and I noticed the stains on the carpet, he had obviously spilled quite a bit. There was an ashtray with a few cigarette butts, and the remains of a couple joints.

“He’s been having fun.” I said dryly, surveying the scene in front of me.

“Now this smells like home.” James said to Kirk, chuckling. I went into the bedroom, grabbing my suitcase and put it on the bed. I heard James tell Kirk to watch the windows for ‘the bastard’ and then footsteps get closer.

“I told Kirk to keep his eyes open, and I’m going to be your bodyguard.”

I shot him my best sceptical look.

“Hey, a pretty little thing like you needs a bodyguard.” He said grinned, letting his eyes study me as I struggled with my suitcase.

“Let me do that darlin’, you go and get your things.”
He took the lock out of my hands and got in open in the first try.

“Showoff.” I told him before going into the livingroom with him fast on my heels.
I gathered various books, CDs and DVDs and dumped them in the suitcase. Next I went to my desk, where my computer was and selected a few CDs, along with my camera and charging stand. Next to go was my photo albums, and pictures I had in frames or on the wall.
By now the suitcase was almost full, I added a small box I had in my dresser and then went to my closet.

“You really don’t have to follow me around you know.” I said to James. I could literally feel him standing behind me, his eyes watching me.

“It ain’t exactly a hardship, darlin’” He drawled, smiling at me when I turned with a couple of jackets in my arms.

“Does he drive a old blue pickup truck?” Kirk called from the living room.

“Yeah.”

“Then we got trouble.”

In a flash, James took the jackets from my arms, put them in the suitcase and handed it to Kirk.

“Take Val to the car, now.” He told him.

Kirk grabbed my hand and we started for the backdoor.

“What about you?” I asked James.

“This is the ass kicking part of the job description.”

I could tell he was looking forward to this, his eyes were cold as ice, but a small menacing smile was on his lips.

Before I could ask James not to hurt him, Kirk had dragged me out of the backdoor. We heard the front door open and close, Steve was inside. Kirk and I quickly walked to where Lani was waiting. I got in the passenger seat, and Kirk put my suitcase in the backseat.

“You better get going girls. I’m going to wait for James.”

Seeing my worried expression, Kirk added “It’s ok Val, James isn’t going to hurt him. Just warn him to leave you alone.”

I nodded, he said goodbye to Lani and we were off.

Steve walked into his house to find alot of things missing, and a man sitting in his livingroom.

“Who the fuck are you, and what are you doing here? Breaking and entering is a crime buddy.” Steve demanded

“Oh I didn’t break anything to get in. My friend Val had a key, I was helping her get some of her things.” James said in a calm tone of voice.

“And what right do you think you have to help my woman?”

“Your ‘woman’?” James snorted. “Buddy lemme tell you something. She isn’t yours anymore. Do you see her stuff here? No. Because she took it all to my place.” James thought a fib would work best in this situation.

“You the hell do you think you are taking her like this?”

“Well I’m sorry if I don’t feel sorry for you scumbag, but here’s a piece of advice from me to you. If you want to keep a woman, don’t fucking hit her. You see, when I saw her with a big bruise on her face, I got this great idea, to give you a matching one.”

Steve’s demeanor had changed from pissed off to wary. While James had been talking, he had slowly walked closer to Steve, and was now leering over him.

“You cannot just come over here and try to scare me asshole. Get the hell out of here. And you better leave Val alone.”

“Or what?” James said in a voice so low Steve had to strain to hear him.

Before he could answer, a fist flew into his jaw with such force he staggered back several steps, before finally slumping down to the floor.
Blood trickled from his mouth and he seemed a little dazed. James stood in front of him, fists clenched almost daring him to move.

“Now I am going to tell YOU what you cannot do fucker. You cannot come near Val, or contact her in any way. She gets the shop, and you cannot go near there either. If she wants this house you are to haul ass immediatly. If you don’t, I’ll come here again and give you a hand, get what I mean?”

Steve took a swing at James from where he was lying, and missed by a mile.
James sidestepped it easily, and punched him again on the other side of his face this time. Steve’s head snapped back against the wall, and he lost conciousness.
Rubbing his knuckles slightly, James walked out, and to the car with Kirk waiting.

“I was just about to go in and see if you needed help man.” He said as James got in the car.

“Help me kick his ass? Not likely. I was just pursuading him to leave her alone, it just took a little while for him to change his mind.”

“You mean you beat him to a pulp and scared him off.” Kirk chuckled.

“Didn’t even need to, he was a weak little fucker. Let’s go to your house, I want to tell her things are ok now.”

“You ok?” Lani asked me.

“Yeah, I think so. It’s just so strange, but walking out of there I got such a feeling of relief.”

“Well, my guess is you were probably unhappier then you realised.”

“Could be...hey can we go shopping?”

“Sure anyplace in particular?”

“Not really, I need everything. Well except jackets” I giggled “He came back just as I was starting to get my clothes. All I got were two jackets.” I explained.

“This is gonna be fun.” Lani grinned. “A new wardrobe is a big pick me up.”

“No kidding” I laughed.

We went to the mall, and hit Victoria’s Secret first thing. I picked out a bunch of lacy bras and thongs in pink, red, blue, green and black, along with tank tops and girlie boxers to sleep in.
Next stop was a sports store. There I picked a a few bikinis, all in bright colors and then straight to the pants section were they had the sweatpants that I wore so much.

“No way” Lani protested giggling. “You’re actually buying more of those?”

“These arn’t just any sweatpants you know.” I said indignantly “These are actually made with surfer chicks in mind. See how thin the material is?”
Lani took the pants from me and studied them.

“Ok they have my approval.”

“I rolled my eyes at her “You’re too kind. So, what colors?”

We picked out a few in bright colors to go with my bikinis, and I handed over my poor credit card.

“You ok for money? You’ve spent quite alot today.” Lani asked.

“I’ll be fine, the shop has been doing good and I have savings.”

We wandered around, stopping in a store that sold only jeans. Finding jeans I liked took some time, but almost an hour later we emerged, four jeans in my bag and two in Lani’s. We walked around, going in alot of shops to pick out t-shirts, tank tops and sweaters. My personal favorite of the shirts was a black one with pink writing ‘I’m still a virgin’ and then in smaller writing under that ‘but this is an old shirt.’
We ended in a large Macy’s store, where Lani insisted I get make up and some purfume.

“I don’t even wear makeup unless I’m going out” I complained good naturedly to Lani.

“Honey, believe me hanging out with these guys, you’re going to be going out alot”

We went to the Maxfactor counter, Lani picked up alot of things, telling me that I needed them and then we picked up a CK and Hugo Boss purfume.

“Ok, now we are going home!” I said when I we finally left the store.

“Sure, now you’ve got everything you need.” Lani said, grinning.

Lani and I had to go two trips to the house with my suitcase and all my bags. Kirk and James stood, watching us when we got back from the second trip.

“I guess I don’t need to ask what you were doing.” Kirk commented dryly.

“Most of these are Vals, honest.” Lani said trying to look innocent.

“You really went nuts, huh?” James asked me, clearly amused.

“I had a good excuse.” I assured him. Picking up my suitcase and a couple of bags, I started for the stairs. I had barely gotten two steps when James stopped me, taking the suitcase and bags from me.

“This is way too heavy for a little thing like you, let me help.” Without waiting for me to answer he was off, striding away on his long legs. I stood still, checking out his butt for a moment before I gave myself a mental smack.
“Snap out of it.” Inner Voice told me sternly. Sighing heavily, I grabbed what was left of the bags and headed up the stairs to my room. James was already there, making friends with Jerry when I got there. I closed the door behind me and put my bags on the bed.

“So, what happened with Steve?”

“He’s fine babe, I just warned him to stay the hell away from you. I also fibbed you were living with me, figured that couldn’t hurt.”

“You didn’t hit him?”

“Well....”

“Dammit James!”

He threw his head back and laughed at my outburst. For some reason, hearing his infectious laugh, seeing his smile was doing dangerous things to my peace of mind. The man just looked too good.

“What was I supposed to do after I saw you with that bruise? Just let him go? No way, I gave him a matching one.”

“James, you didn’t have to get revenge for me.”

“I know, I just wanted to. I also told him it would be in his best interest to not go near the shop again, and offered to help him move if you want the house.”

“You make it sound so..harmless.” I said laughing.

“I am!” His offended expression just made me laugh harder. He stood up, cupping my chin in his hand and lifted my face so he could look in my eyes.

“You’re very pretty when you laugh.” He said quietly, his thumb stroking my cheek ever so gently. Gazing into his eyes, they were a shade darker now then I had seen them before.

“Th-thank you James.” I stammered breathelessly.

“No need to thank me darlin’, just sayin’ it like it is.”

“And thanks for your help today, I’m very grateful.”

“That was my pleasure. Now you can walk the streets, go to work without worrying about him ever again.”

He took another step closer to me, so that our bodies were in full contact. He leaned his head down, closer to mine and gave me a gentle kiss. Even though the kiss only lasted a few seconds, it felt like much longer, with every look, every touch and every kiss he was making me want him more. When he let go of me, I had to visibly force myself to step back and look away. Determined to ignore my beating heart and my fluttering stomache, I just smiled at him impishly.

“I got a shirt I thought you might like.” I said casually, I got one of the bags and lifted the “I’m still a virgin, but this is an old shirt” shirt from it to show James.

He chuckled “Thats cute.” He looked at it, then my and raised his eyebrows suggestively.

“Ok...maybe not the right message there” I thought to myself. Flustered, I gathered all my clothes together to take to the wash.

“You’re not going to show me what else you bought?”

“It’s only clothes, James.”

“I see one bag thats very interesting....” He said. His innuendo was totally lost on me.

“Which one?”

He walked over, took the Victoria’s Secret bag, and dumped the contents on the bed.
He let out a wolf whistle, and picked up a red thong.

“Tell me babe, how do these work?” He asked innocently.

I was willing to bet I would burst into flames at any point, no way could it get more mortifying then this.

“James, stop it! You are just trying to embarrass me!”

He grinned wickedly “Any excuse to see your underwear darlin’”

I felt my cheeks heat up, because I could clearly picture me, standing in front of James in those panties, and nothing else.
I think James was having the same thought, because our gazes met, and held for a heartbeat before I looked away.
“Ok two ways to handle this” I thought sternly to myself “Either act all prime and proper, or brazen it out.”

I took the thong from James matter of factly and twirled the flimsy fabric around on my finger.

“Who knows Het, play your cards right and you could even try these on sometime. That would be fun actually...my own private fashion show” I flashed him a grin and gathered all the underwear up, and rushed out to the laundry room. As I left the room I heard a slight choking sound come from James, that made me smile gleefully.
When I came back in the room, James was sitting on the bed, a small smile playing on his lips.
I opened up my suitcase and took out my books, lining them up on my counter. When I turned around James was rifling through my cd collection.

“You have a very weird taste in music babe.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Pink, Alanis Morrisette, Skunk Anansie, Alice in Chains and TLC!” This dosn’t even make sense. And then you have all the tallica CDs, so I guess I have to forgive you.”

“Liking many kinds of music is a good thing James.”

“TLC?”

“Hey, that’s their best album”

“Lets take our time, Do it again...what is this?” He asked reading the back of the cd case.

“Called sexy music Het. You should try listening to it.”

He looked me with clear interest in his expression. “This gets you in the mood?”

I laughed slightly self conciously “I’m not telling you that Het.”

I decided it would be best to ignore him considering what direction this conversation was taking. I took a bunch of photo albums and put them in a drawer.

“Can I see them?” He asked when he noticed what it was I was holding.

“Um no, not now.” Seeing his questioning look, I added “Need to burn the pics of the bastard first.”
I’m not sure if he believed me, but he didn’t press the issue.

“Wanna go and find something to eat?” I suggested.

“Hungry from your shopping spree huh?” He teased.

“Just a little.” I opened the door, letting Jerry out and James followed and we all made our way to the kitchen.

We found a note pinned to the fridge. “Gone out for dinner guys, help yourselves here if you want.”

“How long were we up there, anyway?” I asked James after I read the note.

“Long enough for them to run away I guess.” He said chuckling. “Hey, how about I take you out for dinner? Or we could order in?”

“Order in, I have no clothes to wear.”

James shot me a geniunly surprised look. “Uh...what about all those clothes you just bought?”

Seeing his face I couldn’t help but giggle, he was too cute when he was all confused.

“This isn’t some girl thing, I have to wash them first.” I explained.

“Ahh ok. Man I was worried there for a minute.”

Rolling my eyes I said “How about a pizza and some beer, oh and maybe a movie?”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah why?”

“I have just never met a girl that would actually suggest that.”

“It’s my idea of a perfect date Het.” I said grinning, but as soon as the word ‘date’ left my mouth I wanted to slap myself.

“Easy to please, I like that.” He said, thankfully not reading anything into my date remark. “Movie preferance?”

“Anything but a romantic comedy.” I said, the Bridget Jones fiasco still fresh in my mind. I had been squirming with desire over a man who was pretty much just trying to stay awake over a chick flick. I wasn’t eager for a repeat performance, no matter my raging hormones.

“Awesome. So I can get a movie with alot of killing in it?”

“Sure, go nuts” I laughed. “How about you run out and get the food and movie, I desperatly need a bath.”

“You sure you don’t need any help there darlin’?” James said, grinning wolfishly.

“Hardly.” I snorted.

I gave him my copy of the house key, and he kissed me hurriedly before he left.
I walked up the stairs to my bathroom, and turned the shower on.
I put my clothes in a heap in the corner to wash, and then looked down at my left hands. I still wore Steve’s ring, the diamond sparkling happily in the light, mocking me, I felt at the moment. With a heavy sign, I pulled it off to reveal the telltale white mark behind, my hand was so tanned from spending time at the beach that the mark the ring left was almost as obvious as the ring itsself had been. I rubbed my finger, irritated and left the ring on the bathroom counter. With a final glance at it, I stepped out the shower, shaving my legs and other vital areas, then I washed my hair and washed all over with a bar of soap. I got out and towelled off quickly, and applied raspberry scented body lotion all over. The only clean ‘clothes’ I had left was a bikini, so I pulled that on and added a tallica shirt from the closet. I combed out my hair, letting it dry on it’s own and hurried downstairs. I was sure James would be back by now. Sure enough I heard somebody moving around in the kitchen. Opening the door, I was treated to a backside view of James as he got plates and glasses out. A large pizza box was sitting on the counter along with two six-packs of budweiser. I opened the blockbuster bag, and had to laugh when I saw his choice, Die Hard.

“You sure you want to watch this?” I asked him innocently.

“Yeah, why?”

“Well, Bruce Willis is pretty fine in this one, hope you don’t feel threatened or anything.”

“Arn’t we cheeky.” He murmered as he handed me my glass, his hands touching mine for longer then neccesary. He finally let go and I took a big sip of the cold beer. His eyes were still studying me, and when I lowered my glass he noticed my ringless finger.

“So you took it off?” He asked, nodding at my hand.

I looked down and studied my finger for a moment, it felt so naked. “Yeah I guess it was time.” I whispered.

He closed the space between us and gathered me in his arms, resting his head on top of mine and stroking my back comfortingly. “It gets better, darlin’, I promise.”

I was leaning against his body with my head against his neck, his masculine scent invading my senses, making my body just this much more tense. Hearing what he said, it took me a minute to get my brain working enough to discern the note of sadness in his tone, it seemed like he knew from personal experience.

“I thought you were happily married?”

“Married, barely. Happily? Not anymore. It’s all turning to shit and I don’t what to do.”

“Wanna tell me about it?” I snuggled closer to him and linked my arms behind his back. Somehow having a personal conversation like this was easier without eyecontact.

“I’ll try, but it will probably sound a little dumb. When we first got married, things were great, she toured with me and we had a great time, but when she had Cali, she stayed home. When I first went on tour the problems started. I was drinking with the guys backstage, there would be a few groupies and shit. She would hear about it, there would be fighting. It got worse, and then after I got home things were tense, I got restless and started going out with the guys for a drink, she didn’t like that much either. Then she had Castor, he’s just over a year old.”

“Hows things now?”

“Pretty bad darlin’. She says if I want to keep my family, I have to stop drinking. Then I got angry, and told her if she couldn’t accept me like I was I didn’t need her. It got worse after that, and it ended with her throwing me out.” He gave a rueful laugh. “God I was so full of myself, I can’t blame her. But it’s hard to be sorry now, she’s gotten herself a lawyer, and I can’t see my kids until we get the visitation rights settled.”

I squeezed him softly. “I’m really sorry to hear that James. I know the words don’t mean much, but I am.”

He cupped my chin with his hand, and lifted my head to meet his gaze. “They do darlin’, they do.”

I leaned up as much as I could, just barely able to reach his mouth. I brushed his lips with mine lightly, feeling his hands gripping me tighter I grew bolder running my tongue along his bottom lip before slipping it into his warm mouth, bringing his tongue to play with mine. A rush of heat shot through me, the feel of his hard body against mine, his hands gripping me to him and his mouth on mine made my knees weak with desire.

James finally broke the kiss, breathing slightly heavily. In a slightly raspy voice, he murmered against my ear.
“Although you taste real sweet darlin’ I think we should have some food and then maybe making ourselves more comfortable before continuing this.”
I nodded, not quite trusting my voice and reluctently moved away from him to open the pizza box.
“I hope you got extra cheese.” I finally managed to say, hoping to lighten the mood a bit. I glanced at him, his eyes dark with desire and unspoken promise, and fell silent again.

We sat down at the kitchen table with our pizza and beer, and dug in.

“So how are you doing, with things?” He asked, nodding at my hand.

“A little sad, but also a little relieved.”

“Things were that bad huh?”

“It’s hard to desribe. He always treated me well, and things were good, but the last couple of years things have been getting worse and worse. That night was just the long awaited explosion, i guess.”

“What happened?”

I sighed, wondering if I should tell him the whole truth. But seeing him sitting there, his eyes filled with concern for me I couldn’t be anything but honest with him.

“It started when I had a miscarriage three years ago. We were so happy about the baby, so it was hard when it happened. I didn’t want another baby, wasn’t ready yet, but Steve wanted to try again right away. I stopped sleeping with him, and things just started getting worse. It wasn’t just the sex of course, it was the total abstence of intamacy. I couldn’t let him touch me, hug me for fear of it leading to something more.”

His eyes widened but remained silent.

“We did give it a shot after a year though, but things were never the same.” I shrugged “So there you have it.”

“Thats very sad Val. I couldn’t imagine my life without my babies, they are my life you know? To lose a child like that is just...” James’ voice trailed off. He gripped my hand with his and gave me a look of such compassion I had to fight back the lump in my throat. This is not the time for losing it I warned myself sternly.

“I’m fine now James, really I am. This is a new start for me, and I intend to use it well.” I said and winked at him.

The conversation was on lighter notes after that, and we chatted easily while eating. When we finished the pizza we had also finished one of the six packs and since I wasn’t much of a drinker the three beers had mellowed me out. We each took another beer, and the movie into the living room. James popped the movie in the dvd player, dimmed the lights, and sat down next to me. He put his arm casually over my shoulders, and kissed the top of my head before pushing play. I leaned my head on his shoulder, thinking I might as well get comfy.

As we were sitting there, comfortably slouched against each other, watching Bruce Willis bleed on TV I found I couldn’t concentrate on the movie at all. What James had said about making us more comfortable before continuing was running through my mind over and over again. I became sensitive to his every touch, his fingers absetmindedly stroking my arm up and down was becomg highly erotic, and the heat from his thigh pressed to mine was getting uncomfortingly hot.

I sneaked a peak at James, and studied the strong line of his jaw, accented by his sideburns, his lips looked every bit as soft as I remembered. Remembering the way he kissed me turned out to be a big mistake, I squirmed slightly thinking how I’d like him to kiss me again. Hu must have felt me squrm, or my eyes on him because he chose that moment to look down at me. Our eyes met for a heartstopping moment, before he looked away again a slight smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
I tryed to watch the movie, but I kept glancing up at James which effectively ruined my concentration. I reached up to touch his face with my hand, my finger trailing the line of his jaw, and his facial hair. The contrast fascinated me, his skin so soft to the touch, his lips softer still and then his course facial hair.

“Are you asking for trouble darlin’?” James said in a low voice.

“Why?” I asked in my best innocent voice

“Cause if you keep that up, you’re definalty gonna get it”

I didn’t say a word, instead I sat up and then straddled him so we were face to face. I took his wrist in my hands, holding them over his face and leaned in so our noses were almost touching. I kissed him on the mouth lighty, then his cheek. I moved down to his neck and nibbled gently.
Moving back to his mouth, I kissed him again more firmly this time.
James hadn’t said a word, but his eyes were locked on mine, his gaze so intense I almost went up in smoke.

I sucked his earlobe for a moment, before whispering.

“What about now Het? Are you going to give me trouble?”

“Baby you ain’t seen nothing yet.” He grinned wolfishly. In a flash he had broken free of my flimsy hold of his hands and pinned me beneath him on the sofa.
His mouth ravished mine in a kiss that meant business, and he ground against me with his whole body, making my every nerve ending tingle. His hold on my arms was firm, he wasn’t letting me go. Instead he used his mouth to drive me wild, planting kisses on my mouth, cheek and neck. Sometimes he nibbled on my skin, and sometimes he suckled gently, careful to not leave a mark.

“James...” I whimpered.

“What baby?”

“Please, James”

“Please what?” He growled, biting my shoulder slighty harder then he had before making me gasp.

In my haze of pleasure, I had totally forgotten about his question, the only thing that mattered now were the sensations he was making me feel.

“Tell me what you want darlin’”

His tongue was sliding down my neck, dangerously close to the swell of my breast.

“You, James”

“Louder darlin’”

“I...want...you.” I said between panting breaths.

He stood up, and lifted me to him as if I weighed nothing. “Hold on.”
My arms went around his neck, my legs around his waist and away we went. He carried me all the way to the bedroom. He placed me on the bed gently with him still on top of me, I took advantage of my free hands and grabbed at the shirt he wore, trying to get it off him. Since he still hadn’t moved off me, my attempts were futile. He sat up just long enough to get the shirt off, and then off went mine. Seeing the bikini underneath, he started to laugh.

“It was either this or nothing.” I told him and I undid the clasp of the bra and threw it to the floor.

“Nothing is much better darlin’”

He ran his hands up my stomache, his hands almost covering the entire area. When he got to my breasts, he took hold af each and held them together, taking first one nipple in his mouth, then the other.

I was almost certain he was burning me, the heat from his mouth was so intense.

I had been gripping his arms, but I couldn’t bear another minute of this. I reached down, undid the clasp of his belt buckle and unzipped his jeans and gave a tug. Given that my arms barely reached to his waist from my position, the pants didn’t move far.

“Lose the pants James.”

“Yes ma’am.” He grinned and complied with my order. When he lay down beside me again, I gripped his hard shaft with my hand, slowly, tantilisingly moving up and down.

He inhaled sharply, and a slight shudder went through his body. I picked up the pace a little and he moaned slightly.

I felt his hands tug at my bikini bottom, he pushed them down slightly and then his fingers went back up my leg, stroking the wetness between them.
My hand stilled, it was all I could do not moan out loud. He slipped a single finger into me, and I could feel his eyes on me as I arched my back in pleasure.
Moving in and out of me slowly he used his other hand to stroke the rest of my body within his reach.

“Mmm...oh god Jame-” My words ended in a gasp as he slipped another finger in.

“So wet for me baby, does that mean you want more?” He whispered seductivly.

“Yes, James” I managed to say breathlessly.

He removed his hand, chuckling at my whimper of protest. He covered me with his body and entered me slowly. My legs instictively went up around his waist, abling him to delve deeper into me.

He thrust into me again more firmly this time and tangled his hands in my hair.

“Oh god you feel good darlin’” He murmered, starting to breathe more heavily.
Words were beyond me at this point, my whole body felt on fire and the heat between my legs continued to grow from his thrusts, I could feel the pressure start to build inside me.
I let out a low moan, my hands gripping his shoulder tightly as I matched his rocking motions with my hips.

To delay the inevitable, I shifted slightly, and said “Hold it James.” His body stilled, and I rolled myself over him, reversing our positions. Reaching down, I held his cock still as I slided myself down on him. My hips moved slowly up and down over him, the pleasure almost overwhelming and I knew it wouldn’t be long. I kissed him, moving my tongue in time with my ever quickening hips, my hair almost like a cloak around our faces.

James started thrusting from under me, with him helping matter along like this I could no longer hold off my orgasm, I felt the first waves, growing fast in intensity.

“Oh, James, yees...” I whimpered almost incoherently as I reached the peak.

“Fuuuck, yeah baby.” He growled, thrusting harder now almost slamming against my body. With a shudder he drove into me one last time, his hands gripping me tightly against him.

I lay on top of him, still now. My body still tingling from the powerful orgasm I had just recovered from. James tucked my hair, damp from sweat behind my ears and then shifted us unto our sides. He kissed my temple and then gathered me close to him and we drifted into a dreamless sleep.
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