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This Time Around	By : Daisygirl1315 Category: Reality TV > American Idol/Pop Idol Views: 11904 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Simon, when you go to the playboy mansion, have you ever cheated on Terri?" Simon was asked during his, my, and Randy’s radio interview with Howard Stern.

"No," Simon answered, mock-seriously.

"Tell the truth," Howard pressed.

"I’m telling you the truth!" Simon replied defensively.

"Oh, then why are you smiling?" Robin asked

Telling the truth, my ass!

"Simon!" I exclaimed at the same time, grabbing his attention.

I was fed up with him getting away with this lying bullshit.

This was Stern. He could at least be honest on Stern.

I doubted if this part would even make it to the television broadcast anyway.

"Simon, look at me and do not smile and tell me," I began.

"I’m not smiling," Simon grinned.

"Yes you are!!"

"I’m not smiling," Simon repeated, a huge grin plastered across his face.

"….tell me you have not cheated," I finished.

He didn’t answer my question.

"Simon, do not smile and tell me you haven’t cheated!" I repeated.

‘Will you shut up!!" he replied, anger beginning to flash in his eyes.

I backed off.

Maybe I’d gone too far.

Oops.

"So Simon, you haven’t cheated on your girlfriend," Howard repeated.

"No," Simon answered, staring me down.

I leaned back behind Randy, hiding myself from Simon’s gaze.

Shit.

~**~

"I’m sorry," I apologized the moment I stepped into Simon’s limo, having previously told my own limo driver to take my assistants and my things back to the hotel, I had "alternate transportation".

I sat down beside Simon and clasped my hands together, wringing them with nervousness.

"I didn’t mean to upset you," I continued when he didn’t respond. "It was all in good fun."

He continued to remain silent.

"I was just trying to keep you from lying," I smiled, elbowing him.

He turned to face me, his face showing no expression.

"Why? You lie all the time."

"When!?" I asked, growing defensive.

"When you tell me and other people you aren’t in love with me," he answered, a smile crossing his handsome features.

I giggled, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Well, and you try to correct me all the time! I was just trying to return the favor," I smiled, nudging him.

"I’ll give you that," he grinned.

"So are you still upset with me?" I asked after a slight pause.

"Of course I am," he replied cheekily.

"You are, huh?" I asked, moving closer to him.

"You sure?" I continued, licking my lips sensually.

"I’m sure," he answered unconvincingly as he eyed me up and down.

"Mm, how can I make it up to you?" I asked, wrapping my lips around his strong, masculine neck as I reached down, fondling his soft cock which immediately began to grow hard beneath my touch.

I could feel him melting into me, his body language contradicting the claim that he’s upset.

He pretended to contemplate my question, tapping his index finger against his bottom lip.

"Ooh, I know," he said suddenly, as if the thought had just occurred to him.

"What?" I asked, leaning back to look into his eyes.

"You could admit you’re in love with me."

I burst out laughing, rolling my eyes exaggeratedly.

A smirk threatened to curl his lips upward but he regained his composure, forcing his mouth back into a serious straight line.

"I’m serious," he said earnestly.

"If I say it will you forgive me? I asked.

"It might help," he grinned.

"You’re obsessed, you know," I giggled.

"Are you trying to make me madder at you?" he teased, his eyes now twinkling.

I paused, eyeing him warily before I made my "confession".

"Fine, I do," I admitted; ready to put this to rest once and for all.

"You do what?" he pressed.

"Love you."

"Good."

"But then again, what’s the line you always use when you’re talking about Terri?" I continued, "Oh right, ‘But I also love kittens, and puppies…’," I trailed off.

"Yeah, but see, that’s the difference," he interjected. "I don’t love Terri. But you do love me."

I giggled.

"Don’t you have something to say back, Mr. Stuck-on-himself?"

"Nope," he smirked as he reached over to tickle my knee.

This time it was my turn to pretend to be mad.

I scooted to a seat farthest from him and huffed, crossing my arms over my chest as I stared out the window.

I curled my fists into balls and clenched my jaw.

For emphasis, you know.

I could feel his eyes on me, a crooked, amused smile playing on his lips.

We were really getting too good at this game.

He moved over next to me, as close as he could possibly get.

"Haven’t you ever heard of three feet of personal space?" I asked, trying to sound annoyed.

However, to my misfortune, it hardly came out that way.

"I don’t think I have," he trailed off as he leaned his face down, his lips softly caressing my neck and jaw line.

I moaned- momentarily caught off guard.

Then I remembered I had a game to play.

"Stop Simon," I whined.

"You don’t want me to stop," he whispered softly in my ear, his hand trailing farther and farther up my inner thigh.

He halted his movements.

"Do you?"

My head was already swimming, my nerves alive and very aware of his hand inching higher and higher on my delicate skin.

He was right, I didn’t.

"Uh uh," I answered, softly shaking my head ‘no’.

"That’s what I thought," he whispered, resuming his ministrations on my neck.

The shrill ringing of Simon’s cell phone snapped us back to attention.

Simon shot a hazy glace in its direction but made no move to answer it.

Instead we just sat there, staring at the tiny black phone whose display was flashing with the name of the caller.

Which, luckily, was too far away for either of us to read.

Finally the ringing stopped and I breathed a deep sigh as Simon continued to suck and nip softly on my neck.

"Mmm, so good," I said, letting go of my "anger" as I allowed the delectable sensations to take over.

"What do you say you come to my hotel room when we get back?" he murmured as he kissed my lips softly.

"Sounds like a plan to-," I began to reply, cut off as his cell phone started ringing again.

"Just answer it Simon," I snapped, suddenly annoyed.

Sullenly he reached over and grabbed it, pressing the ‘talk’ button.

"Cowell," he answered gruffly.

"Oh, hello love," he replied, his voice softening slightly.

"Yes, we’re almost to the hotel, why?" he replied.

"Oh, you’re here? In New York?" he paused.

"Oh, you’re already at the hotel? Well….um, good. Guess we’ll see you shortly. Yes. Okay. Bye love."

Simon clicked the phone off and looked up at me with despondency.

Disappointment consumed me instantly.

Terri.
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