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Steele Dreams	By : XvBlackNo1vX Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Type O Negative Views: 3125 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Type O Negative. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Jasmine on my mind
Peter stepped out of the limo and walked into the back entrance of the hotel. The rest of the guys went out partying with some of the female groupies they had met backstage, while he came back to the hotel with a migraine that just wouldn't stop.. he felt as if his head would explode into millions of pieces at any time.
He stepped into the elevator. As it moved along slowly going up to the hotels top floor, he thought of the concert that night. It went along smoothly without any problems what so ever. The two security guys with him were talking amongst themselves about various "security issues" while he paced around the small confined car. The elevator stopped on the 3rd floor, just as the doors opened one of the guards grabbed his arm and pulled him behind them. Shielding him from any curious onlookers or possible groupies.
Leena Evans listened with mild interest to what her cousin was actually saying to her. She was still revved up from the Type O concert they had just been to an hour before hand. Granted Cindy didn't like the music and Leena would have rather to go alone than with her cousin, but her grandfather had encouraged Leena to be nice and let Cindy tag along. "Cindy will you please shut the hell up.. you've been complaining since we left your room.. it's a concert the music is supposed to be loud!"
"Well, next time I pick .. and it won't be Type A Negative or something like that or whatever they were called.. do they worship Satan or something?" asked Cindy seriously.
Leena looked at the arrow above the doors and wished silently that she were somewhere else instead of stuck with her cousin. She shot her cousin a glare. "Type O Negative and they do it all the time.. I hear they do human sacrifices backstage to Satan before each concert.. why do you think I wanted you to go back with me.. you'd sell your soul for a worthy cause wouldn't you?" Her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Cindy sneered and took a step away from her. "No but you would I'm sure.." She pulled a bottle of perfume out of her purse and proceeded to spray it all over herself.
"By the Gods Cindy, that stuff is horrible," Leena grabbed the bottle and capped it, then shoved it into her jacket pocket."you are not the only one in this elevator, you know?"
"There is nothing wrong with my perfume, it's expensive and it smells good.. much better that that jasmine body spray garbage you wear all the time!" Cindy grabbed the bottle out of Leena's pocket and tucked it into her purse again.
Peter leaned back against the wall of the slow moving elevator and grinned rather mischievously to himself. Here they were talking about his band and they had no clue he was there. From where he stood he had a pretty good glimpse of both women. The one called Cindy was a cute lil blonde who had a cute body, but dressed like a slut.
He was more fascinated by the other. Leena.
Her hair looked black, but he could see a faint glow of dark red under the bright lights. A tight pair of black jeans hugged her hips and she wore a leather jacket. The faint scent of jasmine drifted through the air. One scent he loved was that of jasmine.
As the elevator neared the top, his headache was gone and he was humming to himself. The humming turned to singing in his deep sultry voice.

"See the curtains hanging' in the window.
In the evening on a friday night.
A little light-a-shinin' through the window.
Lets me know everything's all right."
The elevator stopped at the top floor. Peter's security stepped past Leena and Cindy and waited out in the hall. One placed his hand over the door to ensure that it didn't close on them.

"Summer breeze makes me feel fine."
Immediately Leena's eyes locked onto Peter's. He took her hand in his, kissed her palm. Leaned over and whispered something in her ear and then stepped into the hall.

"Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind."
Before the doors closed he winked at her. "I'll see you later."
Leena merely nodded at him as the elevator doors closed blocking him from view.
Peter had just stepped out of the shower half an hour later when he heard a knock on his door. He opened the door and there she stood. He hesitated only for a minute as he took in the sight of her. She stepped into the room, placing her hand lightly on his chest and pushed him back as she closed the door behind them.

"Feel the arms that reach out to hold me.
In the evening when the day is through. "
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