Chapter 29

Again, RL is a PITA! lol

Lucky followed Mike into the backstage area, wondering if this was a dream and that David really wanted to talk to her, or just send her running home crying again! She didn’t think she could cope with more heart ache.

Mike handed her a pen and a note pad, she looked at him blankly, ‘Full name and address, mobile and home phone numbers please! You are not getting away again and causing all of us untold sadness of David being a pain in the ass.’ He crossed his arms and waited, Mark told him she’d got one hell of a temper, would this bring it out?

‘Are you honestly telling me that he tried to find me?’ She looked sceptically at him.

‘I swear on all that’s holy, when he found you gone that morning, he went into melt down! He was nearly on his knees to the hotel manager beggin for your phone number, and even Jon couldn’t sway them, same with Virgin, nada. Then today he’s had us phoning every damn hotel in town just in case you had a room here. Does that tell you how bad it’s been?’

Lucky looked at Mike and the pad, heaved a sigh and began to write. As they headed toward the stage Mike asked if she needed anything. She said she could use water and the loo, not necessarily in that order; he’d laughed and showed her the ladies first then headed for the hospitality area for the drink all the time talking.

On stage David was getting antsy again, she hadn’t showed yet and he started to worry that she’d hopped the fence then headed for the nearest exit.

They finally got to the end of Bad Medicine, which meant end of round one and off for a quick change then on to the encore. David didn’t stick about for their bowing, he nearly ran off the stage much to Jon’s disgust and delight, he’d kill him later!

Mike heard them end and swore a blue streak, and grabbing Lucky’s hand he ran her down the corridor and towards the back of the stage. As they ran up one side, David ran down the other, grabbing Mark and asking him where the fuck Mike was with Lucky. Mark hadn’t a clue and followed him to his dressing area, using his radio to call Mike.

As they hit the side of the stage Jon, Richie and Tico walked off straight towards her, but no David.

Richie laughed and wrapped on arm around her, kissing her cheek. ‘Shit darlin he ran off the other side to find you! And may I say it’s wonderful to see you again, it might just save him being killed and thrown in a river somewhere!’

All Lucky could think was talk about missing each other! Jon and Tico kissed her and with Richie’s arm still about her shoulders they headed to their changing rooms.

‘Christ, talk about ships that pass in the night!’ She laughed, it seemed that fate, and David were trying to keep them apart. She heard Mike laugh and talk into his radio.

‘Oh fuck Mark tell him to calm the hell down, we’re on the way. Tell gimp he ran off the wrong side of the stage, we were on the other side.’ He waited till Mark relayed it then David came over the air.

‘Lucky darlin, just stay with the guys and I’ll see you in a minute.’ Laughing Mike told him Richie had her clamped to his side, David told him to find his own woman and get his paws of his!

Lucky rolled her eyes, but inside her heart swelled, he sounded so happy that she was there! They got to the changing areas, Richie holding her hand like he was afraid to let her go lest she get lost, she smiled then watched as David came bounding towards her at full run, nearly knocking her off her feet as he hardly stopped before yanking her into his arms and just holding her. For her own sake she grabbed onto him, she didn’t need to land on her ass in front of everyone. She buried her head into his neck breathing him in, god he smelt good!

The others cheered then quickly disappeared into their changing areas to strip off sopping shirts and a quick dry of. Lucky laughed as David carried her into his, dropped a kiss on her nose, set her to one side, all the while keeping an eye on her, he yanked his shirt off and Lucky’s mouth went dry and her eyes roamed over his torso.

‘You keep lookin at me like that and I’m liable to piss Jon off, by being late onto the stage.’

Lucky’s head snapped up and she saw the raw lust echoed in his eyes, holy hell she sure was in trouble!

Chapter 28

When the lights went down, even though it was still light, the crowd roared, Lucky just sat there; the people next to her just looked down and frowned then carried on.

She heard to beginning strains of Prayer and really wondered if she just shouldn’t leave!

On stage David saw Mike and Mark on the side, but no signs of Lucky, where the hell was she?

Mike and Mark knew he was looking at them, but didn’t make eye contact.

In the audience Lucky stood and started to leave, but damn it the music seeped into her breaking heart and started to sooth and take her over.

By the time they started on Captain Cash all thoughts of leaving had fled, her eyes were closed and she was singing and swaying to the beat. Music had always had this effect on her that’s why she’d become a music teacher, to share the music with children, to show them the raw emotion it could pull from a person, and how one song could take you back in time.

David was pissed, she wasn’t there! What the fuck had happened, had he lost his one chance at throwing himself at her feet and grovelling for another chance to be with her. He glared at Richie, who kept giving him shifty looks, for that matter so did Jon, the bastards knew something.

As Jon headed for a drink, he knew David was about to explode, and he knew if he didn’t say anything blood would be spilt later. Taking a deep breath he sang his way to Dave just as he hit the guitar solo in Blaze, he yanked out his ear pieces and so did David. ‘She won’t come.’ Was all he said.

David blanched he knew he was screwed; he glanced into the audience to see if he could see her, futile he knew, but damnit he wanted to say he was sorry. His shoulders slumped, he was a beaten man, and there was nothing he could do to get her to talk to him.

Tico had been watching everything; he gathered Lucky had said no to meeting Dave again. He sighed, he liked her, she was good for Dave, and he was the only one of them that had really talked to her. He’d got a vague idea how Dave could tell her he wasn’t playing a game with her, but how the hell did he set it in motion?

He caught Rich’s eye and he wandered over, after much shouting at each other Rich got it. He grinned and nodded yes, he walked to Jon as they started Diamond Ring, he motioned he needed to talk and they kicked into an instrumental extension, giving them time for Richie to tell him what Tico had said. Jon’s face split into a great grin. They finished off that song and went into Always, at Richie’s guitar solo, Jon went to David and quickly told him what they were doing, he loved his brothers at times!

Lucky was deep into the music, but every chord David struck felt like his fingers gliding across her, when he sang she could pick him out. God she’d got is so damn bad it wasn’t funny.

Always drew to an end and Jon started to talk, her eyes flew open, ‘How we doin folks?’ The crowd roared, ‘I’m going to give up the mic tonight, not to the King of Swing, but to our very own Piano Man, Mr David Bryan!’ The crowd went wild again, David bowed and grinned, in the crowd Lucky wondered why, as David didn’t sing very often, she realised Jon was still talking. ‘You see folks, Davey boy fucked up, big time, he let a wonderful lady walk out on him, without getting a phone number, plus he acted like an asshole!’ People laughed and shouted, on the big screen she saw David blush, and then she started to move through the crowd, all she could think about was to get away.

On stage Jon continued, ‘He didn’t tell this lady that he’d see her later on, and that he wasn’t playing about and dumping her, his head wasn’t thinkin, so he never explained to her he thought things were going to fast and he wanted to slow them down, but she ran, as the idiot never told her these things.’ The women in the crowd awed at it, Lucky slammed to a halt, and started to listen, was Jon telling the truth, mind you she didn’t think he’d drag David’s ass through this, making him look stupid, if it wasn’t.

‘Yeah I know genius he ain’t? Well now, David spotted his lost lady earlier in the audience, and asked her to meet him. From what I’ve heard she told him to take a flyin leap, and that’s cleaned it up folks.’ The crowd enthralled laughed, Lucky smirked.

‘Now Lucky darlin.’ She couldn’t believe he’d said her name, mind you no one about her knew she was the woman and she relaxed a little. ‘I know this isn’t a perfect apology, and he really does want to talk to you..’

David finally found his voice, ‘Well thanks Jon for airing what a moron I’ve been to these people.’ He rolled his eyes, ‘Lucky, please, just stay and talk to me.’

‘Yeah Lucky, he’s been trying to find you for the last damn week and if you don’t talk to him we’re gonna kill him; he’s been like a bear with a saw head and bitchy…’

‘Thanks Rich.’ The crowd laughed and Lucky grinned, he’d been looking for her? ‘Well darlin, a little Cuban bird told us this is your favourite song.’ With that the strains of In These Arms, David’s version, drifted over the crowd, a lump formed in the back of her throat, each chord he played spoke to her soul, his fingers caressing the keys. The passion he put into the words nearly took her to her knees, especially when he sang ‘I’d love you, I’d please you, I’d tell you that I’d never leave you,’ the look on his face on the screen showed all that he was feeling. He meant it, he really did, nah she’d only known him one night, but…..aw hell she was so confused.

Mike and Mark had left the side stage and had been looking in the crowd again, walking to where she’d disappeared into the crowd. Mike spotted her first; she was stood there looking at the stage a smile on her lips and tears sparkling in her eyes. He nudged Mark and they walked towards her, and as the closing notes faded away they got to her, ‘Lucky baby.’ Mike’s hand rested on her arm.

The people around them realised the woman in their midst was the woman David was singing to and started to shout towards the stage that she was there, as the song drew to the end. Lucky looked shocked and Mike and Mark took up defensive positions about her.

One woman looked at her, ‘Oh Lucky you need to talk to him.’ Others agreed and by now the commotion was noticed by Bo who zoomed in saying ‘Hot dayum’ when her realised they’d found Lucky, he radioed Matt who threw it onto the big screen where Lorenz spotted it and ran to David and told him, he stood and moved to the edge of the stage, he could see her, just, Jon and Rich looking up at the screens and grinning like fools, they done it!

David took the mic, ‘Will you come Lucky, say yes, let’s talk.’ He held his breath.

He wasn’t the only one; the whole place seemed to wait!

She looked at David, standing there; she turned to Mike, ‘Take me to him please.’ The woman shouted ‘yes’ and as Mike and Mark and several other security men ushered her towards the barrier a wave went through the crowd and they started to clap and whistle.

On stage David saw her begin to move and thought for a minute she was leaving, till they headed for the barrier down front and a wave of clapping following in their wake and he started to grin, she’d said yes. He watched as they picked her up and hoisted her over the fence, Mike quickly following her and leading her out of sight.

‘Well folks looks like we can get on with the show, she said yes!’ Richie announced, the crowd whooped and shouted again.

David, a stupid smile on his face, took to his keys and they swung into Blood on Blood, his heart bursting that he’d found her again, god must love him! Now just to get her to give him a chance at redemption!

Chapter 27

Lucky laughed at a comment some guys made about her shady, and carried on walking, then nearly grinding to a halt as she saw Mark in front of her, smiling at her and talking fast into his radio, damn someone who knew her, fuck!

She thought of walking straight passed him without stopping, but damnit she was too nice for her own good at times.

Mark had called in a ‘got her’ call to Mike, who’d shouted ‘yes’ then told him to get her backstage, now! Mike headed for the dressing rooms and to tell David they’d got her, the asshole had been right, next hell would freeze over!

He walked into the main room and all the guys were there, they looked up when he walked in, ‘Well David I’ve got good news and bad news.’ His face straight as a poker.

David went white, fuck now what. ‘Let me have it Mac.’ And held his breath.

‘Well the bad news is, there isn’t any, we found her!’

David stood for a second not comprehending what he’d just been told, when it hit his face creased into a massive grin, ‘I told you she was here! Where is she? Is she coming back? Is she okay?’ His mind started to race, here was his chance to undo his fuck up!’

The other members of the group hugged him and slapped him on the back, telling him not to fuck it up again and make sure he knew how to contact her within the first five minutes of seeing her.

Mike told him she was talking to Mark and they’d ask her to come backstage with them.

Then Jon pointed out he wouldn’t see her till after the show, they were due to go on in ten minutes. David’s face fell, ‘Well get her back here and put her on the side so I don’t loose her again!’

Meanwhile Mark had blocked Lucky’s way, it looked for a second that she’d go passed him and he frowned, that didn’t bode well. ‘Hey Lucky how ya doin baby?’ He lent in and pecked her cheek. Some girls going passed looked at her, wondering if they should know her as the guards seemed too.

‘Not bad Mark, how’s things with you?’ She was shocked when he showed familiarity with her, his grin looked genuine and for some reason he looked, relieved?

‘Oh great now…..’ His radio squawked in his ear, she took the chance to say bye and skirt around him heading back into the crowd.

Mark said shit into the radio, and jumped in her path, making her jump back. ‘Erm… Lucky….. I’ve been asked to invite you backstage.’

Her jaw dropped, did they think she was that stupid, fool her once shame on her, do it twice and she was bloody stupid! She took off her hat and glasses and glared at Mark, and venomously said to him, ‘Thanks, but no thanks, I don’t know what kind of games your bosses like to play, but I’m not fucking stupid! For all I care he could be the last jackass on earth, and I’d still not want to see him! He’s an asshole of the first degree, tell him that from me!’ People about them were looking as her voice raised, wondering what was going on. With that she shoved him out of her way and lost herself in the throng of people, slumping down into her saved space by the fence, her cheeks bright red and unshed tears in her eyes, how could they do that to someone? She pulled her knees up and lay her head down, she wouldn’t bloody cry! Aw crap, and sobbed into her clasped arms, the people around her not realising as at that minute Bon Jovi took to the stage and they all stood screaming and shouting.

Lucky just sat there crying!

Mark just stood there, wondering what the fuck had just happened and damn the woman had one hell of a temper! He couldn’t see her, she’d just gone! He didn’t want to be the one to tell David! He got onto the radio, Christ they were due on any minute. He gave Mike the low down and heard his boss swear a blue streak! They were so fucked!

Mike told him to try and spot her again; she couldn’t be that far from him, unless she’d duck so she couldn’t be seen. He groaned, looks like the lady was mega pissed at Dave, not that he blamed her, but it was misunderstanding, and they needed her to talk to him. He headed to the side of the stage, he walked like he was off to the gallows, his feet dragging.

He made certain he didn’t go near David’s side and caught up to Jon and Richie, giving them a quick sketch what had gone off, both men swearing, they didn’t know whether to tell him or not at this minute, they voted not, and see how things went!

Chapter 26

Lucky was still sat where she was, she’d been there for well over two hours, she’d been people watching as they’d let in the rest of the fans. Her second beer had gone down and she really fancied another, ah sod it she thought and joined the queue for another, she’d got at least five more hours before she headed home, and if she didn’t feel like driving she could probably get a room somewhere or an all night café for some coffee. She also brought two bottles of water, slugging one down before she headed back to the circle.

By now Mike and the team were in full sweep mode, their problem was that there were shit loads of people wearing shady’s! Each time someone shouted they’d found her, it turned out to be a false alarm.

Lucky decided to use the loo’s and freshen up a little, taking her hat off and quickly loosening her hair and re-doing it up in plaits making her look more like a stereotypical cowgirl. She snickered at the picture, but deciding to leave the hat off for a while, she put her sunglasses on as the temp had started to pick up; she headed out of the toilets and back towards the circle.

Mike was getting frustrated, he’d nearly throttled one of his crew, he’d shouted he’d got her and Mike and Mark ran from one side of the arena to the other, only to find the moron had got hold of a five foot three woman, in a black wife beater. Mike had apologised to the woman and fired the guy on the spot telling him if he couldn’t follow a given description he had no business being in the security game!

Mark rolled his eyes, oh the guy had been asking for it of a while, but Mike should have handled it better. But David had them all on fuckin edge!

He bumped into someone and apologised, not looking at who he’d done it too.

Lucky had side stepped stepping on someone’s toes and ended up pushed into someone. They’d both apologised, but only Lucky realised it was Mark, she quickly turned away and dived into the crowd, shit, if she didn’t want anyone to see her she shouldn’t have come!

Backstage David was pacing and Richie was trying to calm him down. ‘How’d you know for definite it was Lucky, it could have been anyone.’ He was trying to be rational but David didn’t want to know.

‘It was her, I’d know that walk anywhere, and that shade of brown hair, it’s her, and I’m telling you she’s in the stadium somewhere.’

Richie hoped to hell he was right, if they didn’t find her he’d a feeling David would need a straight jacket soon!

Next thing Riche saw was David running out of the room as if the devil was after him, swearing he took off after him.

Lucky wandered back into the circle and took up position on the back fence again; she noticed that there seemed to be increase security presence, and wondered if she should be worried? They’d had a bomb scare already this tour.

Mike had one of those light bulb moments and headed for the video truck, this was becoming a bad habit, but with people still filling in and the warm up band due on soon, he was fast running out of ideas. ‘Matt we need help.’ Was his opening statement as he walked in.

‘Try a therapist.’ Came the rejoinder.

‘Ha fuckin ha! Now, we need a crowd scan, David thinks that Lucky’s in the crowd…..’

‘No I don’t think she’s out there I know she is.’ David said as he walked in with Richie close behind him. ‘So looks like we came to the same conclusion, use the cameras to scan the crowd and see if we can see her.’ Mike nodded and Matt bitched that he’d need his cameras for the support act and warm up band; Richie shushed him and told him to get Bo on the case.

Bo bitched and complained till they told him who he was looking for, then he’d whooped and started to scan, he didn’t mind looking for that woman, she was smokin!

Mike’s radio began to squawk and bitch at him, ‘Jon we’re in the van, now please calm the fuck down, you’re not due on for another hour and a half, they’re sat right next to me.’ With that he signed off and looked back at the monitors, the more eyes they had looking the better the odds of finding her.

Yeah right, an hour later David and Richie ran out to get warmed up and changed, still no sign of Lucky! Jon had stormed in and shooed them out. ‘No more using the camera’s they’ve got a job to do let them do it!’ With that command he left. Mike just shook his head and told the guys to keep an eye out again.

Lucky had listened to the warm up bands, warm up and now the support band was hitting the stage. She rolled her eyes and headed out to use the loo again before the boys took the stage. She thought of food again, but her stomach still revolted so a grabbed a water and a Pepsi and headed back toward the enclosure.

Mark came out to the front to do a sweep in the circle.

As she hit the lower steps she popped her hat back on, she’d nearly dropped the damn thing carrying it and the drinks.

Mark wandered to the gate of the circle and stood scanning; if she was here she’d be head and shoulders above other people! That was unless she’d sat down, then they were screwed till she stood up.

She walked passed a couple of security guys, who gave her a funny look and got onto their radios; shrugging she carried on.

Mark caught the shout and realised whoever it was she was heading straight for him, he hopped the fence and stood in wait. Looking up he did a quick check and saw the woman in question sauntering towards him. He did a head to toe check, she was tall enough, the right clothes, but her hair, David said it was in a ponytail; this woman had two cute plaits, she had the shady on, and she moved with a lithe grace that had his dick twitching. Then she smiled and laughed at a comment some guys made to her, fuck him it was Lucky!!!

Now what?

Chapter 25

‘Jon I’m telling you, if he doesn’t stop we’re going to be lookin for a new keyboardist! He’s used up every last nerve I’ve got.’ Tico was the one bitching that in its self told Jon David was no longer safe from anyone!

‘Teek I know, god how I know! I’ve tried everything I can to find the damn woman, she doesn’t want finding and it’s all Lemmas fault! If he’d told her he’d see her later I don’t think she’d have bolted! He’s even ringing the hotels around here just in case she’s coming to the show, that’s how bad he’s got it for her.’

Two hours later Lucky roared into the car park, she’d pre-booked a space right next to the venue. Checking the time she realised that the fan club would be letting in soon. Did she really want to get near the stage, what if he saw her and blanked her, or worse laughed at her!

She sighed and locked her bike down, and headed for the venue.

David had just got off the phone, she wasn’t registered anywhere, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t coming, it didn’t mean she would either. God he sat with his head in his hands, what an ass he must have seemed to her that night. Just walking off and leaving her swinging, shit! If a woman had done what they had most of the day/evening/morning he’d have thought that she was either a tease or a total troll! He was a troll!

And on top of wanting her, he’d been a gigantic asshole to his brothers and the crew, he needed to start sucking up to them or he wouldn’t like what they did to him!

Lucky flashed her ticket and got it ripped and went in with the rest of the fan club. She only joined the thing so she could get in to shows early and sometimes they caught the sound check.

Her long gait ate up the steps and she entered the Golden Circle then she started to dither, front, back or side? She stood just inside the gate and people pushed passed her laughing and joking. She tried to give herself another talking too, but she just wasn’t listening. She ended up walking to the side and sitting at the back of the circle nowhere near the stage, there weren’t many people in and the ones that were there gave her a funny look, but she stayed put, she even sat down, pulling her hat further over her face, she was paranoid, hell no one was looking for her and she’d paid for the damn ticket! She really needed to get a bloody grip! She pulled her ponytail over her shoulder and played with it nervously.

Her heart hit the back of her throat, people were coming out onto the stage, the sound check looked like it was just about to start, crap, she thought they may have done that already! She was wrong, Tico came out first, starting to check his drums, techs wandering all about, Hugh and Lorenz and some others wandered out. Her palms were sweating so much she could probably fill a damn bottle! Jon and Richie came out, the crowd down front shouted and whistled, Jon flashed them a smile.

Still no David, damn he was trying to give her a heart attack!

On stage Jon was trying to control his temper, David wasn’t to be seen! He was pushing his fuckin luck. Yes they felt sorry for him, his ex was a bitch, and he’d seemed to sparkle with Lucky near him, but he needed to pull his head from his ass.

‘He’s here.’ Richie pointed out as David slunk up and around the back of the set up. Normally he and Richie would be the ones sitting on the edge of the stage talking to fans and laughing, David always came across the front and waved. Jon watched as he slumped onto his bench and turned to look at him, waiting to start, the spark had gone, and Jon felt for him, but then wanted to ream him for being tardy. He took a calming breath and prayed.

No one had spotted him coming onto the stage, except Lucky; she’d zeroed in on the movement, if people had been near her they would have heard her intake of breath, then a deep pain filled moan. Christ why the hell did she torture herself like this, she shouldn’t have come, she should have stayed away.

Yeah and there was snow in hell!

From the distance he didn’t seem right, he looked like he didn’t want to be there. There was none of his bounce, she wondered if he was ill, then mentally bitch slapped herself for caring! She needed to get away till the place filled up some more; she dragged herself upright, pulled her hat down further and headed out of the circle. As she hit the steps she flicked her ponytail down her back,

She headed up the stairs and down to the concession stands, buying a beer and a hotdog. After a bite of the dog it got thrown, her stomach was still in knots and food wouldn’t sit, but the beer stayed, so she brought another and found a wall to slid down, she wouldn’t drink any more after that, she was driving after all, but she needed something to take the edge off her emotions.

Back on stage David noticed a woman get up from the rail and his breath caught in his throat, Lucky! But the woman didn’t even glance at the stage; she pulled her hat down and then she just headed towards the stairs. God he was seeing her everywhere, then she did something, she flicked her hair over her shoulder, fuck it was the same colour as Lucky’s! It had to be her! The height, the swish of her hips, and even though he couldn’t see from there, he’d bet she’d got cowboy boots on!

As much as he wanted to charge off the stage and run to see if it was her, he knew Jon would kill him; so there he sat, playing automatically, not looking at anything else but the exit she’d left from, praying she’d come back so he could see if it was her. His heart started to beat a little faster, and a smile broke his lips for the first time since that morning, a genuine one, not the false one he’d been using.

Richie noticed Dave perk up a bit and then he smiled and Richie whipped about scanning the crowd, nada. The only reason Dave would smile was if he’d noticed someone, that someone being Lucky!

When they stopped to redo something, Richie walked to Jon and had a quiet word, Jon’s head swung to David, then swung to the crowd and scanned for a tall woman, he saw the same as Rich, nothing. What the hell had gotten into Dave, or had he totally lost it? ‘Is she here?’

‘No fuckin idea, but he’s perked up.’

‘Well be thankful for small favours, whatever’s happened he’s not moping any more.’

David continued to play and even interact with the rest a little, but his eyes still sought the exit, praying she’d walk back through, she hadn’t by the time they’d finished sound check, shit had he really seen her, or a ghost?

His shoulders slumped and they headed off stage, the first thing he did was to grab Mike and ask him to look out for the woman, he gave him a description of what she was wearing and told him it might be Lucky. He walked off muttering.

And Mike sighed praying David was right and she was here, and if she was his crew would find her; he dropped another quick prayer just in case it wasn’t her, David would loose it even more.

Chapter 24

Eleven days had crawled by and David was the nastiest the band had ever known him to be, even after his divorce he wasn’t this bad. Ever since he’d woken up the following day and found Lucky had left in the night. Then there was the moping, sniping and the sighing, they’d about had enough of it.

He’d gone a little mad at the time, he’d run to the front desk when he got no answer at her door, to be told she’d checked out, and no they wouldn’t give out her home address, they didn’t care who he was. Even getting Jon to beg didn’t work, from that day on the only place he saw her was in his dreams, or nightmares, she’d smile at him and he’d walk towards her, only for her to disappear just as their fingers touched.

They’d even, after Mike had a brain wave, rung Virgin and tried to get her contact details from them, they were met with the same thing, sorry no can do!

Richie had asked David what had happened they’d seemed to be hitting it of. He’d told them he thought it was going to fast and they needed to take it slower, and he’d tell her at brunch. Tico had asked him if he’d told Lucky any of that, or just walked away from her without a hint he wanted to see her again. David had started to say of course he’d made it clear he wanted to see her, and then stopped himself, thought about it, his jaw had gone slack and he’d gone white. That was all they needed to know he’d not said a word to her and she must have thought he didn’t want her.

David sat for ages cursing himself, before trying to come up with ways to find her again.

They’d tried everything before they flew to Amsterdam later that day. From Brussels they’d tried Googling her name, then used a UK phone book to track down L James, there were loads. Mike and Mark had the unfortunate task of ringing every single L James in the book; none of them knew Lucky’s phone number was ex-directory.

By the time they’d travelled to Helsinki, Oslo, Denmark and back into Glasgow, he had all about given up ever finding her again.

Now they were in Manchester and he was still no closer to finding her again, fuck!

Meanwhile, miles away Lucky was dithering. She’d got tickets for nearly all the Jovi shows in the UK, but she was humming and haring about going. She loved their music, but didn’t know if she could stand seeing David again.

For over a week she’d hidden herself from people, her friends wondered what had happened but she just said she feeling under the weather, and she’d be fine.

Yeah they didn’t believe that at all, she’d lost weight, and looked like she’d not been sleeping at all, circles ran under both eyes.

When she’d come out of hiding they’d tutted when she finally told them she’d met someone, but found he wasn’t what she thought he was.

Now here she stood, debating with herself whether to go or not.

She was dressed to go; being warm she’d pulled on faded jean and a white wife beater, cowboy boots and a Shady Brady she’d brought back from America on one of her visits. There was no reason to go over the top this time, she’d not won a backstage pass, and if she had, she’d have given it away! But she just couldn’t seem to get her ass out the door and onto her bike.

She closed her eyes, her bike; she’d not ridden it since she’d got home. All the way back she’d found David’s ghost holding onto her tightly, his hard body melded to her back as she took the twists and turns. She’d got off on shaky legs, put it in the garage and not gone near it since.

She checked her watch; if she was going she had to go now. Sighing she pulled on her leather jacket and grabbed her keys, the ticket and cash in her jeans pocket with her cell. She went into the garage and strode to her baby, running her hand over the pillion seat where David had sat; she yanked her hand away cursing her weakness! She threw her leg over, started it and took off, hitting the automatic door close. Well she wasn’t turning back now! And damned if his ghost was still there, clinging to her! Shit it was going to be a long drive.

Chapter 23

You could have heard a pin drop.

‘You teach music? What do you play?’ Questions came thick and fast from them, they crowded about her.

‘Again yes I teach music in secondary schools, and I play the piano, and a bit of guitar.’

‘Hot damn I can talk music to you and you’ll know what I’m talking about, not glaze over!’ David pulled her back into his rock hard chest and kissed her breath away, till the others bitched at him to let her up to talk to them. ‘Why she’s my date.’ He smirked at his brothers at his good fortune.

‘Oh for goodness sake you sound like teenage boys fighting over a damn toy, and since when am I your date Rashbaum?’ David looked abashed at her calling him on being his date; he grinned and shrugged at her. ‘And what, or who, do I have to do to get a drink?’

Conversation slammed to a stop once again, and she stood there with an innocent look on her face, none of the men dared ask if she said what they thought she’d said. ‘I’ll get it querido, what’s your poison?’

‘Gracias Tico, you’re a gem I’ll have a jack and coke please. And can someone tell me why you don’t sing on tours these days? I just love you singing, gives me goose bumps.’

‘Miel, how about you go out with me instead of Curly here, I’d show you a better time, and you’d have to ask Kidd why I don’t steal the shows any more.’ He winked and wandered off to get her that drink.

David told him to back off and find his own friend.

Lucky levelled her gaze on Jon, who started to feel a bit hot under her continuous stare, ‘So, why doesn’t he sing any more?’

David and Richie started to wind him up some more too, ‘Yeah why is that bro?’ Evil grins showing behind Lucky’s back, you didn’t have to berate them more than once for them to learn to hide what they did.

‘Because Sambora here is a spotlight whore these days!’ Jon flicked him the bird and laughed.

This started the three of them bickering and sniping, Tico returned handed Lucky her drink and they both wandered off to get a seat and talk, leaving the other boys to fight amongst themselves.

‘Hooooold it!’ David shouted at Rich and Jon, quite a while later.

‘What?’ They both snapped, enjoying the buzz of a sparring war.

‘Where the hell did Lucky go?’ He started to search for her, the other two doing the same. ‘If she’s left and I don’t know how to contact her, I’m gonna kill you to jerks!’ He was starting to get worried now.

Richie spotted her first, trust the Hitman to corral her off to a quite corner. ‘Lemma!’ He shouted and when he caught David’s eye he nodded towards the table.

David saw her talking with Tico and she threw her head back and gave a glorious laugh, Tico sat there and grinned like a fool. David was just glad she’d not gone and left him, as a trio the men pushed their way passed others till the stood at the table.

Lucky knew the exact moment they’d missed her, David’s head had shot up and started doing a sweep of the room, and now they were stood there looking at her and Tico. ‘Take a picture boy’s it lasts longer.’ And took a long pull on her drink, she’d switched to coke after the second jack, but only Tico knew that. She needed a clear head about David or she’d find herself in bed with him before she knew it!

Tico laughed, ‘Hey you snooze you loose assholes, or should that be bicker?’ Lucky laughed again, and all David wanted to do was to haul her out of the booth and take her somewhere private for a few days!

‘How about I get some drinks in and we can talk?’ Richie asked.

Lucky checked her watch and looked shocked it was nearly three, no wonder she was flagging, way passed her bedtime. ‘Well as much as I’m enjoying Tico’s company, I’m going to have to go, I need my beauty sleep even if you lot don’t.’

‘What, no, please don’t leave, not yet.’ David said, and then remembered where she was staying, and could this be a signal for him?

Lucky shuffled around till she could get out of the booth, she placed her hand on his arm and looked him in the eye, ‘Sorry honey, but this old girl can’t keep up with rock stars.’ She winked at him, ‘Mere normal people need to sleep, so with much regret I’m calling time.’ She turned to the others ‘Well gentlemen it’s been a blast and so damn surreal I’ll remember this for a while. And no banging on my door, otherwise I’ve friends that I can call on.’ She laughed and the guys kissed and hugged her goodnight, not believing for one minute she’d get away from their brother so easy.

David put his arm about her shoulders, ‘I’ll walk you to your room, guys later.’ And brushing her protest out of the way telling her he’d rather look at a gorgeous creature than the ugly mugs of his brothers.

Lucky laughed and said fine, and arm in arm they waltzed out of the door and headed for the lift.

While they stood there his arm tightened about her hugging her to him, Lucky looked at him and gave a tired smile and leant her head on his shoulder and sighed, this was heaven!

David adored having her rest against him, it felt, well right. The bell dinged signalling the lifts arrival and they got in, he pressed the button for their floor and as the door closed the world out he gently tilted her chin and kissed her.

Lucky’s arms snaked up over his shoulders, they seemed to have done a lot of that tonight, her fingers spearing his soft curls, and lent into him. Lord help her it felt so damn right, but as they travelled up she got more than a little nervous, did he expect her to sleep with him? Mind you she couldn’t say she hadn’t encouraged it if he did, she’d never acted like a wanton hussy before.

David was in heaven, she was wrapped about him like a second skin, and damn she really did taste wonderful, if he could keep her in his arms forever he’d die a happy man. His eyes popped open, still kissing her, where the hell had that come from? He’d only known her, what about ten hours and already he was thinking long term! He needed to slow this down, before he got his heart broken again!

As the life arrived at their floor he gently untangled himself from her and taking her hand led her out of the lift and towards their rooms.

Lucky was starting to panic, hell it had been five years since she’d made love! She couldn’t help it if she was picky, and no man since Peter had revved her engine this much, but she could feel herself start to choke on fear of the unknown.

They reached her door in what she felt was record time, and before she could say a word David took her knees from under her.

‘Lucky, darlin, it’s been a blast tonight and I’m glad we met.’ He kissed her cheek, ‘Now you have a goodnights sleep honey, sorry for keeping up out till dawns early light.’ He kissed her again, opened her door, gently pushed her through it and closed it. He turned when all he wanted to do was to kick the door open and sweep her into his arms and not let her go. But later, he’d take her out for brunch and talk about what was happening between them, but now he needed to get the hell out of there and take a freezing cold shower!

Lucky stood staring into the room, what had happened? Had he felt her drawing back, was tonight just fun and he didn’t really want her? Her emotions swung back and forth, from anger to frustration, then a sob hit the back of her throat, wasn’t she good enough for him, was that it, had he gone back down and collected on a bet from his brothers, was she a pity date? Did anything he say during the evening mean anything? Tears started to pour from her eyes, a trickle at first, then to a waterfall. She clutched her chest, her heart hurt, and she crumpled down the door, and sat for ages crying for something she thought could have happened between them.

After an hour of crying she got up, took a shower, washing his scent from her; afterwards she packed her saddlebag and left the hotel before she could be humiliated any further.

In his bed David heard the roar of a motorbike, and smiled in his sleep, in his dream he was holding the most beautiful woman and they were riding her hog into the sunset, together.

Chapter 22

They arrived at the hotel ten minutes after the guys had arrived; Lucky pulled into the parking space she usually used and switched off the engine. ‘You can let go now you know.’ She laughed into the helmet.

‘Aw do I have to? It’s so nice to hold a hot looking woman and actually need too.’

‘Yup you do, now get off Mr Bryan.’ She said in a haughty tone.

‘I’m trying to get off but you keep saying no!’

Lucky cackled, and hit him in the ribs, he got off the bike, and then watched as she stood and took the helmet off. He loved the way her hair just unfurled like a chocolate wave.

‘Damn you suit riding a bike, baby.’ He pulled her into his arms and leisurely but thoroughly kissed her; he groaned as she moulded herself to him, her arms entwining his neck and her mouth greedily took what she wanted.

Ribald comments and whistles made them pull a little apart, Lucky flicked the bird to some men walking passed them. ‘I think we’d better cool it don’t you?’ she asked.

‘Nah.’ And he hauled her back into his arms, his hands cupping her ass and showing her how much he liked kissing her, his erection grinding into her.

A discreet cough pulled them out of a lust filled haze, ‘Sorry David, but if you stay here much longer, you’ll get papped, or arrested!’ Mark said as they looked at him, but didn’t really see him.

Lucky was holding onto him for dear life, not certain if her legs would hold her, damn the man could kiss! Each time he kissed her she forgot where she was, and everything except the man she was stuck too.

Grinning like a loon David followed Mark dragging her through the hotel lobby and into the private function room towards the back. As they walked through the doors they were met with a standing ovation, Lucky reddened and tried to hide behind him.

‘Well look who finally turned up, so you didn’t fall off this time Lemma?’ Jon laughed as David bowed deeply grinning like a mad man.

‘Nope my angel kept me safe and sound.’ He pulled Lucky from behind him and stood her in front looping his arms through her arms and linking together on her belly, he felt her shudder.

‘So Lucky, do you think you could ever teach him how to ride on his own?’ Jon was interested in her answer, David seemed so relaxed, mind you she didn’t have any lipstick left on so that could be a little bit to do with it.

Lucky had to shift her brain from neutral, where it had been since he’d looped his arms about her and his long fingers were making little circles on her, to a different gear to catch up to what Jon was saying. ‘Yes, I’ve taught several friends to ride, and when he relaxed into it he was a natural. He just needs the right teacher so he’s not afraid to try.’

‘We are talkin about riding a bike here?’ Richie chimed in smirking.

Lucky turned to him, ‘Richard Steven Sambora, that wasn’t very nice!’ She snapped out.

Richie reared back and looked stunned!

Jon, David and Tico stood gobsmacked, and then cracked out laughing. ‘Oh shit Rich she used the mom tone of voice on you.’ Jon continued to laugh.

‘Nope, John Francis Bongiovi it isn’t a mom tone it’s a teachers tone!’ She looked smug when all the guys turned and stared at her.‘Don’t make me bring out the rest of your full names!’ She eyed David and Tico up and down, making them both squirm.

‘You’re a teacher?’ David asked she didn’t look like any damn teacher he’d ever had!

‘Oh don’t look that shocked, what you all thought I was a stripper or something?’ She laughed harder at their reddening faces. ‘Ah I see you did think that, shame on you boys.’

Jon pulled his jaw off the floor and fired up his brain, ‘What do you teach, and I’m praying to god you don’t say religious studies.’

Lucky laughed at his look, god these guys could sure give a girl's funny bone a work out! ‘No sweetie, I’m a music teacher.’

Chapter 21

She’d heard all of them laughing about David and staying on bikes, ‘David, you don’t have to do this. I’ll leave the bike here and get it tomorrow, really I don’t mind.’

‘I do, you’ve just said you won’t leave it here, so we’re gonna ride it to the hotel!’ She noticed he was getting a bit pissy and uptight, lord men and their pride!

They all walked out and over to her baby and she could swear she heard him groan, but looking at him he’d got a smile pasted onto his face.

‘Aw damn darlin I’m in lust!’ Jon walked the length of her bike, running his hands over the saddle and handles, caressing them and looking longingly at them. Richie hunkered down and was checking things out too. David just stood there looking at the monster, and to him it seemed to be one!

‘Shit Lemma, don’t do it bro! Just get in the car and let’s go.’ Jon was concerned that David really would do this, and if he got hurt ……Crap!

‘Oh come on he may not fall off this time, he’s got a hot woman to hold on tight to!’ Richie butted in stirring it even more.

Lucky stared at David in horror, ‘Fall off?’

Tico slid his arm about her waist, ‘Miel, Davy here hasn’t got what you call a good record on bikes. Last count he’d fallen off eight times, and considering he’s only been on a bike five times ….. Well it ain’t good!’ He lit his cigar and dragged in a lung full.

‘Is that true?’ She looked David in the eye.

‘Yeah.’ Damn he thought, I sound like a right gimp!

Lucky noticed the slump of his shoulders, leaning over she gently kissed him, ‘I’ll be gentle with you, let’s go Curly.’ She winked at him, flipped open the saddle, dragged out her leather jacket and two helmets, she handed one to him, ‘Trust me.’

He looked deep into her eyes, there was no laughter there, just a look that said he could do anything, ‘I do, let’s go.’ He popped the helmet on and took the offer of a spare pair of leather gloves from her, then watched her get ready. She wound her hair up, used one small clip to hold it in place, then pulled on her helmet. Then she zipped up her jacket, turning David saw the back of it and laughed.

The black leather had tooled into it a row of musical notes, he recognised the opening bars of his Netherworld Waltz, and under it a set of keys that looked like a Steinway. ‘Nice leathers.’

‘Yeah I thought so too. Ok, so we’ll see you at the party then people? Jon, wipe the drool off my baby will you.’ She rolled her eyes and Jon reddened slightly.

‘You’re really going to do this Dave?’

‘Yeah I am it’s about time I tried it again.’ He slapped Jon on the shoulder, he knew he was worried. Then watched as Lucky swung gracefully onto her bike, she kicked up the stand, turned the key and pushed the button, her baby roared to life, growling and purring.

Lucky pushed a button on her helmet, ‘You coming Curly?’ She saw him jerk at her voice in his helmet, ‘Push the button on the side and we can talk all the way if you want.’

He did, ‘Damn that was weird, thought those voices in my head had suddenly come out.’ He laughed and gingerly got on behind her.

‘David the damn bike won’t bite! Now put your arms about me and hold on, remember to lean when we hit corners, don’t fight it otherwise we’ll get hurt.’

‘Hmmm this I could get to like.’ He said wrapping his long arms tightly about her waist, fingers linking in front of her stomach, making butterflies bounce about. He inched forward till he was plastered to her back; she wondered if this was a good idea, her focus was shot to shit now.

‘Let’s go.’ Was all she could manage, she gave a quick salute to the people standing there, gunned the bike, and took off at a slower pace than normal, but one that made him limpet himself to her even more, and if someone asked, she might tell them she’d heard him recite a prayer or two over the first couple of minutes, but after that he relaxed and loosened his hold on her a little, which meant she could now breath.

‘You ok back there?’

‘Darlin I’m fine and loving it! It’s different being a passenger, not the driver. I feel safe with you driving.’ He did too, his nerves had left him not long as she pulled away, and she handled the bike like a pro. ‘I think I hated bikes because the others thought I should be able to throw my leg over the damn thing and ride like they could. But I couldn’t, and every time I got on one, I panicked.’

‘Didn’t they help you out at all, or like now take us as a passenger?’

‘Nah, they just stood and laughed.’

‘The shits!’

‘Yeah they are.’ He loved to hear the disgust in her voice.

‘I’ve taught several of my friends to ride, and I always take them out behind me first, just so they can get a feel of how they’ll feel on the bike. Then we start off with getting on and off and standing the bike so it doesn’t get away from them. Next is getting on and starting it up, then a baby ride making sure they can break okay, then a little ride down the road, and after they feel comfortable with all of it, we hit the open road, and I show them how they should ride. It seems to work okay.’

‘Darlin, if you taught me I’d be your most attentive student; and possibly the horniest one.’ They both chuckled at that.

‘How about we take the long way back and you can get used to the bike?’

‘Darlin, as long as I’m wrapped around you, I’m fine.’

‘Yes you are.’ Her thoughts hit the gutter and bounced back out again. Sighing she gunned the bike and finally let the throttle out the bike took off and David whooped with delight, not fear!

Chapter 20

By the time she got back the meet and greet was winding down, and people were getting ready to head off to the after show party. She ambled over to the bar and got another coke, turning she watched each of the guys work the crowd, but her eyes always wandered back to David. He was laughing at something a woman was saying, then he had his arm about her and Mark was taking their picture. After he lent down and pecked her cheek and Lucky chuckled as the woman nearly swooned.

Yeah she knew that feeling well! She wondered what the rest of tonight would bring, and did she really want to sleep with him that fast? This was the question she’d been going over and over in the toilet, she still didn’t have an answer for herself! Yes she wanted him like no man on this planet, he pushed every single button she’d got, and some she never knew she did have. But would she sleep with the man or the rock star? Did she want to be a one night stand?

‘Why the frown?’

Lucky nearly dropped her glass, Richie had snuck up on her and now stood next to her mirroring her stance, arms on the bar, boot on the bar foot rest and watching the crowd.

‘Jesus Richie you’re light on your feet aren’t ya?’ She grinned at him, looking into brown eyes that had always been her second Jovi love. Christ they were even nicer in person.

‘Well, why the frown darlin?’ He’d noticed her come back in and people watch from the bar, she didn’t push herself back into David’s circle, she just watched him work. Then he noticed the frown appear while she watched him.

‘I started to think and that’s never good.’ She frowned again.

‘Wanna talk about it?’ He was dead serious, if he could help he would do, this was the happiest he’d seen David since his ex had done a hell of a number on him, he liked having happy Dave back again!

‘Nah, you don’t want this shit. Oh looks like it’s time for people to leave.’

‘Yeah, stay right there a minute.’ And he wandered off to say goodbye to the meet and greeters.

She sighed and hauled herself off the bar, and making her way to the door. Just as she started to go out she felt herself come to a sudden stop and being pulled backwards, ‘Where do you think you’re going?’ Richie had noticed her leaving and wondered what the fuck she was doing. He noticed as he yanked her back with the back of her jeans she’d got a tat there, ‘Aw hell you’ve got ink, let’s have a look!’ And he started to push the back of her jeans down.

Reaching back she slapped his hands away, futile gesture really, but least she’d tried, ‘Christ Richie, stop it!’ The last two words said at great volume as he continued to move her jeans out the way.

Deathly silence met it, and glancing up she realised everyone in the room was watching them, she blushed beet red, knowing it must look damn weird him pulling her jeans down!

‘Rich, bro, you better have a damn fine explanation for what you’re doing!’ David was amused but a little pissed too.

‘She was leaving; I stopped her, noticed she’d got ink back here and wanted to see what it was. Up to speed, now darlin where were we?’ The devilment in those eyes turned her to mush, several of her Jovi sisters would kill to be like this with him, and he started to move her jeans again.

‘You were going? Why?’ there was hurt in David’s eyes.

Leaning back she really thumped Richie in the arm that was holding her back, direct hit, she deadened it, and he released her. Richie bitched, the others laughed.

‘Try asking Richie and I may just have told you, you shmuck! David I was going to get on my hog and meet you there, or did you forget that I’d made my own way here?’

‘Well what is it, I can see notes, but damn woman come back here!’ he watched disgusted as she moved away from him and he couldn’t grab her again, she’d done a nice number on his arm, fuck!

‘No I didn’t forget, I just assumed you’d go with us and leave the bike here, or one of Mac’s boys could ride it over for you.’

‘Are you that blonde that you think I’ll leave it here? And I don’t let anyone drive my baby, he’s my baby!’ She rolled her eyes, put her hand on her hip and cocked it.


‘Fuck Dave have you learned nothing about bikes being around us?’ Jon asked, ‘You never leave your bike unless it’s an emergency, and even then it takes a whole hell of a lot to walk away. And Lucky, he?’

‘Yup it’s a he, because when I sit astride him he opens me up and then vibrates all through me!’ She smirked at the reactions she’d got with that little snippet. ‘So, if you don’t mind, I’m getting my baby and I’ll see you later.’

‘Oh hell I mind!’ David had that ‘I’m not letting you go’ look on him.

‘Well the only way is for you to either come with me, or get someone to take, not drive my baby for me.’

Jon snorted, David didn’t like bikes, he’d fallen off too many times to count. ‘Ok, you got a space helmet?’ Jon’s eyes near bugged out of his head, shit it must be love!

‘You’re serious?’ She didn’t believe it, and looking at the others and the looks they were giving him, neither did they!

‘Deadly, come on Lu, let’s go!’ He prayed he would stay on!

‘Lu?’

‘Hey, I’m trying out a pet name for you.’ He wrapped his arm about her neck, kissed her so she couldn’t yet object to her nick, and flicked off his brothers and headed out towards her baby, praying for balance and keepin his ass on the damn thing!

‘This I gotta fuckin see!’ Came from Jon, and the rest of them agreed, all following Lucky like lambs to the slaughter, David’s slaughter!

Chapter 19

As she shot out, she turned back to David who was hurrying after her, smirking she went for it, ‘Of course I’ll marry you and have your children darling!’ She turned beaming at everyone in the room, silence settled over them.

He groaned, life would never be dull with her around! ‘But sweetheart you’re already married!’ Two could play just as easily as one!

‘I know, but I don’t care, I’ll marry you as soon as I can track him down and get a divorce!’ Lucky looked over at Jon, his jaw was hanging wide open.

David’s arms went about her, he whispered ‘witch’ into her ear. The next thing Richie started clapping, quickly followed by the others, all beginning to laugh.

‘Damn it woman stop trying to kill us off!’ This came from Jon, who wiped a tear or too away.

The meet and greeters finally realised they’d been set up and started to laugh and talk again.

‘Aw but Jon, you guys are so easy, and I mean in getting punked! Then again ….. Yeah David you are easy!’ Squeaking as he pulled her against him and menaced her.

Mike walked up to her and handed her a coke, smirked and walked off.

‘Hey Mac, what about me?’ David pouted, he swiped the drink and gulped down half of it, handing it back with a grin.

‘You’re not pretty enough for me Dave.’ And Mike walked off laughing.

Lucky noticed people looking at David, ‘Why don’t you go work the room, I need to go to the ladies.’

‘Don’t be too long.’ He kissed her and watched as she sashayed away from him; her hips making him want to drool all over. Then he noticed most of the men in the room were watching her walk, damn not good!

He looked at Richie whose eyes were glued to the path she was taking; he flicked a look towards David, noticed his frown and made a show of smacking his lips, the shit!

‘Damn bro, she’s one lovely woman! Mark was just tellin us about what she did for those three boys she was with in the pit.’

‘What?’ He wasn’t sure if he wanted to know.

‘She handed each one a pick of mine I’d flicked at her!’

David was a bit jealous that Rich had been pick flicking Lucky but then damn happy she’d given them away, you didn’t meet many fans who’d willingly give picks away, or drumsticks either. She seemed to be one in a million!

Chapter 18

As the door closed Lucky found herself pinned between a rock hard place and the wall!

David pulled his head back and looked into amber eyes full of laughter and lust, ‘So, virgin huh?’

‘Yes, virgin on the ridiculous!’ David groaned at her joke and buried himself in her neck, nibbling on it. Lucky melted more firmly against him; damn he knew what buttons to push!

‘Damn you smell good, sort of coco nutty.’ He licked what he’d nibbled on, and felt a shudder go through her; ‘Taste good too.’

‘Body moisturiser!’ Was all she could gasp; then moaned as he let her slide down his body till her feet hit the floor. As she gained her feet David licked over her collar bone and head down toward her breast, he finally buried himself between them and inhaled.

Lucky felt the world tilt on an angle, her fingers spearing his curls to hold him there. She felt his tongue lapping down one breast to where the top dipped, then back up the other. ‘That’s not coconut.’ He started sniffing and nuzzling her breast, Lucky’s eyes nearly rolled back in her head!

‘Perfume, Jesus Rashbaum will you damn well kiss me!’ She yanked on his curls, making him hiss.

‘Yes ma’am.’ With that he’d stood up crushed her back to the wall and proceeded to kiss her till her toes curled and steam started to rise off them both!

His hands on her ass started to wander, cupping it and gently flexing his fingers into it, Lucky groaned in his mouth.

Her hand slipped from his hair and down the opening of his shirt, burrowing she found his nipple and scrapped her nails across it making his fingers clenched hard; she’d probably have marks there in the morning.

‘Darlin we need to stop otherwise we’ll be giving everyone in the next room a taste of ‘When Harry Met Sally’ but for real.’

Panting Lucky nodded, ‘But I get one more thing before we do!’

His blue eyes darkened even further, ‘What?’

Lucky took a breath, ‘Well I always had a ‘to do’ list if I ever met you.’ She grinned coyly at him.

David swallowed, ‘And what’s on this list then?’ Then wondered if he wanted to know.
She ran her hand up back into his hair then pulled a curl, then let it ping back, ‘That was one of them, always wondered how long and springy your hair was, and if it was soft, it is. There are more things on the list, but the one I can think about at the minute is this.’ With that she manoeuvred him so he was leaning on the wall, then opened a couple more buttons on his shirt, realising he was holding his breath. Her lips followed where the material opened too, his head fell back and hit the wall, lord she was trying to kill him!

She spread the shirt, and stopped kissing him and his eyes opened and he looked down to see what she was up to. She was transfixed by his ‘Joker’ tattoo, just when he wondered if all she wanted to do was look, her fingers started to trace the design. He swallowed as her head went forward and he jumped as her tongue followed where her nails had scored. Licking all about the tat, till after him willing her too, her teeth gently bit down on his nipple that was proudly begging to be played with. Lucky heard a gentle ‘sweet fuck’ and smiled about his nipple, laving it with her tongue then worrying it again with her teeth. David stood straight his hands clenching and unclenching by his sides.

He was just about to grab her and pull her off him when she started to kiss upwards, slowly working her way up his chest, burrowing under his chin and kissed and licked his adam’s apple. She felt his groan through her lips and smiled as his hands clamped onto her hips and pulled her tightly against him, grinding his dick into her, making her stand straight; she took the offer and kissed him till they both felt faint with lack of oxygen.

A discreet knock on the door finally pushed through the haze of unleashed sex.

‘Looks like it’s time to rejoin the real world darlin.’ He panted at her, damn if her list was any longer he’d be a dead man!

‘Yeah sucks big-time.’ She hauled back the notion to ignore the knock and carry on kissing him. She moved away and found a mirror and checked herself in it, Christ she looked like she’d been made love to hard and fast! Her lip gloss was gone, her hair, well that looked like a mess.

David came up behind her, looping his arms about her waist he pulled her back to him, moved her hair to one side and buried his head in her neck. His eyes never leaving hers in the mirror, his hands gently moving up from her waist, caressing everything with his long wonderful fingers.

Just as he went to cup both breasts in his hand the discreet knock from earlier was replaced by a loud banging. They both groaned in frustration.

‘We need to go, before they come in and get us.’ He stated, he knew he’d had two polite warnings, the next, well he hated to think. He dropped his hands back to her waist then reluctantly let her go. She pulled out the gloss and reapplied it to her kiss swollen lips.

‘Okay, let’s go!’

‘Just watch out for the teasing honey, show a chink and they’ll nail your cute ass about it.’

Lucky’s brain raced, she had to do something, and fast. Two steps from the door, she spun, kissed him, pushed him backwards saying ‘You’ll like this.’ Then sprinted to the door, she had a sense of de je vue, and opened it.

Chapter 17

‘Okay, where’s the rest of the meet and greet bunch?’ She asked.

‘Oh their over there, I’m taking you in first.’

‘Oh no you’re not! I don’t want to play favourites!’ With that Lucky started to head to the people he’d nodded to.

‘But Lucky, David wanted you to go in first!’ He whined.

‘Tough, now lets go.’ She all but dragged him over to the group.

The security guard with them had just finished talking, ‘So you understand what you can and can’t do?’

Lucky raised her hand and the guard asked her what. ‘I’m sorry can you give me the condensed version of what you said I missed it.’ She smiled sweetly at him, and Mark was certain he heard the guy fall under her spell.

‘I’ll tell her Jay.’ Mark rolled his eyes at her, ‘You can’t kiss, grope or manhandle the guys in any way. You can shake their hands and if they talk to you that’s fine. No throwing yourself at them.’ He whispered in her ear, ‘Too fuckin late on all the above for you ain’t it.’

Lucky threw back her head and laughed. Mark’s ear piece was going off and he walked a bit away from her. ‘What Mac? And how the hell do I get her to be last in line? Shit Dave owes me for this crap!’ With that he walked back to Lucky, they’d started to go in, and she was now up near the front, fuck!

They did like a receiving line, and went from one end to the other taking pictures with fans and talking to them. When they got to the end they had a drink and mingle a little, but the fans were warned not to approach them. Now Mark had to think of a way to get Lucky at the far end, so she’d be the last one they spoke to.

Walking up to her, he tapped her arm and signalled he wanted to speak to her, she fell back, bingo! ‘What you did for those guys was really nice doll.’

‘Well they are right, but then people would think Richie’s gay if he threw them at guys.’ They both snickered. And Lucky realised they were heading towards the VIP bar, the people in front of her starting to line up. Mark dragged her to the very end of the line and told her she’d be fine just there.

There were about twenty other people in the line, and you could see a couple of women having cold sweats thinking that the boys would come through the door soon. Lucky was just praying Jon didn’t embarrass her any more, well not just yet.

Ten minutes dragged by, and the people in the line were getting antsy.

Suddenly there was a commotion outside the door and then they opened and Jon stuck his head around the door, ‘Hey guy’s wrong room they’re in here!’ Everyone was laughing as they piled through the door and Jon got straight on with the meet and greet.

Lucky looked at them all, their hairs were still wet from the quick shower they’d taken. She couldn’t see David, she wondered if his hair was straight when he’d showered? They all had jeans on, Jon’s were tight black ones and he’d teamed it with a blue shirt, opened down to the first three buttons. Then Richie, all in black, the shirt held together by the last three buttons. Tico, well he’d got his blue jeans and usual black t-shirt.

Then Lucky’s breath caught in her throat, there was David, hair damp, tight black jeans and a white flowing shirt, that, hell, she could see the ‘Joker’ through. He laughed at something Mike said and as he turned the shirt, that was open to the fourth button moved and she could see the damn tat! What she wouldn’t give to lick that… whoa calm down anyone would think she was horny!

She snapped back to Jon who was eyeing her up and smirking from two people down, was this going to have some payback in it?

‘Well hello there Lucky we meet again.’ The only warning was the smirk, he moved forward and up on his toes and kissed her directly on the mouth! ‘Hmmm, really it’s very nice to meet ya.’ He winked and walked off.

What the hell was that? They’d told everyone not to touch or kiss but they never said they wouldn’t kiss!!! Damn, before she could recover Richie stood in front of her; he didn’t say anything, just kissed her full on the lips! She could hear the other women squeaking and ahhing!

‘Nice to see ya darlin.’ Those chocolate eyes full of devilment and mischief.

She then noticed Obie with a camera, it was on and pointed straight at her, shit what the hell were they doing?

Tico looked her up and down, ‘Well miel you need to lean down for me or I need a stool!’ Laughing and still in shock she leant over and he too kissed her, but near her mouth, not on it.

That just left David who had the smuggest grin on his face, Lucky decided she couldn’t take any more, there had been some sort of set up between them; and as he moved away from the person next to her, she launched herself into his arms; knocking him slightly off balance, so his hands cupped her ass to stop her from falling. And she wrapped her legs about him, squealed ‘David’ in a high girly voice, and then latched her mouth onto his.

She heard the whooping, hollering and clapping from the people around her, but she tuned them out and focused herself on David.

She realised she was being carried and unhinging her lips from his she leaned back from him, arms about his neck, twisted her head till she saw Mike holding a door open and signalling David to go through. Out loud for everyone to hear she said ‘But David, I’m a virgin!’

He stuttered a bit, saw the twinkle in her eye, ‘Well baby you in a few minutes you won’t be!’ With that he crushed his mouth back to hers as they heard everyone fall silent at her saying, then laughter after his.

Walking into the room Mike slammed the door closed, then stood in front of it, arms folded daring anyone to try and get near it, and they didn’t.

Chapter 16

As the crowd started to file out, Mark nodded to Lucky to stay where she was, she complied, she said goodbye to Maureen and her husband, they’d already swapped email addy’s and waved them goodbye, Mo telling her to enjoy the meet and greet and she’d like to see all the pics Lucky had snapped, and would snap. Lucky nodded, but didn’t think she’d share all her pics.

Steve, Simon and Owen walked over seeing her stood there, and each pecked her cheek and said they hoped to see her again, email addy’s were swapped again, luckily for Lucky she’d got several email accounts and one was specifically for Jovi pals she knew and met.

‘Hey did Sambora keep flicking his picks at you?’ Owen asked.

‘Yeah, I think I’ve got about half a dozen or so.’ She laughed that didn’t include the one he’d written on or Jon’s.

‘Damn I wish I was a woman.’ They all cracked up laughing at Owen, ‘Seriously! We men never get picks because he only throws them at gorgeous women like yourself!’

Mark heard his complaint as he walked up to take Lucky with him; it was true only women got them.

Lucky grinned and put her hand in her pocket, and pulled out three picks, giving one to each boy. ‘I know it’s not the same as Richie throwing them at you, but here you go.’

All the boys looked stunned that she’d give them away, so was Mark, he liked this woman one hell of a lot! She’d got a good heart, kind, made a change.

‘We can’t take these.’ The boys argued, and she told them they could and to bring a hot girlfriend to the concerts and see if she’d get more picks from them. They all laughed and said bye again and walked off looking at the picks she’d given them.

‘You’d think I’d given them gold!’

‘You did, now come on we’ve gotta move, boys will be finished with their showers soon.’

The picture of David all wet nearly took her to her knees. ‘Damn Mark don’t say things like that, my heart might not be able to take it!’

Laughing they walked on.

Chapter 15

They were well into Sleep, and several more picks had hit their target no more notes on them, when Steve and two other tall boys appeared at her arm, ‘Time to move Lucky!’ He nodded at Mark who beckoned them over to the side. The boys crowded about her and gently pushed their way out of the crowd.

Richie had seen the boys surround her then move off, and his frown deepened again, who the hell were these boys? And why did they move Lucky off with them.

Mark moved them to the head of the queue, he’d had his orders, and Lucky wanted to get introduced to Steve’s brother Simon and their mate Owen, nice guys. So Mark left the guys with her, chatting and shooting the breeze.

As the ends of Whole Lot of Leaving floated to them, the fan pit emptied out the second lot, Mark walked up to them, ‘You ready people?’ The folks behind Lucky yelled yes, ‘Remember, don’t push, there’s room for all.’ With that he took Lucky by the hand and led them all forward, the boys crowding behind her like a human shield. The butterflies that had taken root in her stomach kicked off big time!

The strains of In These Arms started up as Mark let go of her hand and beckoned her to carry on walking, suddenly the roaring of the crowd and the music blasted her, and she was in the famed fan pit! Steve, Simon and Owen at her back carving out a niche for her at the side, right in David’s line of sight! She’d got a clear shot at him and whipped out her camera, and started snapping!

Everyone was singing along and Jon was working the other pit, but Richie turned to take a check of ‘his’ pit and his jaw nearly hit the floor there stood Lucky, surrounded by those damn boys! He noticed she was taking pics of David, who hadn’t realised she’d hit the stage. Grinning he wandered to David, and jerked his head to the pit. David frowned and then his whole face lit up when he recognised Lucky standing there. He blew her a kiss, then frowned, who the hell were the men surrounding her, making sure she wasn’t getting knocked about by the others in the pit?!

Jon walked by and noticed his two brothers were preoccupied by Richie’s pit. He spotted Lucky grinned and swaggered over to her; she nearly dropped her camera as the crowd behind her surged forward. He stopped dead and gave her the ‘wtf’ look at the guys surrounding her, no wonder Dave had a pissy look on his face.

The opening for Captain Crash started in, but Jon gave the ‘hold it’ signal, and the music quieted. Walking over to the pit he looked Lucky in the eye and he saw her swallow, she thought he was going for payback; he just wanted to be nosy!

He addressed the pit, popping his ear piece out, ‘How y’all doin tonight? Enjoying it?’ The pit screamed as did the crowd. He hunkered down right in front of Lucky, she started to go red, ‘Well darlin aren’t you a tall one. What’s your name baby?’ He cocked his head to one side and waited.

‘Elvira!’ Jon nearly choked, the boys at her side looked like they’d misheard. Jon thanked god he’d not put the mic towards her!

‘Lucky, what a great name.’ His eyes crinkled at the corners, the guys behind her frowned they knew she’d not said her real name, but somehow Jon knew it. They didn’t see Lucky discreetly flip him the bird.

Jon laughed at the bird, damn she was feisty! ‘Well now darlin, who are these strapping men behind you? Boyfriends?’

She rolled her eyes and said friends.

‘I’m sorry baby didn’t catch that, say it again.’ And as she said ‘friends’ again, he made certain the mic was in front of her and caught it. David heard it and grinned, damn Jon was good at times!

‘Well baby enjoy the show, boys lets go!’ With that they finally swung into Captain Crash.

Lucky couldn’t believe he’d pulled that shit in front of thousands of people! She looked at David who shrugged and blew her another kiss.

Steve leant to her ear and shouted, ‘Looks like you may have pulled! And how did Jon know your real name?’

She twisted and said into his ear, ‘Secret to the grave sweetie.’ He laughed and nodded and left it at that.

David had witnessed that little moment and he wondered about it, but not for long as she looked back at him, licked her lips and let her eyes wander up and down him. Christ he could feel the heat from here!

As We Got It Going On rolled to an end the pit was escorted out and back into the crowd. No sooner had she got back, another pick hit her front, and there was Jon grinning at her, not Richie. Lucky’s jaw hit the floor; she didn’t think he did that sort of thing! Damn! This one went in her front pocket with the written one Richie had thrown at her, the others went into the other front pocket.

The rest of the concert whizzed by, Richie sung I’ll Be There For You, and held the women in the audience captivated. When they sang Bad Name Lucky nearly ended up in a puddle, she loved that song.

For the encore they sang Always, another puddle maker where Lucky was concerned, and Wanted, this had the crowd singing louder than they had all night. As the boys left the stage for the last time the crowd screamed and clapped and didn’t want to leave.

But all good things come to an end!

Chapter 14

Lucky settled back into her spot, the woman next to her Maureen, asked if she’d glimpsed the guys back there, she said no. Hell she could have said yeah and David laid a doozy of a smacker on me, but she really wasn’t the type to kiss and tell. What had happened back there was, well to her, personnel.

The support band came on and she all but yawned through them, damn this was bad, they were doing support for most of the UK leg, grrr! Why couldn’t they have brought Nickelback back with them like last tour? Now those boys could rock and were damn easy on the eyes, when Chad nearly laid horizontal playing a rift, well Lucky had had some really interesting ideas about him.

But these guys didn’t do a thing for her and she spent a bit on time snapping some pics. Maureen wondered where the camera came from seeing as she had no bag with her. Lucky laughed ‘It’s that slim and small it fits in my jeans pocket.’ She handed it over for Maureen to look at.

‘Wow that is small and light!’ She quickly handed it back.

‘Yeah.’ It was damned expensive too, but worth it, no big clunky camera to find a place for.

Just then the support band finished, thank god! And the roadies came out to reset the stage, damn Jovi boys here they come!

Lucky felt a tap on her shoulder and a tall cute guy stood behind her, grinning. ‘Can I help you?’

‘Yeah, Mark said you were the reason for him scaring off the trampets earlier, Lucky right?’ He grinned at her. ‘I’m Steve.’

‘That’s right, oh so you were the lucky ones too, Marks a wonderful man.’ She threw him a kiss and a wink.

‘Well to say thanks to you, we, my bro and mate would like to buy you a beer/water/cola whatever you want. And I notice you’re in the pit the same time we are.’ He grinned at her, holding his wrist up for her to check.

‘Oh that’s cool, and regarding the drink well, really you should thank Ma…’

‘Nope he said to thank you, so pick your poison!’

‘Ok I’ll have a brew, but only one I’m driving.’ The smile she gave him, knocked him sideways, she was a hot looking woman!

‘Ok, back in a min, don’t go away!’ Lucky laughed and said she wouldn’t.

As Steve walked away the music died and the crowd roared, damn Jovi time!

Lucky watched as the guys filtered on stage, Tico first with Hugh, then David, who looked like he was looking for someone but was too far back. The crowd grew louder as Richie walked on stage.

As the strains of Lost Highways struck up Jon bounced onto stage and the crowd roared and they were off!

Richie had spotted Lucky as soon as he hit the stage, couldn’t miss that tall one! He grinned at her and winked. Maureen jabbed her in the ribs saying lucky thing.

Lucky just laughed and pretended she’d not noticed, but when Maureen wasn’t looking she stuck her tongue out at him and crossed her eyes. Richie stopped, stared then bust out laughing. As she checked out David something hit her chest, looking down she picked up a pick, it was one of Richie’s! Looking up he grinned down at her, smugly! It was the first of many she’d find hitting there all night. She flipped it over and on it, it read, ‘hey sexy’, she laughed and slipped it into her front pocket. She wondered if all his picks had that wrote on it, or just that one.

Half way through LH, Steve finally got back; he crowded behind her, shouting in her ear, making her jump, on stage Richie frowned. He handed her the beer, once again shouting her thanks into her ear, and pecking her on the cheek, Lucky just laughed, Richie’s frown grew deeper. Was she one of these women who had men dancing at her beck and call?

Jon joined him singing his butt of, Richie nodded to where Lucky was and Jon followed his line of sight, he too frowning at the boy standing with his arms either side of the woman who’d just been kissing the ass of his best friend!

They continued to singing and mugging to the crowd, but in reality they watched Steve bend, peck Lucky on the cheek again and take off. What the hell was that?

Lucky put the bottle to her lips, tipped her head and nearly choked when she saw the two men on stage frowning in her direction. What the hell had brought that on?

But like the true professionals they were they swung into Born to be my Baby, and headed of over the other side of the stage as the first fans hit the pit.

Lucky shrugged and clasping the bottle between her thighs snapped of twenty pics in quick succession, most of David, who though he couldn’t see her, knew where she’d be so kept blowing kissed her way and grinning like a loon. Some of the pics were of Jon and Richie too, but not many!

She was happily singing and dancing along with the rest of the people in the stadium.

Chapter 13

She shoved him away from her before she ripped his clothes of then and there! ‘You mean to tell me, you guys are staying at the hotel, on the same damn floor as I am?’

‘Yeah sugar, I’m next door to you, Richie’s across the hall in three-seventeen, Jon’s in three-fifteen; Teek’s in three-twenty-two and the rest of the band and crew are scattered over that floor, and the one below!

She couldn’t be hearing right!

He laughed, ‘Yeah, you were the burr in Jon’s side when he found out one suite was already booked and the hotel told him they wouldn’t cancel your room as you are a regular client. He was pissed! He made certain Mac and the guys checked the place out first before we went up. Now you’re tellin me you weren’t even there till today, fucking priceless!’ He carried on laughing.

‘Burr huh, and now I’ve punked him and I’m staying on the same damn floor in the same bloody hotel as he is! I’m dead meat walking!’ She groaned and wondered who’d she now pissed off to warrant this happening to her? Or was it a good thing? David next door, a wall dividing her and the man she’d lusted after for years! She grinned evilly and David spotted it wondering what was going on in that gorgeous head of hers!

‘Guys I’m sorry but we really need to get Lucky back to her spot soon, otherwise she’ll miss the start of the show, and Dave, Jon won’t be happy you’re not playing the keys!’ Damn the sparks though’s two were making will set the place alight soon. And wait till he told Mac that Lucky was the bogey they’d been scared was a rabid stalker!

David took her arms and pulled her closer to him, ‘Say you’ll join us later,’ This was whispered to her, nearly touching her lips, the man didn’t play fair. ‘Otherwise I’ll have to come and get ya.’ Devilment twinkled in his eyes.

She sighed long and loudly, ‘I suppose I could go for five minutes! Then at least you wouldn’t have to bug me about going.’ She fluttered her lashes at him and David laughed out loud, pulling her to him he gave her a quick kiss and with his arm still about her shoulders, pulled her towards the door.

They reached the door and Mark discreetly turned away.

‘Well Lucky looks like I have to let you go.’ With that he hauled her into his arms and proceeded to kiss the air from her lungs. His long fingers curving into her butt and pulling her into him, showing her exactly what she’d done to him.

The purr that left her throat when he pushed into her, curled his toes. Her fingers went to his hair, playing with his curls at first, then plunging her hands in pulling him tighter deepening the kiss.

He gently broke the kiss putting her away from him, propping her up on the wall, and clenching his fists by his side so he didn’t pull her back to him! Shit she had him all turned about!

Lucky was panting, Christ he knew how to kiss!

He reached out again, but at the last minute his hand went to her cheek, caressing it, ‘I’ll see you later darlin.’ With that he pulled back, blew her a kiss and walked away, blues eyes promising more; all the while wanting nothing more than to go back to her.

‘You ok there baby?’ Mark looked at the stunned woman still propped up against the wall.

‘Nope.’ And she promptly slid down it, landing on her recently fondled ass.

Mark laughed and hauled her up, asking if she needed to refresh her kissed off lipstick? Snickering at her when she blushed. From her back pocket she pulled out her deep red lip-gloss and slicked it over her kiss sensitive lips. ‘Ok I’m ready to go.’

With that they headed out the door and back to the fence.

They got back to the fence and the other guard and Mark reversed their lift and Lucky squeezed back in. Before he turned too walked away he heard the woman next to her talking.

‘Oh we wondered where you were! You’ve been gone for a long time, we were getting worried.’ A frown marred the woman’s forehead.

Mark waited for Lucky to gush that she’d met the guys and kissed the hell out of David, a grin on his face.

‘Oh I’m sorry, but when we got to the loo my zipper went! Poor Mark had to take me to the wardrobe ladies, Cindy and Amy. Lucky for me they are a wiz with a sewing machine and popped a new one in for me.’ She smiled down at the woman.

‘Wow you got to meet the women who make their clothes?’ The woman spoke in awe.

‘No I got to meet the lovely women who keep the guys clothes from busting at the seams.’ She laughed, ‘I asked them for a wardrobe malfunction every now and then so Jonny/Richie/David and Teek girls get a little more flesh, they said they’d see what they could do.’ The woman chortled as did the girls about her.

Mark snapped his jaw to. She’d not mentioned meeting the guys! Not even a glimpse, what the fuck was up with that. Other women would be screaming it from the roof tops, but not this one.

She saw him listening and winked at him, she wasn’t going to spill to anyone!

Chuckling he blew her a kiss then wandered off, but not too far, he’d been told to stick with her, good to be him then!

Chapter 12

They’d got about ten paces when Jon shouted after them, ‘Hey Lucky, you wanna come to the after show party?’

She stopped dead in her tracks and turned, ‘After that shit we’ve just pulled you want me to go to your party?’ Jon grinned and nodded, ‘Man you are one masochistic s.o.b!’

Jon cracked out a bark of laughter, ‘Yeah Dave can tell you where we are.’ And with that he saluted her and turned walking back to the others who were laughing too.

Lucky looked at David, ‘He really meant that? After that, Christ he either likes me or is looking for payback.’

‘Probably both honey.’ Mark snickered.

David just smiled, and started to walk her toward the outer door.

‘So where’s the party then, I may attend.’

‘Oh hell darlin you’re definitely goin.’ Green eyes smouldered into brown ones, Lucky swallowed damn he could growl!

She licked her lips and his eyes focused on them, fuck they’d not even done the damn show and he wanted to leave with her right this minute! ‘You always get your own way?’

‘Nope that’s Jon and Richie! I have to take any lil victory I can get.’

‘Ah well in that case can’t have you pouting all night can we. Where is it then?’ she smirked at him as her other had soothed his arm that was through hers, he nails scoring him through the shirt.

Crap if she keeps doing that he’d need a pant change! ‘It’s at the De Vere Grand Harbour hotel, you know it?’

Lucky stopped walking and looked at him like head grown two heads! ‘Know it I’m bloody staying there!’

‘You’re shitting me?’

‘Nope I checked in a serveral hours ago, but I’ve had the suite booked since I heard you were playing here. Damn that sounds sad!’ She flushed; Christ she sounded like a friggin teenager!

David frowned, she’d said ‘suite’ and there were only suites on the top floor… holy crap he thought! ‘What number are you staying in?’ He looked at Mark, who too had caught what she’d said.

Lucky noticed them watching her and felt a little uncomfortable, ‘Three-eighteen why?’

‘Holy crap you’re three-eighteen?’ He started to laugh along with Mark.

‘What the fuck is so funny about that, have you lost your marbles?’

‘Darlin Lucky, nope we ain’t lost em, it’s just …. Aw hell, hi Lucky I’m three-twenty how you doin doll!’ He thrust his hand out to shake hers.

‘What do you mean three-twenty? If you’re three-twenty that’d mean……….’ Her eyes grew wide and her mouth just opened and closed.

David leaned down to her, his finger reaching under her chin, closing it for her with a snap, ‘Yeah baby we’re stayin in the same hotel, and I’m your neighbour. Little bit of luck or what.’ He gently kissed her as her brain tried to take in what he was telling her, but his tongue side tracked her, worming its way into her mouth. Her brain just shut down completely!

Chapter 11

All the men jumped as she dashed out, wondering what the hell had gone off.

Lucky scanned the men there, mentally snickered and hope to hell David cottoned on! ‘How dare you! I’m a fucking fan not a bloody hooker!’ She yelled through the door.

David snapped his mouth closed, and dove in feet first hoping he got this right, ‘Well babe, coming backstage is mostly a clear indication you’re up for it. And damn darlin the outfit you’re wearing is screamin ‘fuck me’, so I didn’t think I was off target!’ He all but purred at her, a quick check showed him his brothers were stunned, good!

Lucky stamped back so they were toe to toe and nearly eye to eye, ‘So around you a woman can’t be herself without getting fuckin hit on and felt up.’

They both heard the ‘holy fuck’ from the peanut gallery, and twinkling eyes were the only thing to tell they were laughing inside; otherwise both demeanours had them giving out pure hate.

‘Darlin, why you so angry, you’ve already told the boys you’re a David girl, so what’s your problem, I’ve got an itch and you can scratch it for me.’ He leered down to her breast, making sure he really did have a damn good look.

They only warning he had was her glance downwards and a pleading look, ‘You wanker!’ Her knee came up and slammed into him, and down he went, collapsing into a moaning heap. ‘I hope it rots and falls off you bastard!’ She pulled back her boot and as it went forward she felt steel arms clamp on her shoulders and yanked her backwards.

‘Now Lucky, you don’t really want to kill him.’ Mac said as she started to struggle in his grasp.

‘Yes I do, he's a fuckin moron!’ She jerked out of his arms, watching as the others ran to David’s aid. She rounded on Mark, who walked towards her, ‘How could you do such a thing? I thought you liked me? Yet you led him straight to me, bastard!’ She then threw herself into Mike’s arms, sobbing like a woman dying.

Her shoulders shaking, but from laugher as she peeked and saw them gingerly helping David up, she gave a wrenching sob.

‘Aw darlin I swear he’d never done anything like this before, sshh don’t cry I hate seeing a woman cry.’ Mike and Mark said trying to comfort her, and wondering what the fuck had come over David, he was normally the gentleman out of the bunch!

David was now standing up, but bent over. Man he’d only had a second to figure out what she was going to do and just managed to jerk back so it looked like she’d nailed him good and proper. His brothers were rallying about him; he just wanted to laugh his ass off.

‘Fuck Davy you ok there?’ Richie was full of concern for him, but he didn’t know whether to help him or slap him! What the hell was wrong with him, it was totally un-David like.

Jon was wondering if he should have Lucky thrown out or David!

Tico watched from the side, not certain what he was seeing was real.

At Richie’s enquiry Lucky ripped herself out of Mike’s loose grip, dodge Mark and pushed Richie away from David, ‘Why the fuck ask him if he’s ok, he fuckin started it! Didn’t you asshole?’

The next thing any of them knew Lucky was in David’s arms, her leg wrapped around his anchoring her to him, and kissing the shit out of him. David’s arms tightened on her, first shocked what she’d done, then his brain shut down and his arms clamped her to him and his mouth ravaged hers. Both of them totally forgetting it was only a game, as their bodies and mouths collided.

Lucky was in heaven, he kissed her like he meant it, hard, hot and passionate. She didn’t know she was going to do it, till she found herself wrapped in his arms and kissing him! And damn the man could kiss! She felt his erection, and gently ground into it, causing him to groan.

David’s hands moved down to her ass, cupping, squeezing and holding her so he could lift her to his aching dick better.

The men surrounding them just stood and stared, then started to cough as the couple in front of them forgot all about them and started to get hot and heavy.

‘Jesus David, get a fuckin room will ya!’ This was growled from Tico, who stood with a big smirk on his face.

That finally penetrated the fog of want surrounding Lucky and David; they broke away slowly, staring into each others eyes, coming back to the surroundings and people about them.

David’s fingers burrowed themselves under her hair, cupping her neck; he could feel her pulse going just as fast as his own. ‘Teek I would but we’ve got a job to do bro.’ He lent back to Lucky and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.

She finally snapped back to the present with a start, hell it was supposed to have been a joke, but it had backfired on her and she’d been lost in him! She took in the shocked and snickering faces about her, time to pull it together!

‘Damn Davy, tell me their not always this easy to put one over on?’ She grinned at Mark, ‘Never try a set up sweetie; it could bite you on your ass.’ Then they both started to laugh as the lights finally came on.

‘Well fuck me!’ Was all Jon could muster!

‘Get in line behind David and I’ll think about it.’ Was the rejoinder from Lucky, she blew a kiss at Jon, who blinked rapidly.

‘Holy crap! That was fun to watch!’ Snorted both Amy and Cindy, who were holding onto the doorframe for support as they laughed themselves silly.

‘Well boys, as much fun as this has been I need to get back out front, Mark, come on I need a guide!’ She tried to walk away but David held fast to her hair, wrapping it about his hand and pulling her gently back.

‘I thought you might like to watch from the side.’ He didn’t want to let her out of his sight just yet.

Lucky looked into those blue eyes and nearly said yes, but she managed to stop herself, ‘Nah, I like to see Jon shakin his money maker and laying it on for the crowd too much! Plus for once I’ve got a damn good spot.’ Her hands toyed with his open shirt, wanting nothing more to re-plaster her body on his!

‘You’re sure I can’t tempt you?’ He watched as she licked her lips, longing to kiss them some more.

‘Oh baby you can tempt any time, but just not now.’ She reluctantly pulled away from him.

‘Well in that case I’ll walk you to the door.’ He crooked his arm at her, she smiled linking with it, they sauntered of, Mark in front, they guys behind, shaking their heads at what had gone on.