Chapter 2

Mike couldn’t help himself; he needed to see these women close up, especially the tall one. He was in lust with her hog, and if he was honest, with the rider too! And damnit why shouldn’t the head of security use his status at times!

She turned, and damn she was hot close up as she’d seemed from afar. He did a quick check of her ring finger, nope, no ring or indent.

He held out his hand, ‘Hi I’m Mike Reardon, head of Jovi security. Are you ladies ok here?’ He shook Mary’s hand first then Lucky’s, man her hands were soft.

The girls introduced themselves, and Mike grinned, Mary was cute and damn feisty, but Lucky, she was wonderful. Her husky voice set his dick on edge, her laugh was wicked and so it seemed was her humour, but she didn’t seem to realise how pretty she was! How the hell did that happen, she was a nice woman!

‘So you won a comp then?’ He asked.

‘Yeah, miracles do happen don’t they?’ Lucky grinned she liked Mike, big, fierce, loud and a teddy bear!

‘Looks like it, so what does this win entail?’ Hell he wanted to find out if he’d see her about later, she was a woman he could have fun with, within a minute of meeting her, he realised he could be, gasp, friends with this lady! And he didn’t have one friend that was a female. Oh he’d got his friends wives/girlfriends etc, but not one he’d made on his own in all his forty-nine years!

Lucky looked at Mary, ‘I’ve no idea really, the letter was pretty vague, just said I’d won tickets, two, for Southampton Jovi show. So Mary what did I win?’ Her eyes sparkled with laughter, she was just happy to be here.

‘Yeah the bosses kept it vague so you had the surprise when you got here. You got two tickets, didn’t you use it?’

‘No my best friend is on holiday, and I didn’t want to have to pick between my other Jovi friends, so hence me being stag!’

‘Ok, suppose you’re right, I wouldn’t want to pick between my friends in my best mate couldn’t make it!’ Mary noticed Lucky’s eye roll and snickered, ‘Sorry, off track again.’

Mike chuckled; Mary didn’t say one word when twenty would get her to the point, eventually!

‘You get to go in when the fan club does, so you get right to the stage, lucky bitch! You get to go into the pit for three songs, not sure which group you’re in, but you’ll get right up close and personnel, just imagine Jon’s arse right next to you! Then after the show you get to go backstage for a meet and greet with the guys!’ Mary looked up at Lucky to see her reaction!

‘Holy crap! No wonder you didn’t put that in a letter! I get to go in one of the pits, well fuck someone get me the smelling salts!’ She made out she was going to faint, and sat down on her bike. Jesus, fans waited a life time to get in the pits, now she was going to do that, and go backstage, holy fuck!

Jack was busy snapping pics at her dumbfounded look.

Mike noticed she’d not agreed about his bosses butt, unusual, that and his fur was what most women drooled over, it killed Jon, but he shook his money maker every concert and for this tour seemed to be getting his shirt open or off more than normal! Mind you, with his marriage being kaput, his divorce final over six months now it wasn’t surprising he’d finally got to grips with being single again; along with Richie and David they’d all discovered a life from their ex’s.

Something sparkly caught his eye, jerking him out of his musings; he leaned closer to Lucky, ‘Well Mary I can tell you I don’t think she’d be much bothered about Jon’s ass! The lady seems to be taken with another member of the group.’ He grinned at Lucky whose head had snapped up to look at him.

‘What do you mean, and how would you know who she liked? She hasn’t said anything!’ Mary was intrigued.

‘You’re a David girl aren’t you darlin?’ Mike chuckled, David had his fans but he didn’t recall any being this pretty, man he couldn’t wait to wind David up!