Chapter Twelve

“Ok, that’s it. I’m done!” Richie yelled in frustration.

“What?” Jon asked confused. He had no idea what his best friend was talking about.

“I’M DONE!” he yelled. “You ain’t listening and when you are listening you are all grumpy and pissed. I’m done!” Richie turned and walked away. After a couple meters he stopped and turned back.

“You know what…Move it!” he said and indicated to Jon to get on his feet.

“What?” Jon’s confusion was getting bigger. “I thought we want to write?”

“I said: Move it!” Rich pulled Jon towards the door and totally ignored what his friend asked. “We gonna visit her!”

During the last week Jon was getting grumpier, frustrated and absolutely not to live or work with. And all this it seemed because he and Kim couldn’t find some time in their schedules to see each other. He would end that now!

Jon tried to free himself from Richie’s grip and stopped dead in his tracks when he realized what his band mate was up to.

“But I don’t even know whether she’s at home.” Jon protested while Richie directed him into the elevator.

“We’ll figure out. And when she’s not home, you two will have a nice date in her office at the hospital.” Richie said when they reached the lobby. Jon frowned.

“TAXI!” Richie yelled as soon as they were outside the building. Jon only rolled his eyes.

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Half an hour later they were in the lobby of the San Remo.

“Hi Ed. We would like to visit Miss Anderson.” Richie greeted the concierge and placed a hand on Jon’s shoulder preventing him to turn around and ran away. He really didn’t like Richie’s treatment.

“Yes, she is there.” Ed said after a call up to the apartment.

“Thank God.” Richie mumbled and pulled a grinning Jon into the elevator.

“Jon? Richie? What are you doing here?” Kim asked them irritated when they exited the elevator.

Jon finally pulled his arm free and looked angry at Richie. “Well, Mr. Stupid here thought we need to see each other.”

Kim still looked confused. Why was he so grumpy?

“No, no, no…” Richie replied with a raised index finger and closed the door behind them after they entered her apartment. “I said YOU definitely need to see her. I’m sure she’s not grumpy and frustrated. I’m sure her friends can still live with her.”

Jon’s eyes narrowed dangerously, but Richie seemed un-effected by the fury in his friend’s eyes. Kim chuckled softly.

“Well, honestly I think the boys are rather happy to see you.” she said and pointed at Kidd and Sambo who were coming over to them with gladly wagging tails. Jon smiled when Kidd nudged his hand to get pet.

“I think I let them feel my bad mood in the last couple days.” She added softly. Jon looked at her grinning. It was good to know that she missed him as much as he missed her. Rich watched smiling how Jon let his gaze travel over Kim’s body.

She looked great in this hot pink “Love is a Gamble” Ed Hardy shirt and the light grey trousers. Her hair was pulled back in a low ponytail and she was wearing cute four inch high heels to complete the outfit. Fighting not to growl loudly, Jon finally walked over to Kim and pulled her in his arms to kiss her deeply.

She moaned gently when his tongue invaded her mouth and Jon tightened his arms around her waist. She was driving him crazy. He wanted her so much it hurt. Coming up for air, he said in a harsh voice:

“Fuck off, Sambora!”

“Jon!” Kim pulled back from him shocked.

“What?” he looked at her inquiring.

“How can you say something like that to him?” She asked reproachful. Richie laughed.

“It’s ok, darling! After more than 25 years that’s the normal tone.”

Kim shook her head in disbelieve when Jon nodded agreeing. “Nevertheless you don’t have to leave Richie.” She said with a stern glance at Jon when he wanted to protested. Richie couldn’t hide his grin.

“Nah, it’s ok …I better give you two some alone time, otherwise I can’t continue to work with Mr. Grumpy here.” Jon rolled his eyes again, but didn’t say anything. Actually he was rather thankful that Richie dragged him over to her apartment.

“Well, ok…but…” Kim started but was interrupt by the ringing of her mobile.

Blood on blood

One on one

We’d still be standing

When all was said and done

Jon and Rich looked at her amused. She laughed.

“Well, that’s Fran. She insisted that this is the right song for us.” Richie chuckled.

“Hi Fran.” Kim answered her phone laughing, but turned serious in the next second.

“Fran, Fran…calm down. I don’t understand a word. Breathe, sweetheart, breathe.” She told her friend. Jon and Richie exchanged a concerned look. Would could upset Fran so much?

“Ok, ok…I understand, but he’s not unconscious, right? Ok…yeah, I know…Fran, please calm down…yes, we’ll be there in a few minutes. You know what you have to do.” She paused shortly listening to her obviously crying friend.

“FRAN! You are a nurse, for God’s sake…act like one!” She told her in a strict voice. “We’ll be there soon!”

She hung up the phone and walked straight over to the closet she used as a wardrobe next to the entrance door.

“Jon please take this…and Richie you take this one.” She handed a heavy metal suitcase to each of them. They looked at her confused.

“Jason got hurt. We need to go over to him. Follow me.” She explained shortly and took a third smaller suitcase out of the closet and left the apartment.

The men followed her suit.

Chapter Eleven

Kim sighed when she left her bathroom and looked at her bed covered with papers, different books and medical magazines. All she wanted to do was crawl into bed and sleep, but unfortunately she needed to work on her presentation for the seminar now. She only had to two days left before she would be standing in front of 100 doctors and professors, all a capacity in their field of work. Lightly she shook her head. Why did she agree to participate?

She hated it to speak in front of people. It was not her world. Her world was at a hospital, helping sick kids. Rubbing her tired eyes she put on her sleep shirt, climbed into bed. Maybe one or two of the participants would talk with her about Tyson. Maybe they would have another strategy, but she doubted it.

Sighing she opened her laptop and started to work her way through different articles and reports to prepare her presentation. When she was nearly done, her cell phone rang.

“Anderson” she answered with her thoughts miles away.

“Don’t tell me you are still in the hospital, honey.” Jon’s voice sounded warm in her ear. A soft smile spread across her face immediately. God, she missed that voice today and already thought he wouldn’t find the time to call. But he did…as he did all the other days. He kept his promise.

She put her laptop aside and snuggled deep into her pillow.

“Even worse, I’m sitting in bed after a bath that wasn’t really relaxing and try to put my presentation for the seminar together.” Kim told him.

Jon groaned. “Damn Kimi don’t tell me things like that. Now I have pictures of you naked in the bathtub in my head.” He was in bed as well and now his imagination was running wild. Lightly he shifted to easy the pressure in his groin.

She laughed. “And that’s a bad thing?”

“When I’m not with you, but in my apartment only in the company of Rich…yes, it is!” He replied chuckling.

Kim grinned. “So you two are writing?”

“Well, we try…subject matter is there, now we only need to put it into songs, but that’s not important right now…” he paused and Kim wondered what he was up to. “…Is your hair still wet from the bath?” he asked in a low voice.

“I put it up in a do. I don’t like it getting wet in the evening.“ she said and tried not to moan at his sexy voice.

“Aww, I like it much better when it’s down and covers you.” Jon said.

“Jon…what are you doing?” she asked nervously chewing at her bottom lip.

“Well, what do you think I’m doing?” he asked in a teasing voice. She swallowed hard.

“I…I…think you wanna talk me into telephone sex….but I’m not sure I can do it.” She said with a trembling voice.

“And why not honey?” he whispered softly, hoping that she would trust him enough to jump into this little adventure.

“Well, you know I never did…IT, so how should this possibly work?” she tried to calm her body, but Jon didn’t miss the little excitement in her voice.

“That may be true, but you can’t tell me you never touched yourself before, never let your hands wander over your body, circling the hard pecks of your breasts, gliding lower to your core…” his voice was a sultry whisper.

“Jon!” He could hear her labored breathing now clearly through the phone.

“Yes, honey?” he asked in a husky voice.

“I…I…” she stuttered. Unbelievable! How could he turn her on like that without even being here?

“Are you turned on honey? Are you all wet for me?” He whispered again. She shivered.

“Yes…”she answered breathless and was glad Jon couldn’t see her flushed face. Jon growled low in his throat.

“Just imagine MY hands on your body…close your eyes honey…I know you can do it.” He encouraged her softly.

Hesitant she closed her eyes and brought an image of him to her inner eye. A soft smile was on her face when she imagined his smile, his soft, gentle lips while he was kissing her, the strong arms, and his so damn hot body.

Her breathing sped up and she moaned in pleasure when she thought of his body close to her…naked. Her hands trembled when they were running over her body, played with her breasts before wandering lower. Jon closed his eyes at that sweet sound and firmly started to stroke himself.

“My hands touch your thighs gently and run through your curls…” he continued to tell her.

“Jon…There are no curls.” She whispered softly and sighed deeply when her fingers found her clit.

“Oh, God honey!” Jon hissed and pumped himself harder as he imagined her soft flesh under his fingers.

“My fingers play with you; tease you before I lean down kiss you...”

Kim gasped at the thought of his lips on her hot flesh and a familiar tingle started in her body.

“My tongue dances with your clit…you know how good I’m at that, right honey? Can you feel it?” he teased her.

“God, yes!” Kim closed her eyes and moved her fingers faster over her most intimate flesh.

“I can taste you; your juices are floating my mouth…Hmmmm…Hmmmm so sweet and good, honey.” He told her in a husky voice.

“JON, please…!” she pleaded. He grinned.

“I lick you firmly, your hips can’t stand still then…” he stopped smirking.

“WHAT? What then?” she nearly screamed into the phone. He chuckled softly.

“I suck hard on your clit … you loose control and come forcefully, floating my mouth!” Kim gulped and before she knew it an orgasm ran through her body.

“JOOOOON!” Kim’s screaming went right to his cock and he joined her just seconds later.

“Honey, are you ok?” Jon asked after a little while.

“Hmmm.” She replied still breathing strongly. He smiled.

“Sleep tight, honey.” Jon whispered.

“You too, baby.” Kim replied smiling.

Happily Jon hung up. She called me baby!

Chapter Ten

Kim slowly opened her eyes and wondered where she was. Her bed? Oh my god! She nearly jumped out of it, before she realized she was alone. Jon didn’t stay. Groaning she let herself fall back again. How could she fell asleep? Dammit!

Checking her alarm clock she realized that it was nearly time to get up. It wouldn’t make any sense to sleep longer. After a long warm shower she dressed in some black jeans and a light blue pullover. She would put on her working clothes later at the hospital. She was famous for her funny t-shirts with cartoon characters. The kids loved them.

Entering the living room she saw that Jon even cleaned up the table and closed the patio doors, so the dogs wouldn’t be out side over night. She smiled. What should she do now? Should she call him?

Before she could make a decision her door bell rang. Curious she walked to the door and wondered why the concierge didn’t call. When she checked the peephole all she could see were two Styrofoam cups with the green Starbucks emblem on it.

“Who is there?” she asked loudly through the door and alarmed her dogs with her lightly nervous voice. Immediately they showed up next to her and sniffed at the door. Surprisingly they didn’t bark. Kim frowned.

“Kimi? It’s me Jon!” was the muffled reply through the door. She breathed out relieved and opened the door.

“Breakfast!” Jon announced cheerfully, but his smile faded when he saw her scared face.

“Honey, are you ok?” he asked concerned while he entered her apartment.

“Yeah, yeah...I’m fine. It’s nothing.” Kim tried to assure him, but he didn’t buy it.

“I scared you right?” he asked softly. Kim sighed deeply and nodded hesitant.

“Oh, honey I’m sorry.” He put the coffee cups and food bag on the table and pulled her into his arms. She tried to relax, told herself that she was safe, but somehow it didn’t work. “I asked the concierge not to call up, because I wanted surprise you.”

“That’s sweet.” She mumbled against his chest and tried to push her fear away.

“Did you have problems in the past?” Jon wondered. “I mean with people showing up at your door.”

“It was a long time ago.” Kim tried to avoid the answer and left Jon’s embrace to carry the cups and food bag over to the kitchen.

“Kimi?” Jon followed her, but she didn’t look at him. Softly he lifted her chin with his hand and was surprised by the fear in her eyes. “What happened, honey?”

“I was nearly kidnapped twice. Once as a kid…they tried to push me into a car when I left the school building and the second time they were at our door, I was fourteen, I think.” Jon stared her shocked.

“Both times it was my dad who prevented the kidnapping.” She sighed. “Shortly after my parent’s death I realized I didn’t feel safe in my apartment anymore. That’s the real reason why I got Kidd and Sambo. They are my bodyguards and they can be deadly.”

Jon gulped and looked at the two dogs who were sitting peacefully a couple meters away from them watching their mistress carefully. One word from her and they would attack him.

“But they only react on your commands, right?” he asked nervously. Kim looked at him surprised and followed his gaze over to the dogs. She grinned.

“Yeah. You don’t have to worry.” She smiled at him. “Now tell me what you’ve got in the bags?” she asked.

Jon groaned. “You can’t be hungry again. There were no leftovers from the Chinese food. We ate everything.”

“I’m always hungry. I thought that would be clear by now.” Kim said chuckling and put the croissants, bagels and donuts on a plate.

“So, I always have to make sure to have something to eat at my place.” He teased her and offered her one of the coffee cups. She grinned and took a long sip from the warm liquid.

“Jon…” she said hesitant. He looked at her questioning. “Thanks for carrying me to bed last night and cleaning up down here.”

He smiled softly. “You are welcome, honey. I really enjoyed tugging you in…maybe we could do it again someday…with you still awake.” He added smirking.

Kim watched him for a second, chewing on her bottom lip nervously. She knew very well what he hinted. Was she ready for that? Well, he doesn’t want to do it right now, she told herself.

“Yeah, maybe someday.” She agreed with a little flush on her face. Jon smiled and squeezed her hand softly. He already thought he went too far with his teasing.

“So, tell me to do have to work tonight?” he asked while eating one of the bagels.

She sighed. “Unfortunately yes. And honestly I have no idea whether we are able to see each other during the next week. Two of my colleagues are sick and I have to prepare for a seminar which I will host from Friday to Sunday at Columbia University.” Kim told him with a sad look on her face.

“Sounds like a busy week for you.” Kim nodded and looked at him worried. Would he understand it?

He got up and hugged her. “Kimi, I know that feeling. When we are doing promotion or touring my days are loaded with work as well.” He kissed her softly. “It’s sad that we can’t see each other for a couple days, but I think we need to get used to it, right?” She nodded smiling.

“And it has one good thing. Rich and I should get some work done as well, which means Fran won’t be angry at you anymore when the new album comes out.” Kim laughed out loud.

Chapter Nine

Kim had just entered her apartment when the telephone rang.

“Hello?” she asked breathless.

“Hi honey.” Jon’s soft voice came through the speaker and sent shivers down her back. “Did you just get home?” he asked when he heard her still labored breathing.

“Yeah, I had to stay longer. Sorry, did you try to get a hold of me before?” she shrugged her light jacket off and tossed it on the couch. God, she was so beat.

“No, I didn’t. So, ready for our dinner?”

“Uhm, no not yet, but in a little while…” she answered and pet Sambo who came over to greet her.

“You do not really sound enthusiastic about it. Already bored with me?” Jon only half joked.

“No! God, no. I’m simply beat that’s all Jon. Give me an hour and I’m ready, ok?” she tried to assure him. He paused for some seconds.

“Jon? Are you still there?” she looked at her phone irritated. Did he hang up?

“Yeah, I am…I was just thinking…” he paused again and took a deep breath. She can only say no, so come on, man up! “How about I come over, bring some food and we spend a nice evening at your place…maybe watching a movie or something.” He crossed his fingers and hoped she would say yes.

“I would like that a lot Jon.” She said relieved he still wanted to see her. “How about Chinese?”

“Sounds good to me. Anything special?”

“Something with chicken and spicy…oh, and shrimp chips, please.” He smiled, when he heard the excitement in her voice.

“Your wish is my command. See you in a few, honey.”

“Bye Jon.” Smiling she hung up. That “Honey” sounded nice. Ok, focus! What to do first? She looked down at herself and saw the still present marks on her shirt from the small boy who vomited on her today. She grimaced. Shower, definitely. She grabbed her jacket and ran upstairs.

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About an hour later, Jon was standing in front of her door with two huge bags filled with delicious smelling Chinese food. After the third ring an again breathless Kim opened the door, just pulling her grey hoodie with huge blue letters ‘GIANTS’ over her head.

“I’m sorry, when I wanted to jump under the shower Fran called and I couldn’t get rid of her.”

“You didn’t have to shower just because of me.” He said when he walked with her into the living room and set the bags on the couch table.

“Oh, believe me. I had to.” He looked at her questing.

“Small kids don’t warn you before they vomit.” She explained and Jon grimaced.

“Oh, shit.” He remembered that time with his kids rather well and was glad it was over.

“Yeah.” She laughed and looked through the bags. “Wow, did you buy all their food?”

“Nah, just enough to get through the evening.” Jon’s voice came from the kitchen. She looked up and saw him crouching down in front of Kidd and Sambo biscuits in his hands. “Hey, guys how are you doing? Remember me?” he said with a juicy voice and was rewarded with a small woof from Kidd and a stern glance from Sambo before they took the biscuits from his hands.

“You spoil them.” Kim said. He turned around and saw her standing behind him with crossed arm, but a smile on her face.

“That’s what daddies do and I’m good at it.” He said and stood up. “Hi.” He said and softly framed her face with his hands before he bent down to kiss her. Kim sighed happily and relaxed against his body. His hands left her face so his arms could pull her closer.

“Hi.” She whispered when they parted and her hands slowly let go of his hair. He smiled and pulled her close one more time. She just smelled so good…like mango.

“So, how about we start dinner? I’m starving.” Kim said with a pleading voice.

“Well, we can’t have that.” He pulled her over to the bags. Eagerly she started unpacking the little boxes.

“Oh, that smells good….Do you need a plate?” she asked when she dug into her spicy chicken. Jon watched her amazed. So it wasn’t just because of her nightshift; she really seemed to enjoy food.

“Nah, it’s ok. I’m a guy. I’m used to eating from the box.”

She chewed on her last bite. “I’m sorry. You know when I get hungry food is everything that counts.” She put her box down and wanted to get off the couch.

“Stay. It’s ok…really.” He reached for her arm and pulled her down on the couch again. ”Shrimp chip?” he offered with a smile.

She laughed. “Hell, yeah.” And leaned forward to take it with her mouth out of his hand. His eyes darkened lightly. But she didn’t seem to see it and was already occupied with her food again. He grinned lightly. She really has no idea what she’s doing to me.

“So, you like the Giants?” he asked and pointed at her at hoodie.

She nodded her mouth still filled with the delicious food. “Yeah, football helps me to relax.”

Jon smiled. “Can I marry you?” Kim choked on her food. Jon put his box down immediately and caring tapped her back. “I’m sorry; I didn’t mean that to happen.” He said when she stopped coughing.

“It’s ok. You simply surprised me with that question.” She sipped at her Mt. Dew. “Why would you wanna marry me?” she asked curious.

“Well, you love football, you like MY team, you love food…oh, and you are gorgeous. What could a guy asked more for?” He chuckled.

“Interesting priorities.” She shook her head and laughed.

“You have to tell me. Are you and Richie working on a new album?” Jon looked at her surprised about the subject change. Interesting!

She smiled. “Fran is a fan…a huge fan…and she’s still angry with me that I didn’t get an autograph from Richie when he was here…” Jon laughed. “I have to give her something to forgive me.” Jon laughed even louder.

“Yeah, we are working on some songs and I could get her that autograph.”

“Would you? She would thank you every time she sees you.” Jon smiled at her hopeful look.

“Nah, she can thank Rich.” Kim laughed out loud at his comment.

“She would believe, she would.”

“So, tell me about Fran? How did you become friends?” Jon asked and looked for some more rice. Kim handed him the box.

“We met in high school and hated each other.” Jon looked up surprised. “It’s true. Don’t ask me how we became best friends. I have no idea. While I studied, she became a nurse. I was her maid of honor on her wedding 8 years ago; I was with her when Jason was born…”

“I see.” Jon said.

“…her husband, Michael was in Afghanistan, and I was with her in hospital when Michael died three years ago.“ Jon looked at her shocked. Kim put down the little white box she held in her hands.

“I’m sorry, honey.” Slowly he pulled her into his arms.

“…a couples months later, she had to comfort me, because my parents died.” Kim sighed. “I think we two became something like a family with Jason.” Jon nodded. He couldn’t imagine how that felt. His parents were alive. The only person from his family who ever died was his grandmother and that was over a decade ago.

“It’s good that you two are looking out for each other.” Jon said and touched her hair softly.

“Yeah, it is.” Kim agreed. She sighed. “But now enough of that…Do you know the movie ‘True Lies’?” she asked.

“With Arnold Schwarzenegger and Jamie Lee Curtis?”

Kim nodded. “I can’t remember when I watched it the last time.” He said.

“Good!” Kim beamed and turned on the TV. When the movie was over Jon realized that she’d fallen asleep in his arms. Carefully he shifted his position and picked her up in his arms. She snuggled closer to his warm body, but didn’t wake up. When he passed the dogs on his way to the stairs they barked softly.

“Shhh, boys. She’s ok.” He assured them and hoped they wouldn’t follow him upstairs. Looking around when he reached the upper level he could see one door slightly open. When he entered the room he was greeted by a huge bedroom in a warm yellow color. Gently he placed her in the middle of her bed and pulled the covers over her body.

“Good night, honey.” he whispered and kissed her cheek softly.