Chapter 103

Kim sighed and wrapped the light cardigan she was wearing closer around her body.  It was June and yet she couldn’t get herself to walk around in just a T-shirt, not even at home. It was as if the extra layer of fabric was protecting her.

She took another sip of her coffee and stared out of the window. Last night she had to use all her self-control and go out for a business dinner. And she hated every minute of it.

Her boss asked to talk to a potential sponsor for a new unit at the hospital. It wasn’t the first time she was doing such talks, but that guy last night really got on her nerves. He was constantly hitting on her, trying to touch her hand and making rather inappropriate comments and she was pretty sure it wouldn’t have been so easy to leave after their talk at the restaurant when Lloyd wouldn’t have been there.

That guy really had the nerves and tried to get into the car with her. She couldn’t believe it. He was old enough to be her grandfather. Kim wished she would have been able to get a hold of Jon yesterday, but by the time she made it home he was already on stage in Europe.

She had just sit down on the couch with Kidd and Sambo by her feet when her mobile rang. She smiled and picked it up.

“Hi Jon.”

“Hi. How are you?” He sounded aggravated.

“I’m ok, …” she waited for him to ask why, but the line stayed silent. She could only hear his breathing.

“…how was the show last night?”

“Great.”

Kim started to get irritated. Why was he acting so strangely?

“Jon, is something wrong?”

“Well, I don’t know…you tell me!” His voice was harsh.

“Jon, I have no idea what you are talking about? Went something wrong at the show last night? Or did one of the kids steal your drops again?”

Dorothea and kids finally made it London with a huge delay. While Dot was beat, her children were totally excited, especially Stephanie. Kim was really looking forward to see the kids in two days as well.

“No, nothing is wrong on this side of the pond…” he paused shortly.

“How was your DATE last night?” he spat the words out. Kim frowned.

“Date? I didn’t have a date, Jon. It was a business meeting. You know that. I told you the hospital is trying to get a new sponsor.”

“Well, it seems you had a pretty good time…pretty hot dress for a business meeting.” He was stressing the last two words.

“What? I was wearing my black dress. There’s nothing hot about it.” She stopped.

“How do you know what I was wearing?” she suddenly wondered.

“Well, what do you think…your pics with that old senile guy are all over the papers and internet. You sure had a good time, all smiles for him!”

“Pics? What kinda pics?” She rushed to her lap top and started to search. Easier than she thought she found them. Somehow this vultures were able to get pretty good shots of her. How she had no idea, because the restaurant was on the 25^th floor.

She nearly vomit when she read the text next to the pictures.

“Jon Bon Jovi’s girlfriend is having a good time while he is touring in Europe. Seems she got over the attempted rape rather fast…if there ever was one.”

She stopped herself from continuing to read that crap. But what worried her was the fact that Jon seemed to believe those words.

“Oh, come on Kim. You should know by now that the pap-rats will follow you. You are MY girlfriend after all.”

“I’m Dr. Kimberly Anderson! I don’t define myself over being Jon Bon Jovi’s girlfriend. You better be careful saying such things, Jon.” She couldn’t believe he really said that.

“Well, Doctor Anderson…did you have fun last night? Did he give you all his money…and maybe more?” the sarcasm was dripping heavily from Jon’s voice. Tears started to swell up in her eyes.

“For your information, the evening was terrible. That bastard had nothing better to do than hit on me all night and if Lloyd wouldn’t have been there, I would have probably knock him out to get home.”

“Ah, don’t be so dramatic.” She shook her head in disbelieve.

“Jon, why are you doing this? Why do you think I would go home with somebody else? I had to really pull it together to go to this meeting at all. You know I’m not able to let anybody come close to me…even we didn’t…”

“You know what, save it. I don’t wanna hear it. Are you still coming to London?” he interrupted her

“Do you still want me to come?” she could barely get the words out.

“Sure. The kids can’t wait to see you.”

“Well, we don’t wanna disappoint them, right?” she was shaking from anger, frustration and sadness.

“See you then. Bye.” Before she could say anything the line was dead.

“Bye, Jon.” She whispered before erupting in tears. Sobbing she lay on her couch. She could feel Sambo nudging her nervously. When she turned to face him he carefully licked the salty tears from her cheeks. She smiled sadly and wrapped her arms around him.

Should she really fly to London? Should she really deal with him? What if they had a huge fight there? What if he wouldn’t wanna see her?

Suddenly she sat up and shook her head about her own stupidness. She sure could take care of herself in London. She didn’t need him. Kim decided she would go to London, but there were certain pre-cautions she would take.