Voices wake me the next morning. I groan and rub my eyes before sitting up in bed. The other half of the bed is still neatly made. I shake my head and jump as the bedroom door bursts open. "Wanna explain why loverboy is on the sofa?" Lex asks, jumping on the bed. I shake my head. "He's not my loverboy" I say, looking at her. She leans in closer to me. "What happened?" she asks. "All over each other at the arena, now he's on the sofa and you cried yourself to sleep. Don't even bother trying to deny it Lor, your eyes look like shit. What gives?" "The arena was an act Lex" I say. "They all think he's married, we had to be like that." "Bullshit" she says. "You obviously didn't read my text properly. There's more to it than acting. I'm not stupid Lor." I shake my head. "Stop lying to yourself!" she hisses. "And before you ask, yes I have just given this lecture to him too! So will you fucking admit it to yourselves? Please?" "It's acting Lex" I say again, getting out of bed and heading for the bathroom. I slam the door behind me and lean against it.
"I've never met a more stubborn couple in all my life!" she groans. Jons laugh stops me in my tracks. "It's all my fault" I hear him say. "Well, that text from Renee didn't help much either." Lex laughs. "Still hanging on in there is she?" she asks. He groans. "Don't joke about it Lex" he says. "I don't need her ruining this now. Lora has been really distant with me since that text. She even had problems acting in front of the fans last night." Lex says something I can't quite make out. I frown, throwing open the door. "So apparently" I say, looking at them both. "My best friend sees some weird sign I'm giving off, even though I don't mean to. Honesty time. Jon, when I saw that text from Renee last night, I was jealous, ok? Happy now Lex?" I storm past them both and head for the kitchen.
I get as far as the sofa before I'm tackled from behind and thrown onto the pile of blankets he's left there. "Honesty time" he growls rolling me onto my back and pinning my arms above my head. "I'm not fucking acting." He dips his head and licks along my bottom lip, moaning as I open my mouth and let him in. He lets go of my hands and I pull him closer, adjusting my position as he lies on top of me. "You're welcome!" Lex yells, opening the front door. "Be safe, children!" She slams the door behind her but Jon and I don't even break the kiss. "We gotta stop" he finally pants, resting on his arms and looking down at me. I frown and he smiles, pulling me against him. "We gotta stop" he says again. This time I get his meaning. I nod and watch as he gets off the sofa, holding out his hand to help me up too. "For the record" I whisper in his ear. "That kiss got me all hot under the collar too." I kiss his cheek and head for the shower.
Arms snake around my waist and spin me around, pushing my back against the cool tiles in the shower cubicle. He looks at me, hunger in his eyes, as he licks his lips. We don't speak. We don't have to. He looks at me, as if asking permission, and I nod, moaning as his lips collide with mine. "Say the word and I'll go" he whispers, resting his forehead against mine. I shake my head and pull him closer. "Don't leave me" I whisper. He shakes his head. "Wasn't even planning on it" he says softly. "I think we've got some talking to do, right?" I look him in the eye and nod. "I guess we do" I say finally. "But I get the feeling that naked in the shower isn't exactly the right setting for this conversation." He smiles. "It has its advantages Lora" he says. "No hiding behind anything, everything out in the open." I smile. "In more ways than one!" I laugh. "If you promise that we'll talk properly" he says. "Then I'm willing to wait until you're showered and dressed." I nod and he kisses my head. "I'll see you in the lounge when you're ready" he whispers. "I'm going nowhere." I nod and watch as he turns and leaves me alone in the shower with my thoughts.
"Hey" I say, walking into the lounge. He looks up and smiles. "Hey yourself" he says, putting his phone on the coffee table and standing up. "Sit with me?" he asks. I nod and let him pull me down to the sofa. "I've done a lot of thinking Lora" he says as soon as we're comfortable. "I understand that what I said in the lobby was wrong, the whole wife thing, it was stupid of me to say it when there were so many people around us, and I'm sorry. But I'm also not sorry, I've had the best time with you, and I'm not ready for this to end. Call me crazy, call me stupid, call me irresponsible, whatever you want, but I don't want this to end when I go home. I want to do the DVD, I want you to come over and spend that week with me." I look at him, not sure what to say. Finally I manage to nod. "Ok" I say. "I'll do it. We have, what three weeks to make it look as if I actually live with you?" He nods thoughtfully. "How much vacation time do you have in work?" he asks. I shrug. "A few weeks I think" I say. "What are you thinking?" "Fly back with us" he says. "Spend it with me. Come to the States."