That following weekend, Whitney could not take another minute in being away from Kevin, so this time she decided to surprise her beau. She rented a private jet for the weekend once everything was wrapped up on the movie set and flew out to California.
Kevin was glad that it had been a relatively short day on the set of his new film "Waterworld". He decided to have things end early Friday evening so that everyone could have a good, long and well deserved weekend. He hopped in his car and rolled home through the valley. He couldn't wait to get home and unwind. He was looking forward to telling Whitney all about his week. He suddenly wished that she was there with him in person. If Whitney didn't tell him that she had a promotional engagement to attend for the weekend, Kevin surely would have went to go see her. He didn't anticipate falling for Whitney so fast and so hard…again. He was so happy that she was finally his and that they were able to be together. He just prayed that they would last and that nothing would tear them apart. Not even their busy careers.
He pulled up to his getaway house, close to Santa Barbara, got out and walked up to his front door. As he opened the door, he noticed a bottle of champagne sitting on ice on the coffee table next to his couch. "What on earth?" he said out loud. "Who's in my house?" All of a sudden, Whitney came appeared into your living room wearing a snug black After Five dress that tastefully showed all of her slim but curvaceous features, long legs and pumps. Her hair, curly was put up in a sophisticated up-do. "Hey boy, didn't your mother teach you how to treat company?" she teased. Kevin's mouth dropped open at his surprise. "Got you, didn't I boo?" she asked him. "You damn sure did!" he rushed over to her, picked her up in his burly arms and gave her a deep, kiss. He had to feel her, touch her to know that it all was real and that she was actually here to surprise him. "How did you get in here?" he finally asked. Whitney explained that she asked his personal assistant, who was one of the few who knew they were dating, to let her in. She told him that she moved her schedule because she couldn't take another minute of being away from him.
"I'm so happy you came Whit," he told her. "I was just thinking about how I wanted to visit you and now here you are, making my wishes come true." Whitney poured him a glass of wine and handed it to him. "Just call me your genie baby, I wanna make all of your dreams come true." Kevin smiled as he gave her another kiss. He wrapped his arm around her as they toasted and drank to their relationship. A few minutes after, Whitney told him to get into something nice but comfy and that she was taking him out this time. After he showered and dressed the two got into the rented limo Whitney got and had it drive them to one of his favorite restaurants, The Little Red Door. As they tried to hurry to go into their private table, the paparazzi caught them in their tracks, snapping pictures with their every move. "Whitney! Kevin!" they called out. "Are you guys dating? Are you on a date? Whitney have you moved on from Bobby already?!"
Annoyed, Whitney and Kevin waved them off and Kevin escorted her into the restaurant before a huge crowd came around.
"I'm so frustrated. Why can't we just be out in public and have people leave us alone? Sometimes I wish no one knew me for one day, so I wouldn't get bothered." Whitney vented as soon as they were escorted to their table, out by a private Terrace. "Who are you telling?" Kevin agreed. But deep down, he knew that his lady was a pop superstar and that everyone wanted her attention much more than they wanted his. And that very annoyance of media attention was something that he knew that he was going to have to get used to.
"You know that they are gonna put this on some magazine. So there goes our privacy." Whitney went on. Kevin grabbed her hand. "Hey it's okay. They were gonna find out one way or another, so we just have to deal with it. Let's not have that ruin our night." Whitney sighed. "Yeah you're right." She agreed. They ordered Pinot Grigio, and Spicy Steamed Black Mussells in Ras Hanout Sauce for an appetizer and had conversations about their respective weeks. The topic of their futures came up. "Whit, where do you see yourself in the next five, or even ten years?" Kevin asked her. Whitney sat thoughtful for a moment. "Hmm. I just want to be happy. I just want to keep on having a good career, keep making good music, maybe another movie or two. But most importantly, I want a family. More children and to be married. And for me to this time get it right. I mean I have so much love to give and I don't wanna end up being alone." She looked into his eyes. "That's not very much to ask for." He told her. "I basically want the same things. And you don't have to worry about being alone Whit. You never have to worry about that." Whitney really wanted to believe him with all of heart, but so many times, not even including Bobby, she had been put up on a pedestal, only to be knocked on her bottom by relationships. She had to admit that she was afraid of what would come next. Kevin had been a Godsend. But would it be something that would last?
Kevin sensed the doubt from her, as if he were a mind reader. "I know you have doubts Whit. But I hope I can show you, I hope I HAVE already shown you that I want to make you happy and to be all that you need." Whitney smiled. "You have Kev. Sometimes it all seems to be good to be true." "Well then, it's my personal duty to make sure that it becomes normal and not unreal." Kevin told her. The two enjoyed more wine, ordered Mediterrean Wild Sea Bass and Grilled Prime Rib Eye steak for their meals, and set up near future plans to have each other meet their children and parents. Afterwards, Whitney had the driver stop at McConnell's Ice Cream parlor and the two shared a banana split. Whitney insisted that she tease Kevin and feed him his share herself….slowly and sensually.
Finally after a midnight drive around the city, the limo dropped them back off at Kevin's place. As Whitney walked inside, Kevin placed his arms around her, drawing her sweet smell in. He loved holding her as much as she loved to be held. "Have I told you how beautiful you are?" he asked her. Whitney laughed. "No." she joked. She knew he had said it to her at least five different times in that night alone. "You're so beautiful." He whispered in her ear and gave her bestial kisses along her shoulders and neck. "Mmm.. you're gonna spoil me." Whitney told him, feeling as though she would melt into the ground at that very moment. She was told she was beautiful by the media and fans all of her career. But it was something about the way her man said it, that made it feel ph so special. "I'll be right back." Kevin told her as he went off into the bathroom. He reemerged with a bottle of massage oil. "Since you have been good to me all night, I wanna be good to you."
Whitney smirked. "You wanna rub me down, you naughty boy?" Kevin returned her smirk. "I sure do. Take your clothes off." Whitney raised her eyebrows. "All of my clothes?" Kevin laughed. "As much as you want. I've already seen all of you." Whitney playfully hit him as she took her dress off and stood in her lingerie. Kevin instructed her to lay across his bed, put on some jazz music, and went to work on massaging her supple body from head to toe. Whitney could only lightly moan as she felt the week's stressors vanish under his deep touch. She actually found herself dozing off for a few minutes before he lightly tapped her on her behind. "Hey, I'm finished my sleeping beauty." Whitney sat up, her body greased up from the oil, and grabbed the massage oil. "Where do you think you are going? I'm returning the favor." Kevin happily obliged and stripped to his boxers. Whitney gave him similar pleasure, working from his head down to his feet and taking her time. By the time Whitney had finished, they both felt euphoric and snoozy. Kevin reached for Whitney and held her close as they settled into his bed for the night. "Good night babe. I love you." He told her. Whitney raised an eyebrow and looked back over at him. "Did you say what I think you said?" she asked him.
"Yeah. And I absolutely meant it."
Whitney kissed him, smiled and turned back around so he could continue holding her. "I love you too baby. Good night."
They both fell into a deep, contented slumber.