Chapter two
hundred and thirty six:
He pushed back
the curtain and Becky, Zac and Isaac sitting in the back.
“So, someone
explain to me what Luke’s doing here?”
“He called me
last night, and asked if he could come on tour. Said he worked out some kind of
agreement with his teachers. His uncle is a benefactor at U of Tulsa and
they’re going to make it so he can submit papers through email and he’ll write
his exams in December.” Zac supplied.
“I think it’s
fantastic that he was able to do that, and be here to help her out.” Becky
smiled. “It’s sweet.”
“It will
certainly be a help to us.” Isaac admitted. “Christy has the morning sickness
going on, and he’ll most likely help wherever he can.”
“I think we can
handle it.” Becky added, reaching her hand into a bowl of M&Ms. “We can
take shifts. And it’ll be great Luke could take us shopping and it won’t be
like before where we were stuck in the hotel the entire time.”
“I don’t know if
that’ll happen.” Isaac spoke up. “We’ll take it one step at a time… from what I
hear about that website-“
“What website?”
Christy asked. She had appeared in the door way, and picked up on the only part
of the conversation she didn’t understand.
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Isaac followed
Christy towards the hall of bunks.
“Isaac,
what website? You
still haven’t answered me!” She protested.
“I will, just
climb back into your bunk and I’ll tell you.”
She nodded and
climbed up to the third level of bunks and re-settled in the bunk she had been
sleeping in. She lay down and he pulled the blankets up over her. “Do you want
another pillow?”
“No, I want you
to tell me what’s going on!” She argued. “Tell me!”
He sighed and
folded his arms on the edge of the bunk. “I didn’t tell you because it happened
when we were on our honeymoon, and I didn’t want to upset you with finding out
you’re pregnant and-“
“You’ve been
keeping this from me since then?!”
“Honey,” He
continued calmly. “Becky found a website that had a lot of personal information
on it… your personal information. They had a lot of personal stuff on there,
with your phone numbers and they had a lot of photos of you girls posted where
you were randomly doing things.”
“Oh my god…
those people…”
“Stalkers honey.
They’re like… paparazzi, taking photos of you at every show, when you go to the
coffee houses…”
“Oh
my god.”
“We had the site
taken down, but there’s really no way to stop it from re-appearing in the
future.”
She drew in a
deep breath.
“Honey, I didn’t
want to upset you and I didn’t want it to spoil our honeymoon, please
understand-“
“I can’t… I
can’t talk to you right now. You should have told me!” She jerked the curtain
closed.
“C…” He tried.
“I’m sorry.”
“I have nothing
more to say to you right now.” She replied from behind the curtain.
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Luke was seated
next to Jen in the front lounge of the bus. He was trying to get her to nap,
but instead, she kept kissing him.
“I’m so glad you
came,” She said kissing his cheek.
“Jen, I’m glad
to be here too-“ She interrupted him by kissing his
lips. “But you really should nap, you’ve got to save
your strength and rest.” She kissed his throat, cheek and then lips again.
“I’ll nap
later.” She argued, still kissing him. She kissed his forehead, and his other
cheek. “Kiss me.”
Luke placed one
hand on her knee and kissed her cheek. “Love, I’m glad to be here too, but-“ She silenced him with a kiss. “You’ve got to take it
easy.”
She kissed him
again.
“Jen… Jen. Wait.” He stopped her, and chuckled. “Love,” He said,
looking into her eyes. “When you start feeling a little
better.” He dropped his voice. “We’ll do all the kissing and stuff you
want, okay?”
She laughed.
“I’m sorry, I was just so happy to see you…”
“I know… I
should have called you… it was a last minute thing…”
She nodded, and
stifled a yawn.
“See?” He
grinned. “You are tired…” He pointed out.
“Okay.” She
nodded.
“Want to sleep
here or in the bunk?”
“Here.” She
added. “Christy is throwing up in the bunks.”
Luke laughed.
“Okay.” He then whispered. ‘I’ll stay with you until you fall asleep.”
“You don’t have
to if you don’t want to-“
“I want to.
It’ll make me feel better.” He continued in a whisper.
She smiled.
“Okay.”