| Kelci exited the tunnel and scanned the airport crowd for a familiar face. She didn't see one and stood to the side waiting, thinking JC had sent someone she hadn't met yet to pick her up. She checked her phone for any messages, but there wasn't one from him. With a heavy sigh, she searched the nearly empty gate, but still no one approached her. After 20 minutes, she was past the slightly pissed stage and onto the worried stage as she dialed JC's cell for the third time, hoping for an answer. She didn't get an answer so she decided to dig out her address book for one of the other four's number. As she was bent over her backpack, which was positioned on top of her suitcase, a tender hand ran up her spine. All the worry and anger left her as she turned around. "You're late." "I know and I'm sorry, baby," JC smiled as he hugged her close. "Fans found a way into the compound and I couldn't get through." "What about your phone?" "Did you call it? I must have left it behind. God, it feels so good to hold you again. Three weeks is too long." She smiled up at him and he kissed her for a moment before a deep voice interrupted, "We gotta go." "OK. C, this is Dre." "Hello. Nice to meet you." The huge man smiled politely and took her bags. JC took her hand and they quickly climbed into the awaiting car with Randy behind the wheel. He greeted her pleasantly and Kelci swore she heard Dre scoff, but wasn't sure. "We'll drop you off at our building inside the compound, but I have to get back to the studio. You are welcome to the pool and grounds. I should be back so we can go to dinner tonight," JC informed as Randy drove. "OK, baby." She hated the idea of being without him now that she had him back. He seemed to sense it and pulled her against his chest. "I'm so glad you are finally here. Three weeks is too long." "Yeah, his workaholic ass needs some pussy to relax him," Dre cracked and the men laughed. "Well at least I'll serve a purpose," she mumbled as she rolled her eyes. "Brit paid her dues last week so J's ass is mellowed some. The others are always more relaxed. We need more permanent women." The more Dre talked the more Kelci didn't really like his innuendos. Or was it JC? Had he been talking about their sex life? Hell, they didn't have one yet. Was JC planning something? Would he force her to? "Hell, we already have permanent pussy around. We just have to check their IDs, right JC?" Kelci's jaw tensed and she sat up to look at JC as he answered, "Not my area. Stop bustin' my balls with my lady here." The men laughed as they slowed outside the compound and fans screamed. Randy navigated them through with the help of the security guards at the gate and stopped in front of one of the condos. "I'll grab..." "No, I got it. You're needed in the studio. Just give me the keys," Kelci almost demanded as she opened the car door. "I got time." "No! Really. It's fine." "But..." he protested as she tugged her suitcase from the trunk and froze when her icy eyes drilled into him with screaming fans in near hysterics just beyond the gate. "Have fun and I'll see you later." He followed her inside after waving the guards off and over-powered her hand on the suitcase. He grabbed her wrist and marched up the stairs. He entered the second door on the left then turned to face her. "What's the problem?" "Nothing. Just thought I'd get ready to ‘relax your ass'. I mean, that's what I'm here for, right?" she challenged with fire in her eyes. "No. You are not here for sex, but I will relax with you," JC soothed as he ran his fingers through her loose curls. "Does all your security think I'm a traveling pussy?" "Baby, they were just busting my balls." His eyes pleaded for her to see the truth and she finally just flung her arms around his neck. "I've just missed you so much and then Dre's comments hit my insecurities," she sniffed and he rubbed her back. "I've missed you, too. Shhh, baby, don't cry." "I'm sorry for being so bitchy.' "It's OK," he smiled down at her. "You relax here or go swim and we'll go out to dinner. My treat." "OK." "The guys will want to join us and Wade is here, too. Is that OK?" "Yeah, sounds good. Go make beautiful music," she finally smiled. After several deep kisses and directions to the pool, JC headed across to the studio. Dre and some of the other guards were hanging out in the lounge and, of course, they busted his balls about being pussy whipped. He laughed and headed to the studio. "Finally! Dayum!" Justin scoffed. "You get a little?" Joey piped up from the corner. "At least you picked a REAL looker this time." "Guys...back off a little, OK?" "Why, JC?" Chris asked. "Don't tell me you haven't tapped those assets yet," Joey scoffed. "I mean, she LIVES with you." "Drop it," JC begged. "Look, Dre already busted my balls on the ride over here so she thinks that's all I want." "And it's not?" Lance questioned as he closed his 2-way after sending Rachel a message. "No. Now drop it and let's get back to work." "How long is she stayin'?" Wade asked as Joey and Lance ducked into the booth. "Until Thursday at 3." "Only a 2 day visit?" Chris questioned. "She just finished Charlie's Angels and has a second audition for Tomb Raider on Friday then work-outs this weekend for them. I didn't even have a chance to ask her about her lunch with Angelina. I'm just glad she's here," JC sighed and tried to focus, but his thoughts kept turning to his girlfriend. They worked on lyrics that seemed to ring true to all his previous girlfriends, but not Kelci. She seemed to love everything about him and tolerate his fame. She had her own fame but seemed to take it in stride and not let it change her very much. She was exactly what he needed. |