| "What do you want?" Her cold tone hit his ears and he almost left without another word. "I came here to explain." He pleaded, knowing it was then or never. "I don't need an explaination. It was pretty clear last night." "Angel, you have to listen to me." "Don't call me that. You lost that right last night." She snapped, thinking of slamming the door in face, but reconsidered. "Could I come in?" "I don't see what it will hurt." She moved aside to let him in, and he took a seat on the bed as she took a seat at the desk, not wanting to be near him. "Angel," she shot him a cold look. "Sorry," he hung his head and began again. "I know what you think you saw last night." "Think? I am not delusional for your information. No I take that back. Maybe I am I mean I thought you were sweet." A tear escaped and ran to his chin and she turned her eyes away from him. "I wasn't saying you were. I was trying to explain about Britney. She is not my girlfriend." "You could have fooled me." "It's all a publicity stunt. Our publicist thought it would be good for our sales." "I'm not a fool Justin. You thanked her in everyone of your speeches." "Those were for you, I just couldn't say your name." He walked over to her and grabbed her hands. "You are my inspiration, angel. You have to understand, it's all a stunt. You want me to call Britney and have her tell you?" "I believe you, baby." She slid her arms around his neck as he lifted her from the chair and carried her to the bed. Kissing her as he laid her down, he paused to look down at her. "I'm sorry for not telling you before. I was worried you wouldn't want me to. I can't tell my manager no." She kissed him agian, deeper and more passionate this time. He slid a hand under her back and pulled her closer. She rolled him over and sat on top of him. She slowly unbottoned his shirt as she kissed his neck. "I love you, Angel." "I love you, too, baby." "Then you won't mind this." He rolled her over and took back his position. "I love you, Angel." He nudged his head in her neck, trying to force her awake. "I love you, too." He pulled her closer to him, thankful it had all been worked out. "I thought I was never going to be able to wake up holding you agian." "I'm sorry, baby." "No I'm sorry for not telling you." He paused for a minute. "I want to lay here all day. It feels good to wake up with someone you love. I'm never going to keep the truth from you agian." "Good idea." Sarcasm filled her voice, and she slid her hand to the back of his neck. "How about some breakfast?" "You little bottomless pit." "Come on let's get some breakfast." He raised himself onto his elbow, looking down at her. "How about room service?" She dialed room service and placed her order, then stood and started putting her clothes on. Justin walked over and grabbed her around the waist. "What are you doing?" "Getting dressed, the food will be here soon." "You just stay in bed. I will get the food." She layed back down and pulled the sheet over herself. He laid down with her after putting a robe on a nearby chair. He laid on top of her and kissed her deeply, then let her lips travel to her neck. "Baby the food will be here soon. You might want to stop." "Never, I want to be with you all day." "Well I have the room for two nights." "Good we'll need it." He said playfully then continued nipping her neck. When she let out a sighful moan, he rolled off of her, making her want more. "Where are you going?" She whispered, opening her eyes to find him. "You told me to stop." "No you don't have to." "Yeah I think I do." A playfull smile took his lips, and she climbed onto him, giving him the exact same treatment. "Yeah you are right we should stop." She moved off of him, and back to her side of the bed. "You tease." Before he could do anything there was a knock at the door. He removed himself from the bed, and pulled the robe onto himself. He pulled the tray from the man at the door, and set it on a nearby table, then realized he didn't have his pants or wallet. "Just a sec." He held up a finger as he found his pants and pulled a wallet out. After the man had been tipped he looked down at his obvious erection and blushed as he turned around and left. Justin let the red in his cheeks drain before taking the tray to the bed and enjoying breakfast. "I have to call JC." "Now?" "Yeah he knows when the Nick awards are." "You don't?" "No." He found his cell and dialed JC's number. "Hey man, yeah, I'll tell you about it later, when are the Nick awards, oh really, yeah, I'm sure, great, thanks, yeah, bye." He hung the phone with a smile on his face. "What are you so happy about?" "Our tour starts the day after the awards." "And you are happy about leaving me?" Confusion apparent in her tone, she took a shocked look. "No you get to come, if you want. But you are going to be JC's date to the awards. I have to go with Brit, but you will be there, too." He pulled her to his chest, quiding her head to his shoulder. "That's cool. How long is the tour?" "Two months." "I don't know if I can leave my kids for that long." She shook her head against his shoulder. "Angel, you don't have to go. You are just invited." He tried desperately to sound as if it didn't matter, but his tone came sad. "I'll go. Lucy can handle it. I can check in over the web." He pulled her closer, then deposited a kiss on her forehead. "When are the awards?" "This Wednesday. I thought they were a couple of weeks away but I guess not." "Well I guess that's still fine. I should be completely healed by then. Look one set of my stitches already fell out." She held up her arm to show him, pulling away to see his face for reaction. |
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