“Jon…” It
wasn’t a question, or a demand. She was begging him to let go. She grabbed his
hands and peeled them off her arms. As soon as he loosened his grip, she stood
up and walked around the couch to give herself some distance. He crawled back
up on the couch and she eventually sat down on the table in front of him.
“Why don’t
you just give up, I’m sure there are plenty women in this hotel who can satisfy
you… I can set you up with someone if you want me to,” she said and looked at
him. He sighed and pulled a hand through his hair.
“Because
that’s not what I am looking for. You can set me up with twenty of them and I’ll
still find myself at your door.”
She shook
her head. “I don’t think you would be able to walk after twenty women, Jon. I
know your self-esteem is very high and shit but you are fifty years old.”
He cocked
an eyebrow at her and smiled despite the fact that she annoyed him because she
didn’t take his comment seriously, the one time he tried to be.
“forty-nine,
baby” he said. Then he chose to continue because he wanted her to see him
point. “I’m not doing this because I even want to, hell I shouldn’t be here at
all. It’s fucking ridiculous and you annoy the hell out of me.”
She nodded
her head. “Back at ya…”
He sighed
again, frustrated and she could see he was losing his patience. It frustrated
her that he couldn’t see why she was being like this. She wanted him to know
that she only did it because she couldn’t deal with the truth. It scared her
what he just said. That he would keep coming back because he was drawn towards
her. She felt the exact same thing, but unlike him she still had hope that it
would go away if they just didn’t give in to it.
She was so
relieved when his phone started ringing that she jumped up from the table. Glad
that he had to give attention to something other than her for the first time
that morning. But he didn’t move.
“Your phone
is ringing,” she therefor told him.
He looked
at her. “I know, but it can wait” he said and lifted his hand with his palm towards
her before he rubbed his face with both his hands.
She walked
over to his phone that laid on one of the chairs and looked at the screen.
“Who’s
Paul?”
“Manager.”
“That
sounds important, I don’t think it can wait.”
“Yes,” he
said raising his voice. “It can w…””
Before he
finished his sentence she already picked up his phone.
He stood up
quickly and walked around the table with his hand towards her while she spoke
to Paul.
“Hello?”
the man on the other side was confused that a woman answered Jon’s phone. And
it was probably wrong but that made her feel good because that meant it didn’t
happen every day.
“Hi,” she
said again to let him know she was still there. Meanwhile she was looking at
Jon who stood in front of her and was making wild gestures.
“Errr… hi,
is Jon… around?”
“Of course
he is, hold on…” She handed the phone to Jon theatrically and he gave her a
warning look before he turned his back at her and walked towards the windows,
away from her.
“Who was
that?” Paul asked and Jon could hear suspicion in his voice. He looked over his
shoulder to Georgia who was looking back, and was way too pleased with herself.
“Nobody,”
he said. He felt guilty even saying it out loud but when he looked at Georgia
again she didn’t look hurt.
Paul didn’t
seem to have time to ask any further questions because he changed the subject
and not so gently reminded him of an interview he was supposed to have in the
hotel lounge in fifteen minutes, and where the hell he was.
“Fuck,” he
said as he completely forgot about that. He checked his watch and saw it was
nearly half past nine. He cursed again and told Paul he was going to be there
as soon as he could. “Shit,” he said again as he ended the phone call.
When he
tossed his phone back on the chair and sat down to put his socks on he looked
at Georgia. “What the hell did you do that for?” he asked.
“Because
that is what happens when you stay over at a stranger’s woman’s place. She
makes her way in to your life and people start to notice and they will ask
questions and judge you and…”
He raised a
hand to stop her and to let her know he was not impressed. He put his shoes on
and roughly pulled at the laces before he tied them up. “That was weak, I am
far from done here, and far from done with you. There is nothing you can do
about it and I’m losing patience because we are running out of time.”
He walked
to the door and she followed, to make sure he was really leaving.
“So,” she
said: “is this were you will go all Terminator on me?”
He turned
around, was about to say something, probably the quote she meant, then turned
back and shook his head. Even though she did not let him say it, she knew that,
no matter what, he would be back.
She rested
her head against the door and thought her options through. Maybe she should go
out, shopping or even to the gym downstairs. She should at least go to the
restaurant to see if she could still get some breakfast. But all she really
wanted to do was to spend her day off in bed. She wanted to close her eyes and
escape him for a while. So that was exactly what she did, and to her relief she
drifted off to a dreamless sleep. Until she woke up from her phone ringing on
the empty pillow beside her. Without looking who was calling her she answered.
“Hey
recluse!” it was Yasmin. Georgia rolled over to check the time on the
nightstand and saw it was nearly four in the afternoon. Well done, she thought to herself. “What the hell have you been
doing in your room all day?” her friend said and Georgia was glad she could give her an honest
answer: “sleeping…”
“Was the
concert to emotionally draining for you?” Yasmin said and Georgia laughed even
though Yasmin couldn’t understand the reason why. “You have no idea…” she said.
Then Yasmin told her about her day at the pool, and a young love between a male
principal and a soloist that developed there. And suddenly Georgia had another
reason to be glad she stayed in bed. When Yasmin was finally done with her gossip update she
suggested to grab some dinner at the hotel’s Italian restaurant together and
they arranged to meet downstairs in an hour.
Before they
even reached the main course Georgia realised it was the best decision she had
made that day. They drank a lot of wine and had conversations about anything
but ballet and Jon Bon Jovi. Georgia even started to relax and for the first
time since she arrived her personal struggles with the rock star didn’t seem so
important. It was almost midnight when Georgia and Yasmin said their goodbyes
in the elevator and Georgia was still smiling as she headed for her door.
But her
smile quickly faded away as she stepped on a piece of paper when she entered
her room.. She bend over to pick it up and quickly read it.
Saw you being beautiful at the restaurant with your girlfriend,
now it’s up to you to prove there won’t be another man sleeping on your couch
tonight.
Lol, the way these two bounce off each other is very entertaining.
BeantwoordenVerwijderenWonder how long it will take Georgia to realize Jon is not giving up on her.
More please!