John Francis - Chapter 92

Friday, May 16, 2008 at 6:23 PM
Richie whistled as he returned to Tico waiting by the elevator. Tico raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah, I’m good, it worked.”

Laughing now, Tico replied, “You’re kidding me, right? She’s in there with him?”

“Yep, knew we’d made quite a bit of noise and Jon was probably going to start cussing up a storm when we left…so…”

“Unbelievable, man, these two are gonna drive us nuts!”

“Teek, my man, I think we should go back to the party!”


Burying her nose in the chest she thought she would never be next to again, Amanda sighed deeply. Jon held her closer, trying to get every inch of her skin next to his. Her whisper came against his chest.

“Will you tell me what happened?”

Starting slowly, but gradually opening up more and more, Jon talked for close to two hours, not only telling her why he had been acting the way he had, but some of the things in his past that caused an evil voice of doubt inside him to rise. She listened to him, letting him get some of the poison out. Finally done talking, he turned to her, asking her with his eyes and his soft kisses if he could make love to her again. She willingly embraced him and their passion while fierce, remained gentle and loving and healing.


Returning to the party below, Tico and Richie walked into the room where David and Hugh immediately came up to them, asking questions as fast as they could.

“What happened? Where’s Amanda? Where’s Jon?” They asked almost in unison.

Tico and Richie turned towards each other and laughed softly. Richie supplied the information.

“Right now she’s in his bed and I would imagine they’re on at least round two, if not round three.”

The jaws of the other two men dropped open.

“You’re shitting me!” cried David. “After all that before?”

Nodding his head, quite pleased with himself, Richie answered.

“Oh yeah, definitely a done deal.”


Upstairs the two heard the sounds of bells ringing and people shouting from other rooms. Jon looked at her with love in his eyes.

“Happy New Year, baby.”

“Happy New Year, my love.”


Toasting each other downstairs, the four men of Bon Jovi grinned and raised their glasses high.


Jon woke up the next morning with a feeling that all was right in his world. Amanda was in his arms, they had talked, and she still loved him. He realized his owed Sambora again. He disentangled himself from Amanda and went into the bathroom. He called Richie on his cell.

“Hey there!”

“Richie, I don’t really know what to say, how to thank you.”

“I’ll figure something out, don’t worry!”

Jon laughed at that. He was pretty sure Richie would.

He returned to the room, calling quietly down to room service for coffee and a breakfast cart. Grabbing a quick shower while Amanda continued to sleep, he was out when room service arrived. He went over and gently shook her shoulder.

“Baby, wake up. Coffee’s here.”

Turning and stretching, Amanda smiled warmly at Jon.

“Mmmm…coffee already? Be right back.” She jumped out of bed and using a toothbrush provided she brushed her teeth and took a fast shower. Dressing in the robe, she returned to find a freshly poured coffee waiting for her.

Sitting quietly and comfortably with their coffees and nibbling at the foods provided, Amanda felt better than she had in days. The Jon she loved seemed to have returned to her and had asked for another chance. How could she not give him that chance? She loved him.

About an hour later, Jon’s cell rang. It was Richie.

“You guys ready for a ride yet?” Jon repeated the question to her and she nodded yes.

“Yeah, sounds great. When can you be here?” He heard laughing.

“I am here. Figured Manda wouldn’t need her room last night!” Without explaining, but with a huge grin on his face, Jon opened the door to the room. Hanging up his phone, Richie walked in.

“Good morning children!” His voice was gleeful and oh so teasing.

“You are conniving, manipulative, and devious – and I love you for it!” Amanda moved to his arms and hugged him tightly. She whispered in his ear.

“Somehow you gave him back to me.”

He whispered in answer. “He was coming back, I just pushed a little.”

Moving apart, Jon approached his ‘brother’ and slapped him on the shoulder.

“Thanks for helping me get my head outta my ass, man!”

Grinning his wicked grin, Richie replied, “Well, it’s been there so often lately, I’ve had practice!”

Amanda tried to cover her giggles with a cough, but Jon’s mocking scowl told her she had failed.

“Well, it’s the first day of the New Year and I have a suggestion.” Richie’s voice actually boomed with his idea. “Take a few days off, cancel anything not vital, come back next Monday.”

Jon and Amanda looked at each other. She cocked an eyebrow. He grinned.

“Let’s do it!”

Richie grinned at them again, “At last, they’re listening to me!”


  1. Opester Says:

    “Well, it’s been there so often lately, I’ve had practice!”

    ROTFLMAO! Way to go Richie-that sums it up nicely!

  2. Anonymous Says:

    Is this the end?

  3. Sunstreaked Says:

    Anon - LOL! Not sure if you are asking hopefully or regretfully, but either way the answer is no, there's a lot more to come! Thanks for reading!

  4. jovikitn65 Says:

    Ok where are we *clears throat* I mean they off to lol.

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