Page 15 of Rockstar Untamed
“And he’ll be fluffy right back where you found him too,” she said half-grinning, Tim put the spider back into the undergrowth. Sailor shuddered.
“Arachnophobe, hey? I learn something new every day.” Bodhi told her and Sailor shrugged.
“Snakes, lizards, other bugs don’t bother me. It’s just spiders and especially ones that big. Jeez, you could have put a saddle on that one.” She shuddered again, and Bodhi smirked, taking her hand.
They walked further into the forest until they came to a swimming hole. Another couple was there with their son, and Tim got talking to him. Soon both boys were dive-bombing into the swimming hole. Sailor and Bodhi got talking to the other couple, but soon Bodhi nodded to Sailor. “Shall I go get some beers for us, some cold drinks for the boys?”
The other man nodded. “Sounds good, there’s a bar just about half a mile through the forest over there. Do you want some company?”
Sailor got to her feet. “I’ll help you, if you don’t mind watching the boys?” She addressed the other couple who both nodded.
“No problem, and thanks. Let me know how much we owe you for the beers.”
Bodhi grinned. “Don’t worry about, my treat. See you in a few, Timbo?”
Tim looked up. “We’re going to get some cold drinks. Mike and Hannah will be watching you for a few minutes, is that okay?”
Tim nodded. “Sure, Dad.” He immediately went back to playing with the other boy, Matty.
Sailor nudged Bodhi’s shoulder as they set off, hand-in-hand. “Every time he calls you Dad, you glow, you know that?”
Bodhi grinned sheepishly. “I do…” He stopped and kissed her. “You must think I’m a useless rockstar. No drugs, no whoring around (anymore, anyway) and I get high from my kid calling me, Dad.”
Sailor kissed him back. “The good thing about living in a sect is that I don’t know an awful lot about the life of a rockstar. Obviously, since I’ve been out, I’ve learned much more, but I don’t have preconceived ideas about what you should be like. I just know Bodhi, not Bodhi Creed, the Rockstar.”
He took her face in her hands. “With you, I can really be myself for the first time,” he whispered. “I don’t have to pretend I’m anything, but a middle-aged man, fumbling around, trying to be the best father, and now, the best boyfriend, I can be.”
Sailor blinked.Boyfriend?Was this really happening? Bodhi was studying her. “Did I just freak you out?”
“A little,” she admitted, but then she smiled. “But I liked it.”
Bodhi pressed his lips to hers. “You know, it’s very secluded right here.” His fingers were at the fly of her denim shorts, and she didn’t stop him as he pushed them down her legs and lifted her up. He unzipped and freed his cock from his own shorts and then he was inside her, pushing her back against the trunk of a tree, moving gently at first then when Sailor moaned at the feel of him inside her, and as she began to claw at his back, he thrust harder and harder until they were both gasping for air. Sailor buried her cry in his neck as she came, and Bodhi muffled his own groans as he kissed her passionately.
They made their way back to the swimming hole, carrying the drinks and spent a blissful afternoon chatting with Mike and Hannah and their son. Tim seemed more relaxed than Bodhi had ever seen him, and when, on the way back to the villa in the early evening, Tim took his hand, Bodhi could have cried with happiness.
It was with regret that they piled back onto the private jet that evening. Tim was chatting away to Sailor at first, but then he fell asleep, after moaning that Bodhi wouldn’t let him skip school in the morning.
“That was the deal, Buddy. Luxury for the weekend, but then it’s back to normal.”
Tim grumbled, but Bodhi could sense the change in their relationship. He put a blanket over his sleeping son and smiled at Sailor. “You tired too, baby?”
“A little, but for all the right reasons.”
He went to sit next to her and wrapped his arms around her. “I’m glad. Look, we both know we’re going to have to navigate this thing. The last thing I want is for us being together causing you any pain or misgivings. There’s something else too. The press. Sailor…they hound me when it comes to relationships, and if they even get a whiff of this, they’ll come after you. So, we need to figure out how this is going to work.”
Sailor’s eyes were wide. “I never even considered that…god. If they print my photo, Bart will know where I am.”
“Yes. That’s my biggest fear. So, we need to plan. I have an idea, but it may seem weird to you.”
Sailor drew in a long breath. “Hit me with it.”
“I enter into a ‘fake’ relationship for the press. Now, I know who to ask, and I’m pretty sure she’ll go along with it, but it would depend on you.”
“Who?”
“Soleil.”
Sailor nodded, trying not to be jealous, but she couldn’t help it. Soleil was gorgeous. Bodhi saw her reservations in her eyes.
