Page 55 of Rockstar Untamed
“When it comes to you, hell yes.” He kissed her mouth, lingering over the embrace. Sailor closed her eyes, savoring the feel of his lips on hers. It never got old, that feeling of desire that flooded through her when he touched her. “I love you, baby.” His voice was a whisper, and she nodded.
“I love you too, big guy.”
They cuddled in silence for a while, relaxing. Solly fell asleep in her father’s arms. Sailor tucked her head onto Bodhi’s shoulder, feeling utterly blissed out. Her family – her chaotic, unexpected family - was the reason she breathed in and out, the reason she existed. After the horrors of the past, they had found a place in life which made them all happy. Bodhi had just finished a world tour, three intense months of dates in the biggest stadiums and arenas in the world and he was exhausted but elated. “I just love performing, baby. It’s the second-best feeling in the world.”
“Thesecondbest?” She’d asked with a grin, as they’d talked in bed after the last gig. He’d chuckled.
“Stop fishing for compliments, woman, you knowthisis the best feeling in the world.” And they had made love long into the night.
The flight to Italy was long, with a stop in Paris, and by the time they reached Florence, all four of them were exhausted. Vittoria, Bodhi’s spritely artist mother, greeted them all with hugs and kisses, looking as excited as Dude was to see them after the flight. Vittoria gathered up Solly in one arm and Dude in the other and bore them off. Christina, Vittoria’s life partner, hugged Bodhi and Sailor and rolled her eyes at his mother’s retreating back.
“Honestly, she’s been unbearable, today,” Christina laughed, as she looped her arm around Tim’s shoulders. “Like an excited puppy. Gosh, Timbo, you’ve grown so much…and is that stubble?”
Bodhi grinned, and Tim looked pleased – despite the ‘stubble’ being about three hairs on his chin. Sailor felt her tiredness slip away as they got into Vittoria’s huge SUV, chatting and laughing. Vittoria and Christina had been together for six years now, and Bodh had completely accepted his mother’s female lover into his life without even a blink. Sailor smiled at him now; she knew how much he missed his mom and the place where he was born.
They stayed overnight at Vittoria and Christina’s huge city center apartment. Tim struggled to stay up late, like a man, but by ten o’clock, Sailor had to gently shoo him to his bedroom then went to check on her daughter. Solly, her dark curls messy on the pillow, had been out for the count since after they’d had dinner, and Sailor herself felt weary now. Tomorrow, she and Bodhi would drive out to their new home and prepare it for his mother to bring the kids for Christmas.A week to ourselves,Sailor thought now, with a smile. It reallyhadbeen too long. She closed Solly’s door and padded quietly back to the living room. She stopped when she heard Bodhi ask his mother a question.
“Have you seen Claudio?” The pain in Bodhi’s voice was obvious.
Sailor felt sadness shoot through her. Claudio Fonseca had been Bodhi’s best friend from childhood, his brother, virtually, and they had been inseparable right up until the day when Claudio’s beautiful, wonderful sister Soleil was murdered by the man who was obsessed with Sailor. Claudio blamed Sailor for Soleil’s death, and his and Bodhi’s friendship was ruptured beyond repair. Sailor felt the weight of guilt on her shoulders for it, but Bodhi insisted that Soleil’s death was not Sailors fault.
“One day, Claudio will see that and then he will be back,” he’d said confidently.
But Claudio had cut everyone out of his life who was connected to Bodhi, even his mentor, Vittoria, who had guided him to be one the most successful young artists in the world.
Sailor leaned against the wall outside the living room and sighed, rubbing her eyes. She heard Vittoria’s soft voice. “No, darling. I’m sorry. I went to his apartment, but there was aFor Salesign up there…his place out in the country, I’m not sure. I didn’t want to intrude if he was there working, or…I don’t know.”
“It’s been five years, Mom.”
“I know, sweetheart. But Claudio didn’t have anyone else but Soleil. I called Maceo Bartoli to find out if he’d heard anything, but he hadn’t.” Vittoria sighed. “Darling, I think it’s time you accepted that Claudio no longer wants to be a part of this family. I’m sorry.”
Later, as they held each other in bed, Sailor could see the sadness in Bodhi’s eyes. “Do you want to talk about it, baby?”
But he shook his head, pressing his lips against hers. Both of them were way too tired to make love, but they kissed for a while before sleeping.
In the morning, a tearful Sailor hugged her children goodbye, and then she and Bodhi set out on the three-hour drive to their new Italian home. Bodhi held her hand as he drove, looking and smiling at her frequently.
“Big softie,” he said fondly, and Sailor laughed, wiping her cheeks dry.
“Sorry, I’ve just never been without Solly for one night, let alone seven.” She smiled, then. “Just think of the things we could get up to.”
“We’re going to fuck in every room in that place, my Sailor girl.” Bodhi looked smug.
She laughed and, reaching over, cupped his cock through his jeans. “You bet your sweet ass, we are. Except maybe that outhouse.Spiders,” she said and shuddered. Bodhi laughed.
“Remember that tarantula down in the Caribbean, the first weekend we were together?”
Sailor grimaced. “How could I forget? Can we change the subject back to me doing bad and wrong things to you?”
Bodhi grinned widely. “Most definitely. I might have to pull over and have you before we get there.”
“Uh-uh,” Sailor said, shaking her head. “Anticipation is everything, you big horn dog.”
Bodhi sighed dramatically. “Well, don’t be surprised if I get blue balls, you tease.”
Sailor reached over again to caress the bulge in his jeans, grinning wickedly, and Bodhi groaned. “Devil woman.” He grinned as she laughed, leaning over to kiss his cheek.
“Sorry, baby, I promise I’ll make it up to you.”
