Chapter 14

Richie glanced over to the side, seeing Isabel and Joanne taking a shot of something. Looks like a rather interesting night, he thought while reaching for the guitar Lou held in his hands.

Hearing the first notes of “In These Arms” had Joanne stopping mid-sentence in her conversation with Isabel. She stood there listening to her husband sing the song he had written for her after spending yet another lonely night in an empty hotel room far from home.

Walking across the stage to where his wife was standing, Jon took her hand in his as he led her out to join him onstage. Joanne was completely mesmerized by the sparkle in her husband’s eyes; they were so clear and bright, she could see all the love he had for her written in his eyes. She couldn’t tear her eyes away from his even if she wanted to.

Jon could feel her trembling as he held her hand, and using his thumb, he gently stroked the palm of her hand, hoping to ease some of her nervousness. Feeling Jon’s thumb caress her palm, Joanne knew he was trying to soothe her; however, what he didn’t know was instead of soothing her, he was stoking a fire that lay simmering inside her since he had first kissed her.

The senior Bongiovis would alternate between watching the band surrounded by the kids, to the wives dancing on the side of the stage. John Sr. and Carol found both were quite amusing to watch. John Sr. slid his arm around his wife’s waist . “I think I hear the pitter patter of another grandchild in our future, sweetheart.” He nodded his head to where Jon was leading Joanne out to the stage.

Carol shook her head in agreement. “I agree, honey. Question is, who will be first?” She pointed to Richie, who was watching Isabel. “Judging by the looks being passed back and forth, I would say a lovefest is in the works tonight.”

Directing his attention back to the stage where the band was performing “We’ve Got It Goin’ On”, John Sr. was watching Richie and Isabel instead of his son and daughter in law.

Richie knew how much his Izzybel loved to dance to the song, so he waved her out. As much as she detested being onstage in front of all the fans, Isabel couldn’t pass up the opportunity to join her man and dance for him. Moving her hips to the beat, she slowly danced her way over to where Richie was, stopping directly in front of him. Not once did she break eye contact with him.

Doing his best to concentrate on the music and not his delicious wife, Richie was having a difficult time keeping himself focused. His eyes followed her hips as they swayed from side to side, the material of her dress rising a little higher up her thighs when she moved. Her long hair would swing back and forth across her face while she bounced her head to the beat, and he could see the swell of her breasts move against the fabric. His mouth began to water as he continued to watch his wife. Richie’s mind was conjuring all kinds of images in his head. So far his favorite one had his Izzybel laying under him with her legs thrown over his shoulders as he pounded into her. Giving himself a mental shake, Richie tried to get his thoughts under control before Jon or anyone else noticed his distraction. Unbeknownst to Richie, his actions had already been observed and noted.

“Honey, I don’t think what will be taking place back at the hotel would qualify as a ‘lovefest’, I think the word you are looking for is ‘Fuckfest’ with a capital F,” John Sr replied, chortling at the look on his wife’s face.

“JOHN!!” shouted Carol, shoving him in the chest.

Pulling Carol back to him, John Sr couldn’t keep the laughter from spilling out. “Sorry, sweetheart. But you and I both know it’s true. Just look at them!”

Even though Carol agreed with John didn’t mean she was going to tell him so. Instead, she leaned into his embrace as she watched their family having fun. Yes, it would be wonderful to have another baby, or two, around again. Carol smiled at the thought.

When the guys had begun to play “We’ve Got It Goin’ On”, Joanne had given Jon a quick kiss on the cheek before running off to pull Lani and Melissa onstage with her. Grabbing both women’s hands, Joanne led them over to where Isabel was. It wasn’t long before all four women were having a blast. Seeing their moms dancing onstage, Sabrina and Ava, along with Gabby and Savannah, joined them.

Jon was busy shaking his moneymaker for Leigh Anne, Rae, and Katie, his dance partners. He shook it even more just so he could hear the girls laugh. Meanwhile, Bobby, Max and Caleb were doing their best to make Uncle Richie mess up, they made faces at him, stuck their tongues out, and nothing was working.

Richie just shook his head. “Amateurs.”

Eddie and his sister, Tabitha, were hanging out with their dad by the keyboards. The three of them were attempting to do the bump. Michael and Eric were over by Uncle Hughie pointing out girls they thought were cute.

Joseph was dancing with his mommy, laughing at her when she got down on her knees to dance with him so he wouldn’t have to keep looking up at her.

Sam and Tia were perched on their papa’s knees, each one had a hand over his assisting him with keeping the beat.

Smiling at Jon, Joanne hadn’t felt this happy since her husband walked out their front door six weeks ago to resume the tour. Her heart was overflowing with love and joy. Her spirit felt free. She was ecstatic and it showed.

David watched Tracy dancing with the other wives, and from what he was seeing, it looked like she was having a good time. Not to mention she seemed a little tipsy, which was always a benefit for him.

As soon as the song was over, Richie put his arm around his wife’s slender waist, dragging her to him. “You are going to pay dearly for teasing your husband, Mrs. Sambora,” he growled, nibbling on her earlobe.

Leaning her back against his broad chest, Isabel laid her head against his shoulder as she gazed up into her husband’s chocolate brown eyes. “I have no idea what you are talking about, Mr. Sambora. I was merely dancing with my girls.” She tried to stifle the giggle that was making its way out of her mouth.

“Yeah, right, Izzybel. Just remember that paybacks are a bitch sometimes.” Giving her a soft kiss on the shoulder, he watched as her and the kids left the stage.

Lani collected the kids from their father, who didn’t want to let them go. Giving Tico a steamy kiss seemed to help him let the kids leave. The kiss held a promise of what was to come after the children were in bed. Neither Tico or Lani could wait.

Running across the stage, Tracy flew into David’s arms, kissing him with all the pent up desire she had inside her. Wrapping his arms tightly around his wife, David crushed her to him as his mouth and tongue went on an expedition, seeking out every corner of Tracy’s mouth. He had missed her more than he could ever show her or tell her. When they finally came up for air, neither one was breathing normal. “I missed you, Davey.”

Giving Tracy another kiss on the lips, David looked at her. ”I missed you, too, Trace. Now get out of here so we can finish this damn show.” He slapped her on the ass to usher her off. With a giggle, Tracy ran off to rejoin the family.

Jon pulled Joanne off behind the curtain. “See you in a few, baby.” Kissing her gently on the lips, he continued, “Keep those lips warm for me.”

Melissa was trying to wrestle herself free from the strong grip Hugh had around her waist.

“Face it, Mel. You are not leaving this spot until I get a kiss.”

“I already gave you a kiss, Hughie.” She squirmed again.

“I mean a real kiss, Mellie.” His lips were close to her ear.

Cocking her head to one side, Melissa licked her lips. “A real kiss, huh. Fine. Just remember you asked for it.” Putting her hands on the lapels of his jacket, Melissa yanked her husband against her chest as she slammed her lips hard against his in a brutal kiss. The kiss was not what he was expecting, not by a long shot. As long as he had known Melissa, she had never kissed him like she was now.

The kiss was on the verge of spiraling out of control when they heard a discreet cough. “Sorry to bother the two of you, but may I remind you that this isn’t that kind of show,” commented a rather amused Jon before walking away.

In the distance, you could hear David and Richie’s protest. “Aww, come on, man, let them finish.”

“You two are just a couple of sick fucks,” laughed Jon.

When Melissa let go of Hugh’s jacket, the poor guy almost fell over. With a satisfied look on her face, Melissa sashayed off the stage receiving high-fives from the wives.