Chapter 18

When the security guard heard Jon yelling at him as he walked up behind his partner, he wasn't sure what to expect. Hearing the obviously pissed off lead singer say "wife", he immediately let go of Joanne's arm then took a couple steps back away from her. He had heard all about the famous Bongiovi temper and from the look on the man’s face heading his way , he was about to experience it firsthand.

Joanne almost fell again due to how fast the bastard let go of her. A quick move from someone in back of her kept her on her feet. Twisting around, she was surprised to see David standing just a foot behind her, Tracy next to him, as he held her hand firmly in his.

"You okay, Jo?" David’s eyes searched hers while using his free arm to brace her back to keep her from falling.

Nodding yes, a grateful Joanne turned back around only to find her husband standing in front of the guy who manhandled her, both his hands had the front of the man’s shirt wound around his fists. She could see the guard was afraid. What scared her was how calm her husband’s voice was. It was a dead calm, but there was no hiding the malice behind it.

“Don’t you ever touch my wife again. Capisce, prick?”

The man nodded his head up and down. “I’m sorry.” His voice quivered.

Seeing the man’s Adam’s apple bob up and down, Jon smirked. “Didn’t your mama teach you not to hurt women?” Shaking his head in disgust, Jon shoved the man away from him. “Get the fuck away from me. You make me sick.”

Joanne didn’t move from where she was standing. This was the side of Jon that frightened her. She knew he would never hurt her, but it still frightened her how outwardly calm he could be. When inside, she knew, there was a storm brewing, and his words could cut through a person like a knife. Over the years they had been together, Joanne had witnessed this side of her husband maybe a handful of times, and everytime she did, she was always grateful it wasn’t directed towards her.

Holding Lani in his arms, Tico asked her what happened. The more she told him, the madder he became. Lani could feel her husband shaking from his anger.

“It is not worth it, my love. Please, can we just go up to our room?” Lani pleaded.

Seeing the plea in her eyes, Tico kissed her forehead. “Let’s get everyone together and get out of here.”

Glancing over to where Joanne stood, Isabel could see her friend was afraid, she just wasn’t sure if it was from what happened with the guard or Jon’s anger. Poking her husband in the side to get his attention, Isabel gestured with her head for Richie to look at Joanne. “ You need to get Jon.”

Watching the way Joanne was staring at her husband, Richie strolled over to Jon. Speaking in a low tone, he quietly reminded his best friend of his wife’s presence. “Go get Jojo and let’s get out of here. Judging by the look on her face, man, she is scared”

Turning his head to get a good look at his wife, Jon could see Richie was right, she did look scared. Her face was pale, and he could see her body trembling. Seeing his Jojo like that made his blood boil. Directing his attention back over to where the two guards stood, Jon glared at them, his jaw clenched.

“He’s not worth it, man.” Patting Jon on the back, Richie waited. When it came to Jon’s temper he never knew what to expect.

With a slight nod of his head to let Richie know he heard him, he sauntered over to his wife and tugged her into his arms. Wrapping his arms around her, his hands caressing her back, Jon could feel her shaking.

“You okay, baby? He didn’t hurt you, did he?” he whispered softly into her hair.

Thankful she kept her heels on instead of changing them before she came down the height of the heel allowed her to rest the side of her head against his chest. Listening to the sound of his heart thumping in her ear helped to calm her down.

She nodded her head, her hair brushing across his chin, tickling him. “I’m okay. A little shaken, but that’s it.” She didn’t dare tell him her elbow and wrist were throbbing.

“Come on, we are leaving.” Looking around at the people surrounding them, Jon spotted Bobby with Hugh and Melissa. Both of them each had an arm around his son’s shoulder, keeping him from going after the guard who hurt his mother. With a jerk of his head, Bobby understood they were leaving.

Turning back to his wife, Jon wrapped his arm around her waist, wanting to keep her close to him. Giving a final glance to the three executives standing off to the side, Jon shook his head. Pointing his finger directly at Scott Reynolds, his voice cold as ice, he made his feelings crystal clear. “You stay the fuck away from my family, and the band. If I ever see you anywhere near any one of us again, I will kick your ass !”

Bon Jovi security arrived to take control of the situation. Spreading out around the band and their wives, half of security followed them out of the room while the other half stayed behind making sure the two security guards and the three executives didn’t try to follow their bosses into the elevator.

Standing in the elevator, David kept Tracy close to his side, his arm around her shoulders. Tracy’s head was tucked into David’s armpit, her eyes closed.

“I am so sleepy.” She yawned. David assured her their bed was waiting for them.

Hugh and Melissa stood in the back of the elevator with their arms around each other half asleep. With her body resting safely against his, Tico could feel Lani slipping into a light sleep as the elevator climbed.

Jon held Joanne close to him, her head resting against his shoulder.

“Long flight, babe?” he whispered against her ear. Snuggling her body closer to his, she nodded her head in agreement.

“Long flight and a long night.” Her voice was weary.

Jon didn’t answer, he just held her tighter to him. His anger still simmered below the surface.

Richie was leaning back against the wall of the elevator, Isabel’s back pressed against his chest. His arms enveloped his wife’s tiny waist and Richie pressed a kiss to her neck.

“Tired, Izzy?”

Feeling her husband’s lips on her skin woke the desire inside her. “A little.” Moving her head so she could lay it on his shoulder, Isabel gave Richie a naughty grin. “I could go a round or three.” Licking her lips slowly she gazed into his eyes. Richie bent down for a little taste of heaven and the elevator doors opened.

“Thank god! I don’t need to see the Samboras mating, thank you very much,” David quipped, stepping out of the elevator. Everybody laughed. Well, except Richie.

“I will have you know what Izzy and I do is not mating! It is called making love, you moron.” Slapping David on the back of the head.

“I don’t know, honey,” Isabel’s voice sing songed.

Raising his eyebrow, Richie tilted his head. “What do you mean, you don’t know? Damn, woman, I know it’s been a while, but it hasn’t been that long.”

Jabbing her husband in the chest with her finger, Isabel laughed. “What I meant was tonight, or should I say this morning, it will be pure unadulterated fucking.”

“And on that note Lani and I will say our goodnights.” Taking Lani by the hand, Tico started to walk down the hallway, then stopped and turned around. “Hey, Jonny?”

Jon was laughing at Isabels remark when Tico called him. “What?”

Waving his hands around, Tico grinned. “This isn’t our floor, you idiot.”

Only then did the rest of the guys look around the hallway. “Well, shit. Must have pushed the wrong floor,” Hugh answered with a yawn.

Without saying a word Bobby walked over to the suite he and his siblings reserved for the family and opened the door. Standing inside the doorway, Bobby addressed his dad and uncles. “This is another part of your Fathers Day surprise.”

The men all stood there watching in disbelief as their wives produced their own key cards. Bobby walked back out to the hallway, stopping in front of his dad. “Happy Fathers Day, Dad.” They gave each other a warm embrace. Stepping back, Bobby looked at his mom. “Are you sure you are okay, Mom?”

Giving her eldest a hug, Joanne assured him she was fine. After wishing his uncles a Happy Fathers Day and kissing his aunts goodnight, Bobby went inside to get some sleep.

Before parting ways, the guys followed Bobby’s example and wished each other Happy Fathers day. After saying goodnight each couple went into their own suite.