Brighid heard the faint knocking on her front door, she moaned softly, and curled up against her pillow, burying her face in it, praying that whoever was knocking would go away. It was 5:30 am when she had finally climbed into bed, and more than 2 hours later she was still laying awake trying to peice together the events of the previous evening. The sexy man at the club, the limo, the hotel room, seeing Howie's chocolate brown eyes in the crowd and hearing his soft voice. His touch sent shivers through every vein and nerve in her body, his voice curled her toes and his lips on her cheek left her wanting more. The knocking continued, so she threw back her covers and stubbed her toe on the way down the hall.. "Mother Fu" she explained as she swung open the door, ready to barrage whoever was on the other side with nasty language, instead the person surprised her, grabbing her arms and pushing her up against the wall. His tongue forced her mouth open, searching every crevice of her now open mouth. His hands wandered up her body, coming to rest on the bare spot of her stomach. He led her to the bedroom and they soon lost themselves in lust.
~~**~~
"Bone, it's Howie, call me when you get up, I need to talk to you" Howie left the message on AJ's phone and leaned back on his headboard. He had sat up, awake, since he had gotten home, thinking about Brighid. He was not foolish enough to believe in love at first sight but he knew that what he was feeling was pretty close. Her eyes had found his when they talked, never leaving them. He truly believed that he had found the woman who god had put on earth to be his partner. The connection they shared was like nothing else he had ever known.
~~**~~
AJ stared down at the woman who was sleeping in his arms. Her soft and even breath signalled the sleep that she had been craving. He gently touched her bare back, feeling the softness and smoothness it possesed. He knew what they had was lust, pure natural and raw lust, but the need for her devoured him. Devoured him so much that when he awoke that morning the first thing he thought of was her, and how badly he needed her. The need so great that he hadn't even waited for the door to her apartment to open before he pushed his mouth on hers. They were leaving for their tour in 2 weeks and he knew that he would not be able to wait for her, he would crave too badly for her, he had to think of a way to keep her close, at his beck and call, he needed her and there was nothing he could do to stop that need except to feed it.
"Briggie are you okay? I mean for the past week you have been coming in here, dancing and then leaving, without saying boo to anyone, baby sister I am worried" Petey blocked the door before Brighid could walk out to take the stage.
"Petey you are paranoid, I am fine, I do my job and I leave, you need to stop worrying so much you are going to give yourself an ulcer" Brighid laughed and hugged her friend.
Petey watched the woman walk out onto the stage "Briggie I don't know what you are doing but I know it can't be good" he mumbled.
~~**~~
Her eyes searched for the brown ones, the ones who she had found in what seemed so long ago, when in reality it had only been 2 weeks ago. She had thought she had spotted them the previous night but when she looked up again they were gone, leaving her to blankly stare out into the sea of cold and strange eyes.
~~**~~
He watched her from his table tucked far back in the corner, out of her line of vision. He had been coming every night since she had run out on him, the hunger too great to leave her alone. He watched her move, noting with smugness that her eyes never settled on anyone for very long, never locking as they did with his. He hadn't been able to sleep, every time he closed his eyes the darkness brought visions of her. He wanted so badly to talk to her, to touch her, to feel her breath on his skin, but he knew the time was not right, she was not ready. He would silently watch her, watch her until the moment was right for him to reveal himself to her. They would be together, together forever, their eyes would lock and never leave.
~~**~~
She spotted the man she lusted for, the man who every day and every night consumed her body and filled her bed. They rarely talked, their passion and lust to great to risk the moments they had together to waste with talk. He was leaving tomorrow, it would be their last night and she knew it would be rougher, more demanding and more intense then any of their previous encounters. As much as he consumed her body, her mind, her thoughts, her needs were on the man whose eyes saw through her shell, the man whose touch healed all the wounds, the man whose voice calmed her. She needed to see him, needed to tell him she was sorry, but he had not appeared, he had not offered her that chance to redeem herself. Each night she said a prayer that she would find him, find those chocolate brown eyes that engulfed her soul.
~~**~~
"How am I going to leave you, how can I go six months without you?" AJ held Brighid in his arms and stroked her soft hair.
Brighid wiped the tears from her eyes and snuggled in closer to his chest "We said from the beginning this was purely physical, a relationship, an arrangement of conveniance." The words pained her, making what they shared seem cheap.
The words struck through him "Mystery Lady I may have said that but I don't mean it, you are my equal, you are my desire, you are the one who I lust after every minute of every day." his raspy voice getting choked with emotion. "I will find a way to make this work, I need you bad, you are my addiction, my drug." AJ ran his tongue down her spine "You have what I need, what I want and I am never letting you get away" his voice chilled with warning as he pinned her to the bed and painfully entered her from behind.
Brighid buried her head in the pillow and dreamed of the man with the big brown eyes.
He blinked, blinked so fast, so rapid that you would think his eyes were short circuiting. It was her, his protector, his soul mate, his desire. Her eyes, her emerald green eyes, so alive, so vibrant as they scanned the people in the room, smiling as she was introduced. How did she get here? Howie stood back and waited for her eyes to find his, find his in the crowd like they always did.
~~**~~
AJ's hand sat rested on the small of her back, guiding her through the crowd, making the introductions and whispering his own observations to her. She smiled, perma grinned really, she felt as if she was in a dream. She felt AJ stiffen when she started to walk towards the rest of his bandmates and she looked back at him and winked. She would be fine, after all these were his brothers, his friends. She smiled at the two blonde men and the man with the beautiful green eyes that matched hers. Suddenly as if in slow motion her eyes met the eyes she had been seeing in her dreams. The beautiful eyes belonged to the man she dreamed about, prayed that she would one day see again.
"Hhhhowie?" she whispered.
~~**~~
"How did you end up here......as one of our dancers?" Howie asked as the two sat at the cafe, down the street from the hotel.
"I met AJ at the club and we talked, he knew that I was looking for my big break and when he found out about the opening he convinced Fatima to interview me" she lied, leaving out the relationship that the two shared.
Howie reached for her hand, stroking it "Do you know how many times I have thought about you, wondered how you were, if you were craving me as much as I craved you."
"Howie not a night went by that I wasn't thinking of you, wishing our eyes would lock on each other and never stray"
"Well you are here now, and I won't stray, we can help live out our dreams and fantasies together" Howie stared into her stunning emerald eyes and kissed her softly. His hands, cupping her face " I came to watch you every night, I sat in the far corner watching you, wishing that I was with you. You are my destiny, our eyes met for a reason" he whispered.
~~**~~
AJ watched them, his heart ripping, his mouth dry. He knew that his best friend and the woman he craved were destined to be together, they found each other and in one brief second fell in love. He knew his best friend, he knew that Howie was in love, a love so intense that Howie had become a man possesed, in 3 weeks Howie had fallen completely for a woman he had only spoken to twice. He knew that Howie would fight to the death for her. Howie could have her, he could fall in love with her, share his dreams, his feelings and his needs with her. Howie and Brighid could spend forever falling in love, as long as she knew that her body belonged to him. Her body, her passion, her lust was his and his alone. Howie could have her soul, her heart, he would take her body.
Her long legs kicked up into the air, her thin arms reaching to the universe as Fatima counted off the beats. "That's right, good job Brighid" Fatima yelled as Brighid pounded out her moves, sharp, crisp and bang on. It would be her first show tonight and she was afraid. She had sat up all night thinking about it, what if she screwed up, missed a step, or even worse what if she screwed up on her and AJ's solos. She had been paired up with AJ, she would for every show for the next few months be grinding her body against AJ's on stage. Fatima had seen the sparks between them and she had immediatly paired them together after she had seen them move together during rehearsal. They had a chemistry, an undeniable one, everyone saw it, even Howie.
~~**~~
"Petey I am so scared, so nervous that I am going to fall flat on my face" Brighid paced the backstage area wringing her hands and trying to calm her turning stomach.
"Briggie you are going to be fine, girl you have worked your entire life for this, just close your eyes and dance your heart out and you will be a star" Petey hugged the young woman to his chest "I think the prayer is about to start" he held out his hand to her and led her to the circle of performers.
Brighid caught Howie's soft eyes as she glanced up from the prayer. His eyes relaxed her, sent her a message of peace and calm. He would be right there, right there beside her if she needed him.
~~**~~
Howie tried not to concentrate on AJ and Brighid as he danced with Nikki but he couldn't help but feel jealous as her body swept over his, her hands feeling AJ's chest, her head leaning in close to his face. AJ was grabbing her tighter then necessary and Howie had to control himself not to punch the shit out of his friend for being too close to the woman he loved.
~~**~~
Howie was the first person there to congratulate her as she came off stage. He held his arms out and she ran into them. "Howie, Oh my god I did it, oh my god I am so excited" she said all at once.
Howie hugged her "Brighid you were wonderful, how about we go out and celebrate, you and I?"
"Sorry D but you are both coming out with us, we have the club booked and the beer on ice, hurry up because we have lots to celebrate" AJ interrupted.
Howie squeezed her hand "We will be alone, we will have our own private clebration, that I promise you" and he kissed her hand.
~~**~~
AJ watched his friend dance with her, his hands resting on her waist, his face leaning into hers. The way she flipped her head back when he said something funny,laughing, her eyes settling on his lips, watching them form his words. It was too much to handle, to much to watch. AJ saw her excuse herself and walk off the dancefloor towards the bathroom.
~~*~~
"God could I be anymore sweaty?" Brighid groaned as she lifted her thick, damp hair off of her neck and tried to fan it to cool herself down. She bent down to cup some cool water into her hands, splashing it onto her face and nearly screamed when she looked up and saw AJ standing behind her. She barely had time to smile when he pulled her into the stall, hiked up her dress and entered her. He said nothing as he pounded into her, his hands grabbing her breasts and squeezing them harder as his thrusts got deeper. He nipped at her neck, taking in the smell of her hair, the perfume that painted her skin. Her hands reached back to his chest, grabbing his shirt and clutching it as she tried not to moan, not to scream out. She felt the familiar quivering, the now rapid, hard thrusts and his telltale heavy breathing, he was close to cumming. She grabbed his hands, covering his hands with hers and as he bucked and moaned so did she, both flooded with lust and passion. She straightned her dress and without looking at him she walked out of the bathroom and took Howie's eagerly waiting hand and the couple left the bar.
~~**~~
"I am so proud of you, you looked beautiful up there. Baby you were meant to be on stage, in front of crowds, they love you" Howie traced an imaginary line on her cheek, letting his fingertip rest on her lips. "God you are beautiful" They sat in the rented car, under the stars, the crisp air filling their hearts with romance and happiness.
Brighid's eyes stared at his pillow like lips, his cute nose and came to rest on his eyes. She softly kissed the corners of his eyes, smiling as his eyes closed, leaving his eyelids prisoner to her mouth. She gently trailed the kisses down his cheek, to his ear, to his neck and then back up to his mouth. "Howie this is so unreal. We have only known each other for such a short time, why is it that you and I are so comfortable with each other, why is it that I feel like I have known you my whole life" she played with the strands of hair that escaped his ponytail.
"We have known each other our whole lives, we just didn't know it." Howie cupped her face and pulled it gently towards him, silencing her next word with a kiss.
Petey caught a glimpse of the lovers' emnbrace and smiled widely, it was about time that his friend was happy.
AJ slipped out of her bed and fumbled for his clothes that she had torn off when he slipped into her room in the early morning. He dressed quickly and leaned over her, taking in the beatuiful sight she made, lying naked, with the dim light of the hall lights shining on her from the crack under the door. His need was still there, his hunger more intense, but he would have to wait, wait until evening fell again. He couldn't risk Howie, anyone, seeing him sneak out of her room. He kissed her bare back and crept out of the room, unnoticed.
~~**~~
"Well my love, how would you like to spend our day off?" Howie sat on her bed, waiting for her to immerge from the shower. It was a month into the tour and their relationship was intense, well thier emotional relationship was intense, there was no physical aspect to talk about, lest you count the cuddling, hand holding and passionate embraces. Brighid was very sincere, very adament when she had confided in Howie that she wanted to wait, to make sure this was forever before she commited to such a physical commitment. Even though it killed Howie he accepted it, knowing that when they finally made love, that it would be passionate and memorable.
"Baby whatever you want to do is fine with me, as long as we are together" Brighid paused in front of him, her long, damp hair hanging down her back, clad only in a tiny towel.
Howie pulled her in close to him and kissed her "Well I would be content to stay in bed and cuddle but seeing you dressed only in that has made a certain part of my body excited and I couldn't promise that I would be a good boy so I suggest shopping, seeing a movie, exploring"
"It all sounds good, let me get dressed and we can head out" Brighid turned her back and slipped her legs into a tiny pair of satin thongs, she caught Howie staring at her and she winked "Keep your eyes straight ahead Dorough, stare at that tiny speck in the wall" she teased.
Howie grinned and turned his attention to a tourist magazine, trying to get
the image of the scratches and rapildy changing colour bruise on her
back,that he had caught a glimpse of, out of his mind.
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